"No, this mutated infected person is deliberately leading us to the branch building of the shelter." Joanalin said in shock.
However, realizing this, it was too late. The three of them rushed out of the alley and onto the street. At the end of the street was the tall office building.
But these are not the main point. Joanalin's eyes only stayed on the dazzling reflective glass for a moment, and then fell on the figure standing in front of the building.
He was a tall man. Calling him a man may not be accurate. His back looked more like an 18-year-old young man who had just entered college, with a youthful look all over his body.
"Oh? The guests are here." The young man's voice was slow and magnetic, with an indescribable charm.
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