Besides, if Han Zhijun had not met them, he would have been hacked to death by these people long ago.
In short, if Han Zhijun had not met the madman and his group, he would have been dead no matter what.
Han Zhijun was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke,
"Don't be fooled by him. It's true that he was captured, but he's not a good person either. He has already defected to Tian Weidong."
Cough, cough, cough...
Han Zhijun was coughing while talking.
"Tian Weidong is the leader of that group and was a death row inmate before the apocalypse.
After the apocalypse broke out, they killed the prison guards and ran out to rule the country. The underground black casino on the street next to them was their base.
There are eighteen of them in total, including four people with special abilities. After the end of the world, they gathered a group of people by relying on their special abilities.
Those who were willing to join them would survive, and those who were unwilling to join would be killed and used as meat reserves."
Thinking of those "rebels" whose flesh had been shaved off, leaving only their skeletons, Han Zhijun felt nauseous and coughed violently a few times.
"There are currently thirty-eight people in their gang, including four people with special abilities. Oh, and they've also imprisoned thirteen girls. Every day..."
Thinking of those unbearable scenes, Han Zhijun glanced at Han Shuxin, automatically skipped over it, and did not talk about this topic anymore, and said,
"There are currently ten girls still alive. Two of the other three escaped and were killed and made into meat paste.
Another girl scratched Tian Weidong, had her hands chopped off, and fed to the zombies.
"This bunch of scum deserves to die!"
Zhang Yulong was the most impulsive person. After hearing Han Zhijun's story, he couldn't help but kick the injured man again.
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