Bab 83: The Runaway Troop

Sitting beside that man was a middle-aged woman whose entire body was giving out a sad vibe. The clothes she was wearing seemed to be cheap, but were very clean and neat. Her long hair was combed into a loose ponytail. The tips of the middle-aged woman's brows were turning down, reflecting her sadness. 

Two women were sitting on an old couch, both looking about thirty years old; outstandingly pretty, their eyes showed an aggressive look. 

Women were rare in the post-apocalyptic world, but there were four of them in this room. 

Two men were standing by each side of the door of this room; both were young, about twenty years old. 

"Killing Qiao wasn't enough for that animal named Yang Jianhua! Now, he wants to destroy all of us! So sick! I didn't think that a man could be so ungrateful! We shouldn't have let Qiao keep him back then!" The middle-aged woman said through clenched teeth. The anger and hatred in her eyes soon covered her sadness.