"You let him go?" Oliver stared in disbelief. Was this Zombie King really that merciful?
In his mind, Zombie Kings were ruthless, cold-blooded killers who slaughtered without a shred of mercy.
He never imagined Ethan would actually let someone go...
Ethan turned to him, "Do you know where the Japanese shelter is?"
"I...I have no idea," Oliver shook his head.
Ethan glanced in the direction Ken had fled, "We'll find out soon enough."
Oliver froze for a second, finally realizing Ethan's true intentions. This wasn't mercy at all—he'd let Ken go as bait, planning to reel in a bigger catch.
He wanted to wipe them all out in one go!
Such calculated thinking... it was terrifying!
Earlier, seeing Ethan act so "kind," Oliver had even considered asking when he'd be allowed to leave.
Now, he quickly dismissed that thought...
Actually, when Ethan was busy killing the centipede earlier, Oliver had a chance to escape—the aircraft was right there.
