Do You Still Hate Me?

The children's crying came from all directions, making it impossible to locate the source.

"Brother Peng, don't you think this crying is a bit familiar?"

With his Ghost Ear, Chen Ge held his breath and listened closely. After a while, he discovered with some shock that one of the children's crying was similar to Wu Sheng.

But isn't he hiding back in the small house?

Chen Ge did not get it. He turned to Wu Jinpeng. The large man's body was shaking. He was pushed by the monsters to his limit. Be it physically or mentally, he was about to collapse. His chest rising and falling violently, Wu Jinpeng leaned against the hospital wall. His eyes were bloodshot, and they were horribly swollen.

"Are you okay?" When they were running earlier, Chen Ge did not notice this. He subconsciously thought that Wu Jinpeng was as fit as he was in reality, but that was of course not the case.

"Come, we'll go to the backdoor."