Chen Luo looked at Zhao Hai and found him oddly familiar.
He thought for a moment. Huh? Isn't this the creditor I mortgaged my villas to for three hundred million?
Chen Luo felt a little depressed. Running into my creditor in the apocalypse? What the fuck is this?
I don't think I met him in my previous life.
Wait, I didn't borrow money in my previous life, so of course I wouldn't have known Zhao Hai.
Perhaps Zhao Hai had come here in his previous life too, but Chen Luo hadn't known him or remembered his face.
Zhao Hai and Jin Tao's two groups were also sizing up Chen Luo's side.
There were fewer than a hundred people, perhaps seventy or eighty.
If there were more people in the Villa District, they would surely have come out to bolster their numbers.
Zhao Hai had originally assumed that Chen Luo's group must have numbered at least several hundred to clear the zombies from such a large area.
And Chen Luo still owed him money.
An idea immediately took shape.
He hadn't recovered the money he'd lent out. Even in the apocalypse, that still irked Zhao Hai.
Zhao Hai laughed heartily. "Brother, I never thought I'd see you under these circumstances. What a coincidence!"
Chen Luo smiled too. "I didn't expect to run into you here either."
The people on Chen Luo's side exchanged looks. Their boss knew these people?
Jin Tao looked at Mi Ling and Mi Li, practically drooling. He was a lecher through and through.
He especially liked busty girls.
Not only was Mi Ling gorgeous, but she looked no different from a stylish city woman before the apocalypse-clean and fresh, with a healthy glow to her face.
Surprised, Jin Tao asked quietly, "Hai, you know this guy?"
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