Chinese agents survive in a zombie apocalypse.

"..."

The commotion attracted the attention of others, who stopped to watch.

Susan seemed oblivious to the displeasure in Sean's tone and said to him with great enthusiasm, "As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to recover from a broken bone... Let Allen massage it for you, that will help you heal faster."

Hearing their conversation, Glenn, unaware of what was going on, immediately chimed in with agreement: "Yeah! Allen's massage skills are amazing! Buddy, you should really let him see."

"Sean, please don't refuse."

Others also offered their advice, since it would be very important for the team if Sean could recover his fighting strength as soon as possible.

"This……"

Sean glanced at the silent Li Ailun, hesitated for a moment, and then refused, saying, "Forget it, I've been running all day, my feet stink."

For some reason, he felt inexplicably uneasy every time he met Li Ailun's deep gaze.

"Come on, sit down."

As Susan spoke, she pressed him down to sit on the steps, then turned to look at Li Ailun and called out, "Alan?"

"..."

When Li Ailun met her gaze, he immediately understood what she meant and thought to himself: This woman really knows how to get herself into trouble!

However, he still took a few steps down the steps and said to Sean, "Take off your shoes."

"..."

Sean knew that refusing again would be too unusual, so he reluctantly took off his shoes and socks.

In an instant, a faint sour smell wafted into everyone's noses...

"..."

Seeing that Lee Allen seemed hesitant, Sean said somewhat apologetically, "Sorry, maybe we should just forget about it..."

"..."

Li Ailun didn't speak, but merely glanced at the woman beside him.

"..."

Susan gave him a wry smile, her face full of apology, silently apologizing profusely in her heart:

[I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I'll definitely make it up to you in the future!]

She just couldn't resist wanting to verify her suspicions.

"Uncle, is this okay?"

At that moment, Amy took a handkerchief out of her pocket and handed it to Li Ailun.

The thought of Li Ailun touching Sean's stinky feet and then touching her in return made her feel disgusted and gave her goosebumps all over...

But at least she had some compassion and didn't show it in public.

"..."

Li Ailun took the handkerchief, placed it on Sean's feet, and then carefully massaged them along the meridians through the handkerchief...

"hiss……"

Sean couldn't help but gasp. At first, his ankles were aching unbearably, but slowly, the pain turned into an indescribable comfort.

This Chinese-American is really something...

As he thought about it, his defenses gradually relaxed, and he even began to enjoy it a little.

"..."

As Li Ailun carefully massaged him, he noticed out of the corner of his eye that the man's expression had relaxed, so he asked casually, "Your injury is quite serious. How did you get it?"

"I fell when I jumped out of the window."

Sean had relaxed considerably by this point and answered truthfully upon hearing this.

At that moment, Susan noticed a small patch of hair missing from his head and asked curiously, "What happened to your hair?"

"……head?"

Sean subconsciously reached up to touch his head, then suddenly remembered something. His expression changed briefly before quickly returning to normal. He said somewhat sheepishly, "I got scratched by a walker. Those monsters have a really strong grip..."

After saying that, he pulled his injured foot back, forced a smile at Li Ailun, and said guiltily, "It's okay, I feel much better now."

"..."

Li Ailun didn't press him, but simply told him, "Yes, you still need to rest for a while."

"Thank you."

Sean nodded, quickly put on his shoes, turned and went into the house, not daring to stay a moment longer.

"..."

Li Ailun stared at his retreating figure in silence.

At that moment, Susan leaned over and asked eagerly, "How is it, Allen?"

"..."

Based on Sean's reaction just now, Li Ailun did gain some insight. He said in a calm tone, "He's lying about the hair."

"That is……"

Susan swallowed back the words she was about to say.

She had complete faith in Li Ailun's judgment, so there was only one truth!

"what are you guys saying?"

Amy, standing to the side, was completely bewildered, not understanding what they were talking about. The unspoken understanding between the two made her feel somewhat uncomfortable.

But none of that matters now. Amy suddenly grabbed Li Ailun's arm and pulled him into the room, urging him, "Come on, Uncle, go wash your hands."

"..."

As Susan watched the two figures disappear, her eyes caught sight of a handkerchief lying on the steps, and she "kindly" reminded them, "Amy, your handkerchief..."

"No more..."

Amy said without turning her head, her voice full of disdain.

"Pfft..."

Susan couldn't help but laugh out loud, her smile as charming as a flower blooming in spring.

.......

Sean walked into the house and saw Riotis's wife crying uncontrollably in the kitchen, with Hershel and Rick gently comforting her.

He didn't go up to disturb them, but instead limped to the room where little Carl was resting and saw Lori and her son.

"..."

Lori also noticed Sean's arrival, and her feelings were quite complicated. This man had once again saved Carl's life.

Suddenly, she looked at Sean earnestly and said, "Don't go."

"..."

Sean paused for a moment upon hearing this, then understood what she meant.

He looked at the emotionally fragile woman in front of him, opened his mouth, but didn't know how to respond, and finally silently left the room.

"Hey guy."

Is your foot feeling better?

Along the way, everyone he met greeted Sean warmly, looking at him with admiration, as if he were a returning hero. But this only made Sean feel more uncomfortable.

Just then, Maggie came over with a stack of clean clothes and said to him, "The bathroom is upstairs. I found you some clothes."

"Thanks……"

Sean instinctively reached out and took the clothes.

"The clothes don't fit quite right, they belong to Otis..."

After Maggie finished speaking, she turned and left.

"..."

Sean looked at the clothes in his arms, feeling a mix of emotions. He felt the clothes were so heavy that they made it hard for him to breathe.

......

Hua Hua Hua...

In the bathroom, warm water poured down from the showerhead, and soon the steaming heat filled the entire bathroom.

Sean took off his clothes one by one, stood in front of the mirror, and carefully examined the wounds on his body.

Suddenly, he remembered what Susan had just said, looked up at his head, and sure enough, a tuft of hair was missing, revealing a patch of bluish-white scalp with specks of blood seeping out...

Sean looked at the wound on his head, his thoughts drifting back to a few hours earlier...

At that time, he and Otis had finally managed to escape from that high school.

Sean was limping because he had hurt his ankle, and Otis was also running slowly due to his physical condition, but the horde of corpses was relentlessly pursuing them, and they couldn't shake them off no matter what they did...

How many bullets do you have left?

"Otis asked, panting,"

"Fourth shot, what about you?"

Sean replied.

"Five rounds, one more is loaded."

boom……

boom……

......

"Run!"

The two kept firing at the zombies behind them, but their firepower was almost ineffective against the horde.

"I only have one shot left..."

Otis looked helplessly at the revolver in his hand, which was Rick's gun.

"Me too……"

Sean was exhausted, and his voice was filled with despair.

"Heh...heh...heh..."

The roars of the horde of corpses behind them grew closer and closer; if this continued, both of them would die.

"..."

Thinking of this, Sean's expression shifted. He suddenly turned to look at Otis and said, "I'm sorry..."

"..."

Otis was stunned for a moment upon hearing this, before he could react.

The next second, a gunshot rang out, and Sean shot him in the thigh.

"what……"

Otis screamed and lost his balance, falling heavily to the ground.

"..."

Sean dragged his injured leg over and began pulling at Otis's backpack, yelling, "Let go!"

"Ah...ah..."

Otis was naturally unwilling to give up easily, and he instinctively fought back desperately.

The two became entangled, and Sean also fell to the ground. Enraged, he raised his uninjured foot and kicked Otis repeatedly...

"Ah...ah..."

Otis screamed and struggled, and in her panic, one hand gripped Sean's hair tightly and refused to let go.

Ignoring the pain in his head, Sean rained punches down on Otis's face.

boom……

Suddenly a gunshot rang out, and the last bullet was fired into the sky, completely eliminating Otis's chances of turning the tide.

It turned out that Sean knew there was still one bullet in Otis's pistol and had been on guard.

Puff... Puff...

Sean snatched the revolver from his hand and then smashed it hard against the man with the butt.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Otis was seeing stars from the impact, still cursing viciously, but his threat seemed so powerless at this moment.

He had realized that he was probably doomed today, and his hand was still tightly gripping Sean's hair, determined to tear this devil apart even if it meant his death.

"Let go of me! Let go!"

Seeing that the horde of zombies was about to catch up, Sean made a tough decision, shook his head violently, and broke free from Otis's grasp. Then, he picked up two packages and limped away.

"what……"

Otis roared, clutching a lock of Sean's hair tightly in his hand, watching helplessly as the other man walked away step by step...

"Ho...ho..."

The horde of corpses caught up, abandoning Sean's escape and pounced on Otis on the ground.

"..."

Sean looked back and saw that the horde of corpses had surrounded Otis and were tearing at him frantically.

Otis's screams echoed from the horde of corpses, lingering in his ears for a long time...

Hua Hua Hua...

The constant sound of water in the bathroom finally pulled Sean back to reality.

Looking at himself in the mirror, Sean couldn't remember how he felt at the time. He only knew that at that moment, he had only one thought:

That is, he must come back alive!!!

Suddenly, Sean went berserk, rummaging through drawers and cabinets in the bathroom.

Finally, he found a hair clipper in the drawer.

sizzle...

As the hair clipper began to work, strands of hair fell continuously into the sink.

Before long, Sean's once thick hair became a buzz cut, making the bald wound on his head less noticeable.

"..."

Sean looked at his buzz cut in the mirror, which looked utterly unfamiliar in the rising steam.

......