Tang Zhen smiled slightly as he looked at the girl whose face was covered with a trace of dust and a wisp of red hair hanging down from her forehead.
"Allie, not a bad name, it's nice!"
After he finished speaking, Tang Zhen turned his head and looked at qiaoer beside him. He saw that qiaoer had already relied on the spoils of war he had picked up to fully equip himself.
Clearly, this man would not miss any opportunity to make himself stronger. Tang Zhen could sense quite a great killing intent from his body. Clearly, there were many enemies who had died in his hands.
Tang Zhen walked past qiaoer, who had a rifle on his back, and slowly walked to the overturned truck. He reached out and placed his hand on the car.
"Sir, do you need any help?"
When Allie saw this, she wanted to go forward and help, but she saw Tang Zhen's expression not change. He easily flipped the overturned car over.
"Uh, hehe."