But those inhumane bastards deserve to die.
No matter if they wear a skin that represents cleanliness and brightness, it cannot hide their indifferent and inhumane hearts. Such creatures, unworthy of being called human, can deceive many and even earn the respect and gratitude of many.
But in front of Lin Fan, they have nowhere to hide.
...
Somewhere.
Drip! Drip!
Warm blood dripped down from Sun Neng's fingers. His palm pierced through the throat of a male survivor in front of him. The survivor emitted a low, hoarse sound, as if trying to say something.
But his eyes gradually dimmed, losing their light.
"Ignorant fool, everyone in the apocalypse is one whole. Another's misfortune is your misfortune. Do not ask for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for you."
"When you harbor malice against me, the death knell rings in your ears."
Squish!
He pulled out his hand.
A large amount of blood spurted from the survivor's throat.
