The streets were in chaos.
Individuals with no combat experience could usually maintain order during peacetime, but when catastrophes broke out, this false sense of order would break down in an instant.
Everyone was feeling uneasy as they followed behind Ai Hui.
On the contrary, Fatty, whom everyone previously thought was an useless bum, was holding a huge shield and striding beside Ai Hui while scanning his surroundings with a vigilant look on his face.
“Won’t it be safer if we remain here?” Wang Xiaoshan asked weakly.
