The world is broken, the cubs mend it

The sound of a car was heard in the distance, and a gray SUV drove by, raising dust.

"Look, there's an RV over there."

The man with a crew cut sitting in the passenger seat looked at the RV parked by the reservoir. The RV was all black with a very high chassis and was a luxury car brand.

It looks like it has been modified and the price is probably more than 5 million. It seems that he is a rich man.

"If we grab it, it's ours. What are we afraid of? It just so happens... hehe..."

The black-bearded man holding the steering wheel chuckled. This RV was much more comfortable than their cramped little off-road vehicle. Only rich people would enjoy it.

"They don't look like they're easy to deal with. We..."

The bald man was not sure. After all, such a rich man would be difficult to deal with, and he might have some powerful weapons hidden around him.

"What are you afraid of? Money has become worthless in this world. Speaking of rich people, have you forgotten that the one we met last time was not a well-known entrepreneur, and he is still living a worse life than pigs and dogs? Have you forgotten that we still have a secret weapon?"

The bearded man smiled mysteriously, revealing a row of yellow teeth. They were not afraid of anything now, except that they were afraid of not being able to see anyone and not being able to feed their secret weapon.

Through the rearview mirror, you can clearly see the man sitting in the back seat. His skin is blue-brown and covered with spots of various sizes, and his scarlet eyes are staring quietly ahead.

This is the zombie they encountered not long ago. He is different from other zombies.

He can talk and move normally, he is very strong, he won't bite people crazily, and he can control other ordinary zombies.

At first, they were refugees fleeing everywhere, but since they recognized the zombies as their boss, their lives suddenly became better.

As long as they help the zombies find enough food, the zombies can ensure their safety and assist them in snatching food.

The food of the two is naturally different. Those refugees who were successfully robbed by them naturally became food for the zombies.

“That car looks nice.”

The high-level zombie in the back seat spoke up and also took a fancy to the RV, which was much better than his bumpy off-road vehicle.

"Boss, let's build a good relationship with them first, then surprise them..."

The bearded man was worried that they had some kind of hot weapons, so he planned to find out more details before taking action.

When Qi Siyue saw the car, he quietly touched the pistol hidden in his pocket, asked the child to go into the car first, and looked vigilantly at the distance with Dabai.

The SUV stopped not far from them, and two men opened the door and got out, walking towards him with a clear purpose.

The white wolf's fur instantly stood up, and it leaned forward on its two front legs, baring its teeth as if in an attacking posture, staring at the opponent with murderous eyes.

Qi Siyue patted Dabai's head, his stern face as calm as water.

Looking at the two people smiling warmly at him, he showed a kind expression.

“Brother, when did you escape here?”

The bearded man greeted him familiarly, as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.

He reeked of blood, and his pretended kindness still revealed murderous intent. He didn't look like a good person at all.

With just one glance, he felt that the man in front of him, who looked tender and delicate, must have never experienced any hardship, like a rich second-generation who had just left his protective umbrella.

"Not long ago..."

Qi Siyue looked at the two burly men in front of him and quietly distanced himself from them.

"Are you alone? With just this white wolf?"

The man with a crew cut looked at the white wolf with shiny fur. It seemed that it was well fed, so there should be supplies in the car.

He seemed too anxious, and the bearded man next to him made up for him.

"My two brothers have been on the run and are here to rest. If you don't mind, we can form a team."