Yang Honglin never expected to be held at knifepoint by a woman. His eyes darkened, and his lips pursed with a hint of ridicule, "People from City A came to our place to sell supplies?"
The roads in City B were cut off, and the vast city, with the distance between the south and north ends, seemed like it spanned mountains and seas.
Moreover, City B no longer had any signal. One end of a street had no idea what was happening at the other.
Let alone this place, on the edge of a landfill, where no one would deliberately come just to tell them that people from City A were selling supplies at the city entrance.
"Why can't people from City A come here to sell supplies? Don't you know that City A has abundant supplies?"
Hua Mi glanced sidelong at the children in the room, frail as twigs, "Spill it, why is a cop like you here? What are you planning to do with these kids?"
"What can I do with them? They're all orphans; they have no one. If no one looks after them, then I will."