Xiao Li secretly glanced at Bai Xiqin, then quickly lowered his head again.
Fang Yuanyuan was courting death. Under normal circumstances, Xiao Li would immediately eliminate such people without giving them a chance to say a second sentence.
But with Bai Xiqin and Leng Yebai here, even if pretending, it had to be done with some elegance, not too bloody and violent.
Had to play the role of a "three-good" zombie.
"Sister..."
The little boy's eyes were filled with mist, and his small body trembled slightly.
He seemed to understand that this was his last chance to survive. If the person in front didn't help him, he might really die.
Bai Xiqin even waved at the little boy, as a form of greeting.
Meanwhile, her eyes turned to Zhang Yiming.
Though she never asked, she believed Zhang Yiming didn't devour flesh and blood; she couldn't imagine what scene it would be like to see Zhang Yiming tearing into fresh, red flesh.
