In other words, for Mowen, the life and death of people like Charles are not important at all.

Such words had already shown the murderous intent with exposing their murderous intent. Charles was slightly angry, but he still clenched his fists to the point of being tolerant.

He was forced to do this and could he bear it? Zui Wuye, who had been watching the show and eating melons, smiled silently, remembering the scene where Alye shook her head and said she didn't know Charles before.

Are these Chinese people too arrogant and really treat them as fools?

Seeing that there was no room for further talk with Mo Wen, Charles gritted his teeth and felt relieved.

Yu Lan, who had been taking all this in his eyes, knew that Mo Wen was not planning to be good, so she sighed softly, reached out to hug his neck and rubbed it.

"Awen, they did nothing wrong. Let's not bother with them, okay?" He kissed Mo Wen's chin like a spoiled person. Yu Lan's bright eyes were slightly shiny, and the water was very beautiful.

After being so cute by Yu Lanbaba's little look, Mo Wen's expression immediately looked much better. He changed his previous irony and gently kissed Yu Lan's eyebrows.

"Okay, whatever you say is good."

Seeing that the man who had just wanted to kill them became gentle instantly like water, Charles kept thrusting his face and forced himself to withdraw his gaze.

"Cough." Yu Lan knew that he could not see any favorite scenes as soon as he spoke. He coughed lightly, walked up to Mo Wen and said, "Boss, will we set out with them next?"

Mo Wen nodded without comment and looked up at Charles.

"Mr. Charles." He asked in a nice voice, "Do you have any other opinions?"

Charles shook his head and looked at Mo Wen with a complicated expression.

"Don't have any objection?" Mo Wen raised his hand and went to Yulan's hair again, and smiled gently, "I'm very surprised. You thought Lanlan was very dangerous before, so why can we join so decisively?"

"Your strength is no longer a reason to refuse us." Charles smiled bitterly and said to Mo Wen sincerely, "But this zombie doesn't bite you... won't bite others either?"

Seeing Charles looking at him seriously, Mo Wen also started to abuse the dog seriously. "If Lan Lan is willing to bite me... I will be willing."

"I don't want to." Yu Lan refused straightforwardly and got Mo Wen's face-pinching treatment as she wished.

Somewhat surprised the interaction between Mo Wen and Yu Lan, Charles covered the darkness in his eyes and reduced his presence for a while.

Talking zombies and prophetic devils? This is a really strange combination.

When he thought about this, he looked at Gale sideways, a little worried.

Gail had already weakened his legs under Mo Wen's pressure before. Now he was standing next to him with a pale complexion, his hands and feet were cold and he had not recovered.

Still too young?

After sighing in his heart, Charles reached out and held Gael's shoulder, and called out in a low voice, "Gal, are you okay?"

Gale looked at Charles and nodded stubbornly.

He didn't understand. The convoy was obviously theirs, but why did he still beg these Chinese to join his convoy in a low voice.

"Why do we have to take them?" Gale asked gritted his teeth, "they are in danger."

"Didn't you ask to help them?" Charles shook his head helplessly, reached out and pressed Gael's head.

"But I regret it now." Gale clenched his fist and said unwillingly, "How could they treat us so rudely!"
Chapter completed!