Chapter 70 A Conversation with Turner

"It doesn't matter."

Turner shook his head and put aside the cotton in his ears, "I don't know why, but I feel that you are always a little familiar as if we have met before."

"Really? In fact, I have the same feeling."

Fit sat beside him and put his arm on Turner's shoulder,

"Then who do you think you are more familiar with? Between Bessie and me."

"Oh, is that lady named Bessie?"

Turner took off his arm and moved aside, "I'm sorry, Fit. I feel more familiar with Bessie."

"Oh, you said you were faithfulness before, and now you're interested in my woman?"

Fit picked up the cigarette and lighter on the table and lit one.

It was already a luxury in the apocalypse.

"No, no. you know, I didn't mean that."

Turner waved his hand.

"Haha, I know. It's just a joke."

Fit took a drag on his cigarette and continued, "Have you lived here for a long time, Turner?"

Turner said after thinking for a while.

"About half a month. I haven't left the town since it was occupied by zombies."