Third Uncle closely followed the group of Salvation Army, maintaining a certain distance while ensuring not to lose them.
These Salvation Army members, large in number, making roaring noises wherever they went, added a layer of hustle and bustle to this city which should have been silent.
Soon, the Salvation Army discovered a previously surviving group in the County, not many in number, around twenty people. When the Salvation Army found them, they were trying to flee.
Seeing the fierce demeanor of the Salvation Army, it was clear nothing good would come. This small group was eventually surrounded by the Salvation Army, and overwhelmed by the disparity in strength, they were powerless to resist.
This time, the leader of the Salvation Army was a man with a scar across his face, almost blinding one of his eyes.
His scary scar exuded a killing aura, clearly someone who had taken many lives.
