"Madam, what's your name?"
"Xu… Xu Rufang…"
"The smell of blood in your house is very strong. Did something happen?"
Xu Rufang quickly shook her head and said uneasily, "No, nothing happened."
After saying that, she vaguely glanced at the door of the second bedroom and quickly said, "There is no problem here. Please leave."
Xu Rufang's attitude had already made the situation clear.
It was the apocalypse!
When survivors saw people in military uniforms, they might cry, doubt, or seek help. However, they would not ask the soldiers to get lost quickly!
Bai Tianyu squinted his eyes and slowly scanned Xu Rufang.
He could clearly see that Xu Rufang's clothes were stained in blood.
However, it could not be her own blood—because Xu Rufang was obviously not injured.
