‘Brotherly Love Runs Deep’

The sky had turned dark by the time the Old Task Force settled down. The setting sun's rays draped an orange-yellow veil over the entire city.

Jiang Baimian and the others changed their clothes, hid their Ice Mosses and United 202s, slowly left Ah Fu's Gun Shop, and entered South Street.

Being in such a large settlement, they didn't want to eat canned food, biscuits, or energy bars.

Long Yuehong looked around as he walked. "It's much more lively than before."

At this moment, people were coming and going on South Street. They were dressed in all kinds of clothes. Some seemed to come from the mountains and forests, and some effused the charm of the Old World.

Among them, the cars drove slowly as if they were breaking through the waves.

The noodle shops, food outlets, and restaurants on both sides were almost filled with people, be it good or bad.