With Ye Li gone, Zhao Jingguo and Cai Xiaokun, no longer bound by any constraints, sat directly in the main seats and turned their gazes to Wu Xinyi.
At this moment, Wu Xinyi had gradually recovered from her overwhelming grief, though tear stains still remained on her face, and she tightly gripped the blood-stained dagger in her hand.
Because of the excessive force used in the assassination, Ma Qiusheng's blood was almost splattered all over her body.
Especially that face, it seemed as if it were covered with a blood-red Shura mask.
"What do you want to do with the people from the Black Dragon Racing Team?"
Zhao Jingguo asked calmly.
"Do as you please, master!"
Wu Xinyi's eyes were vacant, her expression indifferent, and she responded indifferently.
It's like a humanoid machine that has completely lost its emotions.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jingguo turned his gaze back to the Black Dragon Team members huddled on the ground and asked, "How many people are in the Black Dragon Team now?"
"Report: Excluding Zhang Jiaqi, there are a total of 83 people remaining."
A female survivor from the Black Dragon Team cautiously raised her hand and answered tremblingly.
Due to extreme fear, her voice became unusually hoarse, and her vocal cords trembled incessantly.
Zhao Jingguo pointed at the female survivor who had answered his question and said, "Go and call all the members of the Black Dragon Car Team here!"
"Yes, yes!"
Upon hearing this, the female survivor didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, nodded frantically, and then stood up and ran outside.
Seeing this, Lei Qing gave a wink to his underlings, and two of them immediately followed the female survivor and ran out as well.
"Lei Qing... Go and call the brothers from An Kun's joint convoy team one over. Tonight, I'm going to give each of them a wife. That's what I promised them!"
Zhao Jingguo Road.
"yes!"
Lei Qing responded, and after instructing the survivors around him to protect Zhao Jingguo, he turned and walked towards the area outside the wooden fortress.
"Wow! Ankun's joint racing team offers such good benefits? They even provide wives?"
"Oh my god, why didn't I meet Ankun United Team sooner!"
"Waaaaah, I'm sticking with Brother Zhao from now on! I want a free wife too!"
"..."
Some even raised their hands and asked loudly, "Brother Zhao, will we have wives in the future?"
"As long as you firmly follow our Ankun United Car Team, I guarantee I'll find a woman for each of you!"
Zhao Jingguo promised.
"Oh! Oh! Oh! We swear to follow Brother Zhao to the death!"
All the survivors who had just joined Ankun's team were excited, their faces flushed with excitement, and their eyes sparkling with anticipation.
Only the female survivors of the Black Dragon convoy, crouching on the ground, were slightly pale, their heads bowed resignedly, not daring to resist. They knew what fate might befall them, but also understood that it was a necessary choice to survive.
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Ye Li led Bai Yuekui back to the RV and glanced at the time; it was only 6:30.
In the past, less than half an hour had passed between attending the banquet and returning home.
Ye Li sat in the driver's seat and glanced at the setting sun in the west, its crimson color like blood, staining the desolate wasteland with a thin layer of bloody frost.
"The Soul-Devouring Beast is coming!"
Bai Yuekui sat in the passenger seat, her gaze fixed on the distance, her eyes revealing a sense of vigilance.
"I can already smell the stench emanating from those Soul-Devouring Beasts!"
"Your nose is amazing. Do you also have the ability to track objects across vast distances?"
Ye Li asked curiously.
"What's the meaning?"
Bai Yuekui asked in confusion.
"I'm praising your nose!"
Ye Li smiled and explained, then started the vehicle.
"Are you leaving?"
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