Undoubtedly, judging from the opponent's ambush setup, it is clear they are not new to this kind of thing.
Old Xu was curious whether these people were stationed here long-term, waiting for passing survivors.
If this were true, it could only mean these guys are incredibly patient.
After all, in the apocalypse, this waiting-for-prey approach is really difficult to ensure something takes the bait.
"You, do you think my words are bullshit? Put that thing down!"
The man who got out of the car wasn't very old, with a flashy earring on the right side of his ear and a Mohawk that made him stand out.
Hu Xiaodong hesitantly held up his bow, but the gun aimed at Luo Baochun's forehead gave him little confidence to let go and release.
In fact, Hu Xiaodong was barely twenty meters away from Luo Baochun, such a close distance that it would be a breeze for him to hit the earring guy.
But the problem is, hitting does not mean killing.
