"Who are you?"
Luo Fan got out of the vehicle and looked at the group surrounding them, his brows furrowing slightly as he asked.
There were six of them, all Sequence Users. From what Luo Fan could see, they did not seem to have just arrived, but to have stationed themselves here.
Luo Fan already had a guess about their identities, but he pretended not to recognize them.
"Who are you? Why did you enter this Weird Domain?" Their leader was a thin man with a pair of daggers tucked at his waist. He looked at the Hope Convoy with a questioning gaze.
"Move aside..." The obvious interrogation in the man's eyes stirred a little anger in Luo Fan, and his voice dropped.
"If you don't explain yourselves, none of you are leaving today," the leader said gravely, clearly displeased with Luo Fan's attitude as well.
"Really? Then I'd like to see you try." Luo Fan's expression chilled, and he took out his Weird Gun.
Seeing Luo Fan draw his weapon, Niu Dagang, Ai Si, Ximen Chuixue, and the others quickly got out of the vehicles and stood behind him.
"You've got some nerve, daring to attack us! Do you know who we are?" Seeing the Hope Convoy's Sequence Users all emerge, the leader grew even angrier.
Yet his attitude remained lofty and arrogant.
"Wait, hold on. Let's talk this out. In this apocalypse, we should all be using our strength against the weirds. Why kill each other?"
At that moment, a plump middle-aged man with a warm smile stepped out from behind the thin man, looking every bit the peacemaker.
"My friend, we're from Flame Sun Base," the plump man said, identifying themselves to Luo Fan.
"And?" Luo Fan watched him calmly, his expression unchanged.
Flame Sun Base? Luo