If anyone acts rashly first, they are very likely to attract the attention of all the zombies and instantly face attacks from eight people.
With the sluggish spiritual wisdom of zombies, another person could even leave swaggeringly.
This plan must be synchronized between the two to succeed.
Upon hearing Ning Fan's words, Lin Batian was shocked inside, realizing he had underestimated Ning Fan. He quickly swore an oath, "I can swear to the heavens, if I..."
The oath was blunt and explicit, barely short of saying he would be hit by a car, have a son...
"Enough of this useless talk."
Listening to this unproductive nonsense, Ning Fan impatiently waved his hand and mocked, "Your oaths are no different from farts."
Lin Batian forced down his anger and said, "Then what do you suggest?"
"Do as you said," Ning Fan said coldly. "If you dare to intentionally delay, I'll stay behind even if it means not leaving."
"Fine. That's exactly what I wanted to say."
