As Zhang Qiang spoke, the car behind had already come up and stopped horizontally in front of their car, forcing them to a halt.
"What do they want to do?" Zhou Shiqiu frowned.
"Definitely nothing good." Zhang Qiang said nervously.
Xu Yuxi glared coldly as a few people got out of the car and said in a deep voice, "Probably want to rob us."
Among the people who got out, there were both men and women. Leading them was a tall man with a fierce expression, standing beside a woman with heavy makeup, wearing a short skirt and high heels even in this post-apocalyptic world. There were three other men behind them. All five of them were dressed cleanly.
