Throw Them Over

Huang Tiange and the others were a little confused when Wang Jian stopped walking, then turned and waved at them.

"Is Boss telling us to go there?" Huang Tiange asked someone else.

"Might-might be…" The man looked at Wang Jian and responded uncertainly.

Zombie number five silently watched Wang Jian go through the zombie wall, then added a cross on his face in her mind.

'Not handsome! He has a manly face and clean skin though. His skin is a little dark, but the overall image is not bad. I'll give him eighty out of a hundred.'

'Let's look at the next one…'

She turned to Huang Tiange and the others, then spent a few seconds scanning their faces.

'This one looks nicer, but not pretty enough. His face is just too dark! I'll give him fifty!'

'This one is not handsome… Dropping eyes, flat nose… Forty-five!'