Lin Wu, who had gone to fetch gasoline, felt an uneasy sensation creeping in. Even on stretches of road devoid of residential houses, there would usually be a few zombies wandering about, so why were there only two at the sentry post?
Approaching the car, he suddenly heard the engine start, the headlights flashed on, accompanied by a woman's cheer.
Fuck! Robbery? Is there no justice? No law?
Lin Wu immediately broke into a full sprint. The car thief spotted Lin Wu and hurriedly closed the car door. With the pickup truck's slow acceleration and Lin Wu sprinting at top speed, he only covered a few meters before Lin Wu, with his Wind Stinger, appeared beside the driver and aimed the Sawed-off Shotgun at the person inside.
The car came to a halt, and the other party's compliance greatly increased Lin Wu's wariness.
The person inside opened the car door, and a female gamer stepped down from the vehicle, with a bit of a rascal tone, "Handsome, is this your ride?"
"Yes."
