"Move it! Move it! Don't even think about slacking off!"
Inside the supermarket, Zhou Shuli carried a gun and barked orders, driving the people he had taken in to work. He wanted them to sort and gather the food, then clean up the supermarket. The zombies nearby had already been lured away, so it was safe. The supermarket was well-stocked, and he wanted to live here.
As for the group who had driven off in the pickup truck to lure away the zombies, he had long since forgotten about them. He could not care less whether they lived or died. It made no difference if they came back or not. It would be best if they did not return, so they would not consume any more of his food.
The man he had killed was hanging upside down at the entrance. Blood dripped down, staining a puddle that had already turned black and attracted swarms of mosquitoes. The corpse swayed there, hanging straight down, constantly wearing away at everyone else's mental defenses.
He wanted these people to be afraid. If they did not obey him, he would kill them.
The G55 that Chu Han had left at the entrance as a door guard to block the zombie horde had already been cleaned out and polished until it shone. Aside from a few scratches and the broken rear window, the vehicle looked brand new.
This car was expensive. In the civilized era, he would never have been able to afford one in his lifetime, yet now it was within easy reach.
Zhou Shuli thought of Chu Han and cursed viciously in his heart. Damn it, why did that guy have such a good car, and such a beautiful chick?!
But so what? Sooner or later, it would all be his!
"Damn