Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh—
At the same time, the helicopter flew overhead, and its speed of departure was becoming faster and faster.
The Taoist turned back to look at the pursuing zombies, clearly realizing that the zombies' running speed could not catch up with him.
Inside the helicopter, the group saw the Taoist escaping from the zombies and, for some reason, felt a much greater sense of relief.
Perhaps there was always some kindness in their hearts, but they feared that kindness might harm them instead.
Li Yu's actions saved the Taoist without putting everyone in danger.
"Let's go, Uncle Jackal, to Oil City." Li Yu said into the microphone.
"Alright." Jackal gave a slight smile, not questioning why they didn't stop to wait for the Taoist.
But he knew this was the best approach.
After all, they were unsure whether the person was a genuine Taoist or not, and having never interacted, they didn't know whether that person was good or bad.
