Let's count.
There were eight zombies.
Any survivor facing this situation would ultimately end up being knocked down, torn apart while crying for their parents, and might not even have the chance to turn into a zombie.
Dong Jia, clad in War Armor, was not flustered at all. Facing the zombies' encirclement, she was more than capable, predicting their movements in advance. Although her dodging was not very skilled, it was very effective.
Thrust!
The sharp straight knife gleamed with a cold light, quickly beheading the zombie.
Thick blood flowed.
"Amazing."
Zhu Cheng stared wide-eyed, really wanting to get out of the car and chop down zombies like Dong Jia, but he knew it was just a dream. With his chubby physique, the zombies would definitely pat their bellies, satisfied.
Zhong Hanguo held his shield, ready to charge at any moment, his strength enhanced and his shield maximally reinforced by the crystal. Fighting zombies felt truly exhilarating.
