"Didn't expect Celestial Horse Island to gather such ruthless survivors..."
The vehicle slowly moved forward. Gong Chengming looked back at the mountain and expressed his feelings.
Everyone in the truck fell into silence. They belonged to the elite team of the Survivor Alliance, but at the moment, they could not speak ill or sarcastic words. The fierce battle had just occurred not long ago, and they heard the violent explosion clearly. Coupled with so many bodies, they could indirectly determine the capability of the survivor team on Celestial Horse Island.
Gong Chengming turned back, changed the topic, and said with a smile, "But the kid working just now seemed a bit naive, not very clever."
"Director, is there something special about the cigarette you gave him?"
A team member asked with curiosity.
