"What?" Yang Yong suddenly raised his head. Tang Ye's words elicited a very bad hunch in his heart!
Pressing his index finger with a "snap", Tang Ye chuckled coldly: "If I'm not mistaken, even a mouse wouldn't dare to visit the Peace Party's warehouse now. And you, General Yang Yong, you might have contributed a great deal to this, haven't you?"
"This... but it's all He Jinzhan's orders. I'm just following orders. I hope you, sir, won't blame me for my faults."
"Is it? But I'm not any kind of superior. In your words, I'm just a petty man, so..."
Tang Ye didn't finish his sentence, but Yang Yong fully understood his intention: this man was determined to kill him!
Just as Tang Ye finished the word "so", Yang Yong suddenly straightened up, his feet moving fast to create some distance with Tang Ye. But could he outrun the speed of Tang Ye, a level 7 zombie?
