"Yes!"
At the first moment of receiving the order, Biaozi had already led a group of thugs to block the way. After firing a warning shot, he looked at the group of survivors quickening their steps towards them and shouted loudly.
"Raise your hands, any movement and you die!"
His body was tense, the Soaring Dragon Assault Rifle in his hands was already loaded, the muzzle aimed at the group of survivors, his finger resting on the trigger, ready to fire at any moment. Compared to these unknown survivors, he preferred facing the Zombie Wolves.
After all, one of his trains had been wiped out because an enemy train sent a group of thugs disguised as survivors, who opened fire directly after infiltrating the train, causing heavy losses, with the Train Captain dying instantly.
Learning from past mistakes, he didn't want to repeat them.
