North gate of Beite Street.
Watching the guns and ammunition being loaded into the caravan and transported out, Old Walter, who was guarding the prisoners, slurred his tongue, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.
"If that guy had delivered the gun earlier, he might not have lost."
The survivors of Bate Street never touched the gun, because their respected mayor had no intention of making them affordable.
As for the reason, he can also think clearly.
Compared with the plunderers who can be pacified with money, the scavengers who cannot feed themselves under his feet are what he is really afraid of.
Old Charlie, who just came back from pacifying the survivors, happened to hear