"Lu Fangfang don't take the bull by the horns, your cousin's impulsive actions would have killed our entire farm, it's not a bad thing that he's gone now."
At these words, Lu Fangfang instantly stared at Zhang Man Ke with an incredulous gaze, dead on, "How did you become like this now?"
"What have I become? I became whatever I am in order for the people on the farm to live better!"
Zhang Man Ke's beautiful face was now gradually becoming angry.
"Li Hang and his family don't look like ordinary people, if we have them inside our farm, our farm can be spared a lot of strife and trouble."
"Have you forgotten that a week ago a group of people from the north sent a notice letter telling us to move out of the farm or else they would wash our farm in blood!"
"Didn't we leave with a large group of people from the farm before, just to avoid these people."
"Now the world outside simply won't allow us to leave the farm, then we can only return here, but don't forget, the other side is armed in hand, use your smart head to think, just with the old and weak women and children inside our farm, what ability do we have to be below the invasion of that gang of evil people?"
Zhang Manke, with an agitated face, yelled at Lu Fangfang.
Lu Fangfang hung his head down, and his hands, which were naturally hanging on the sides of his legs, were by now tightly clenched into fists.
Suddenly, he jerked his head up, "So, you let Li Hang's wave live inside the barn just so they could help fend off the gang of evil people that were coming?"
"Of course, why do you think I would be so nice as to let them waltz into West Hill Farm?" Zhang Man Ke's voice gradually cooled down, "That gang is not ordinary in their methods, once they get into a fight with each other, they will lose both sides without dying, and then we will sit back and reap the benefits."
Meanwhile, thirty kilometres away from the West Hill farm, a dozen caravans were parked, and outside the caravans there were people with guns, on sentry duty.
In the open space around them, there were a dozen tents, large and small, and inside each one, there were people living there.
"Brother, when do you think this world is going to end now? Are we, the Zhao clan, reduced to this kind of mourning dog without even a nest?"
Zhao Chengliang sat cross-legged in his tent, his face filled with indignation as he spoke.
Half a month ago, the Zhao family was suddenly attacked by a wave of corpses, and they had no choice but to flee with their entire clan.
Along the way, they had encountered several attacks from the corpse swarm and lost dozens of bodyguards, and now they were desperate to find a place to settle down with a large family in tow.
Zhao Chengguang's face was grim as he looked at his brother and said, "Have the scouts sent out come back yet?"
"It looks like they came back long ago, but according to the scouts, it seems that the residents of Nei Po in Xishan Farm are not happy to give up their land. Just now, their farmer, Zhang Man Ke, turned back to the farm with a group of people."
"And not only that, it seems that they have brought back a new group of helpers, and it looks like they are going to fight us to the bitter end."
Hearing Zhao Chengliang's words, Zhao Chengguang laughed coldly, "A group of rabble people also presume to confront our Zhao Clan's people, they group of people actually want to eat the penalty wine instead of the wine, so let's give them a taste of their own medicine."