In the monitoring room, Yasin watched the silent farce on the screen with great interest, a trace of disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth. He lightly patted Vivian Sinclair's head, who was diligently sucking his cock.
Vivian obediently put Yasin's cock away, zipped up his pants for him, then stood up and lit a cigar for Yasin.
Yasin picked up the rifle placed on the nearby table, took a gentle puff of the cigar, and strode out of the safe house with the rifle held in one hand.
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"Everyone ready? Later, Chai Lee will be responsible for guarding the door. Once she opens it, everyone will rush out together. If there are zombies outside, we'll immediately retreat. If there aren't any, we'll scatter and cover each other, taking up defensive positions outside. The moment that guy shows up, don't hesitate, shoot him immediately! Understood?"
