That being said, how exactly should the subsequent disagreements be resolved?
Fifth Uncle took the cigarette from Yi Mu, smelled it under his nose again and again, before finally taking out his lighter and lighting it.
The long-lost aroma of tobacco brought a light smile to the serious face of this man in his fifties.
"If you ask me, we definitely have to go to the Major Leagues. After a day of rest, we'll have a meeting tomorrow to rally everyone's morale and get rid of that scheming elite guy!"
Deng Zhi wasn't a particularly outstanding leader, but it was absolutely impossible for that elite man to oust her by stirring up internal conflicts and alienating everyone.
Once they arrived at the Grand Alliance, they were determined to build their own faction.
Although there were many elderly, women, and children in the group, there were also quite a few young and middle-aged people.
When you arrive in a place where you know no one, the first thing you need to do is have your own people.
This elite man has a wicked heart and will leave the team sooner or later; now is the perfect time.
Of all the people in the caravan, Yi Mu's favorite was Fifth Uncle, because he had the best overall perspective.
Yi Mu stood on the same side as his fifth uncle, and then asked Deng Zhi and Qi Zhenyi what was going on.
On this issue, everyone is actually in agreement.
Those who cause trouble cannot be allowed to live. It's already difficult enough for them to survive, let alone die from zombies and then be killed by their own people. That would be a disservice to God's blessings.
This prison is like a cage, with high iron walls all around and even a tight iron net above it.
There were no extra rooms in the prison, so they had to sleep in the prisoners' cells.
Imu had spent several years in this cramped space and loathed it.
He took a thin blanket and slept in the warden's office.
Fan Yang returned in the evening.
He is a powerful dual-elemental ability user; those zombies are no match for him.
Fan Yang banged on the door, begging to be let in. Just as the door opened, two cars arrived at the prison gate.
Those were two modified police cars. After the cars came to a stop, several burly men and two women got out.
The man in the lead was wearing a white shirt with two buttons undone at the collar, revealing his collarbone and strong chest muscles. He wore typical combat trousers and ankle boots, and his legs were very long. Judging by the naked eye, he should be over 1.9 meters tall.
Fan Yang thought his aura was strong enough, but when this person stood in front of him without saying a word, Fan Yang felt an indescribable pressure.
As Fan Yang sized up Xiang Qing, Xiang Qing was also sizing him up.
This red-haired man looks young, probably not even twenty-five years old, and has a very strong build.
People with this physique are highly likely to be superhumans.
It's quite unusual for a superhuman to appear on his territory.
My gaze shifted and I saw the person who opened the door. He had a baby face and wore black-rimmed glasses. He was an unfamiliar face.
"Fan Yang, come in quickly," Xiao Jie urged.
Fan Yang glanced at Xiang Qing, then stepped towards the door.
Xiang Qing found it laughable. These people had taken advantage of their absence, pried open the lock, and brazenly entered without even a greeting?
"Hey! This is our territory. You've taken it upon yourself to rest here, and not only do you refuse to pay protection money, you're trying to lock us out?"
A fierce-looking man stepped out from behind Xiang Qing, pulled a gun from his waist, and pressed it against Fan Yang's head.
Fan Yang knew that this group of people was not simple, so he raised his hands in surrender.
Xiao Jie's expression was stiff, with one hand still resting on the heavy iron gate.
Xiang Qing pushed him aside and led his men inside.
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