After a brief discussion, the group went to search for another vehicle, then drove off toward the zombie horde. None of them dared to slow down—worried that the man might pass through while they missed their only chance.
Not long after they departed, the sickly man stepped out from behind a building and said coldly, "What a bunch of idiots."
He climbed into his SUV and drove in the opposite direction. With that group distracting the zombies, he could use a different road—about 500 meters away—to safely leave the area.
An hour later, the group reached the area near the zombie horde. Sitting inside the car, the young man looked at his friends and asked, "Are we really doing this? I don't see Brother Mo's car at all. He might have taken another road."
The young woman sitting in the passenger seat glared at him and said, "Brother Mo must have left already. It's all your fault!"
When they heard her throwing a tantrum again, another man said, "Shut up!"
