"Shut up, if you cry again, I'll beat you to death." The voice got louder, certainly attracting zombies, and He Xianju's face was grim as she raised her hand and slapped her twice.
The crisp sound of the slap made Xu Mumu look up.
The little girl was so scared that she didn't dare to cry. Tears kept falling, mixed with blood, making her look utterly miserable.
"Sister-in-law, should we save that little girl?" Yin Chuchu felt extremely uncomfortable in her heart. She had never seen such a scene before.
"How do we save her?" Xu Mumu asked coldly.
"Let's take care of her," Yin Chuchu said softly.
"That's enough, Chuchu." Yin Lin was the first to interrupt, "Chuchu, our family is not a refugee camp, saving one person and then another. If you dare to go and save her, do you believe that woman will cling to you immediately?"
"But, but what about that little girl?" Yin Chuchu knew her cousin was right, but seeing such a scene, she felt terribly uncomfortable.
