If Brother Lin really wanted to stop you, he'd just beat you all to a pulp, no need for all this drama.
At this moment.
A few survivors, as if summoning their courage, actually started walking toward them.
Ji Qiuyue and her group remained composed.
Not flustered in the slightest.
"Lin Fan, can you give us some crystals? We want to become stronger," said the leading survivor, who looked burly and fierce, a transformation formed gradually in the harsh environment.
As soon as he finished speaking.
The survivors watching from afar held their breath, listening intently.
On the contrary, Lin Fan's group stared at them, dumbfounded and bewildered.
What guts.
They could actually say something like this.
"How do you even have the nerve?" Chen Ningning couldn't help but say.
She really couldn't imagine there were people like this.
But on second thought, it made sense.
Yeah, in the apocalypse, everyone's ruthless and cruel. Why would they feel embarrassed?
