"Mom, Dad and I just went on a mission, we're back now, right?"
Song Ning said sweetly, knowing his mom was angry, but he didn't regret their decision.
If they had returned directly yesterday, Zhang Yiming might not have allowed them to bring his sister back.
Thinking about Song Wenwen alone in a pile of zombies just makes his heart ache.
"Always dawdling like an old woman, you can't stay overnight when carrying out a mission!"
Mrs. Song kicked the electric scooter to the ground, looking furious as she walked toward the car.
The scooter was tossed to the ground like trash, its rearview mirror shattered.
With a car to ride in, there's naturally no desire for the scooter anymore.
Song Ning and his father exchanged a glance and took a look at their surroundings.
They were quite near the safety base, where survivors often came out searching for supplies.
