"Very dangerous? How dangerous?" Howard raised an eyebrow inquisitively.
"The leaders are two madmen, they kill without blinking!" "If you have no other business, it's best not to provoke them. These people are not only ruthless but also very strong." "Originally, there were many mutant zombies around the port, and they've taken care of all of them." "Anyone who can take down mutant zombies, you know how formidable they must be!" "We do this job and have to pay tribute to them every day, otherwise, we wouldn't be around the next day," the man with the hammer explained, weighing the plastic bag of food in his hand softly.
"Murderous maniacs? That's bad." Howard's expression darkened, and he looked worriedly at Helen. She and Glisson were curiously watching the seagulls flying low outside the window, completely oblivious to the conversation.
"We're short on time, head to Dock 15 immediately!" Howard told the driver.