"Er Long!"
Long shouted, his eyes twitching, "No matter what, Zhang Can is one of us, a brother. His infection was fated, but you're going too far!"
"I'm going too far?"
Er Long laughed bitterly, "I carried him back from a pile of corpses. He swore to the heavens he would never betray us, but what did he do? To survive disgracefully, how many brothers did he sacrifice?"
"I didn't survive disgracefully!"
From within a twisted body, Zhang Can's face emerged, his ferocious features showing a hint of panic, "I can't die! My wife is about to give birth, I need to stay alive to see my child..."
"But do we deserve to die? Do they... deserve to die?"
He pointed to the dozen people lying at the hotel entrance, all of them militiamen previously scalded by bodily fluids.
Er Long roared, "You are a coward, a disgrace to Celestial Essence Community, a lifelong stain on my face!"
"No, I'm not!"
Remarkably, Cheng Ye saw a sliver of genuine human fear on the mucous-covered face.
