"Spit it out if you've got something to say!" By now, Qian Yu was completely on the edge of exploding.
"What's in it for that old fart to screw us all over???"
Hearing this, Qian Yu's grip on the walkie-talkie tightened suddenly, a frown creasing his brow. His first thought had been that Tang Hai was trying to set a cat amongst the pigeons, using the air raid siren to get all the survivors killed, so he could then easily pick up countless pieces of equipment and supplies.
But thinking over it now, if everyone ran off and died outside, there was absolutely no need for him to have all the survivors run to his shelter. He could just wait quietly for everyone to die off before coming out to reap the benefits, since everyone would be trapped in the fog anyway.
As he thought this, the frowns on Qian Yu's face grew deeper, and a more terrifying thought suddenly struck him.
Click!
