Bai Xiqin didn't notice the loneliness in Zhang Yiming's eyes sitting in the back seat and quickly followed his guidance to a spacious lawn.
In the dark night, rows of white helicopters were parked on the lawn.
There were over a dozen of them.
"Who can fly a plane?"
At that moment, Bai Xiqin realized a serious problem.
It seemed that no one here knew how to fly a plane!
"Xiao Li knows how."
Zhang Yiming smiled and waved into the darkness.
Out of the shadows came a man in a white casual suit, it was Zombie King Xiao Li.
The first Zombie King to be turned from Zhang Yiming's blood.
The night was incredibly cold, yet the thinly dressed man didn't feel it.
He could even run naked without feeling embarrassed.
Such is the benefit of becoming a zombie; one's skin becomes much thicker.
"Please."
Xiao Li made a gentlemanly gesture, inviting his boss and Bai Xiqin onto the plane.
Bai Xiqin took a couple of steps and squinted at the surroundings, hoping to spot other figures.
