When she was helped out of the smelly warehouse, Li Dongmei's old face turned pale when she saw the corpse in the pool of blood, but she didn't ask any more questions, hiding the fear in her eyes very well.

Looking left and right, she saw her tall son with deep eyes, a sharp look, and a fishy smell on his body, but his brows were wrinkled like a little old man. She glanced at her other side and saw an obedient child brought back by Bai Ling, about thirteen or fourteen years old, with the vitality of youth in his eyes.

Facing those ferocious zombies and powerful mutant beasts, will you not be afraid? More so now. . . It is even more murderous. . .

They are all children who grew up in peaceful times. Maybe they have the concept that they can kill?

Li Dongmei's cloudy eyes flashed with guilt, and then became extremely firm, and her voice was a little louder, speaking to herself and to them, "I will definitely live well, and no matter what kind of danger I encounter in the future, I will be safe."

If she is fine, they will feel more at ease!

In general, he finally showed a smiling face again.

Li Dongmei, who was so focused on Bai Ling and the others, did not realize that the entire villa behind them was silent, devoid of any vitality or energy.

Let them all come together.