"Ahhh... handsome, save me!"
A wealthy woman in a black cheongsam rushed toward Zhang Xuan in terror, with four zombies chasing close behind her, growling hoarsely.
Zhang Xuan glanced at her and turned to leave.
In the apocalypse, why the hell should I care whether other people live or die?
Seeing Zhang Xuan turn away, the wealthy woman sped up and charged toward him. "Handsome, save me! Save me!"
Zhang Xuan acted as though he had not heard her and headed toward the boutique where Zhu Xiaoxiao and the others were.
"Stop! How can you stand by and watch someone die?" The wealthy woman shouted furiously when she saw Zhang Xuan ignoring her.
"Heh..." Zhang Xuan sneered.
The woman paused in distraction, and the zombies behind her caught up, lunging at her with hoarse growls.
"Get away! Get away from me! Ahhh..."
She wildly smashed at the zombies pouncing on her with her designer handbag, spilling the personal items inside all over the ground.
Grrr...
The four zombies swarmed her and bit down. Her screams continued for quite a while.
Hearing the commotion, Zhu Xiaoxiao and the others came out of the boutique. They had initially frowned, but upon seeing Zhang Xuan approaching, they relaxed.
They hurried forward and linked their arms through Zhang Xuan's on either side.
"Have you got everything? We should head back," Zhang Xuan asked Zhu Xiaoxiao.
Zhu Xiaoxiao pointed inside the boutique. "It's all in there!"
Ignoring the woman screaming behind them, they walked into the boutique.
All kinds of expensive handbags were displayed inside, and Zhang Xuan could not help complaining inwardly.
I really don't understand it. It's already the apocalypse, yet these women are still so obsessed with luxury goods.
What use are these bags, gold, silver, and jewelry?
He looked at the