After instructing Wick, Xie Zhi watched the road in the fog while driving carefully, and at the same time devoted part of his attention to observing the town.

Although there are not many living people on the street, there are quite a few in the buildings. Through the windows, you can see the residents standing one by one. They basically all have the same expression, which is frowning, the corners of the mouth turned down, and the face is full of redness. The color of disgust.

Xie Zhi disdains, with whom? One by one, I have the guts to single out.

And besides the living, there is the dead

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