Du Ruan carried the feverish Chu Mohe with worry spread across his face. The number of zombies around them had increased and Third Brother and himself were bitten once. He was unsure of Third Brother's situation.
Du Ruan looked at his Boss, who maintained a cold face as he continued to execute the zombies, and spoke up. "Boss, why don't you guys go ahead first?"
Cold air was emitted from Yun Huan's body as his speed in killing zombies became faster. He pursed up his thin lips, but his complexion became paler.
Lin Qing and Lin Bai were at their respective flanks killing zombies and shouted towards Du Ruan: "What bullshit are you talking about? We will definitely not leave!"
With that said, he quickened his movements. But as a wave of zombies were killed, another wave surrounded them.
The three started to perspire in cold sweat as their complexions became paler. Their physical endurance was evidently at the limit.
