As if sensing Lin Fan's hostility, the unknown special zombie emitted a low growl, like a warning, as if to say, you'd better not come over.
"Huang City is not a place where you can do whatever you want,"
Having said that,
Lin Fan swung the Frost Mourning in his hand, chopping a sword towards the unknown special zombie.
Splat!
Severed at the waist, the hefty body split apart, viscous fluid splattering everywhere.
It was over.
He turned around, ready to walk toward Han Shuang and the others.
But wait.
He stood there, not receiving a notification of killing the zombie, which meant the unknown special zombie was not yet dead. It was somewhat unrealistic, as the zombies he encountered were usually dispatched with a single sword strike, whether he chopped off their heads or cut them in half.
There was a sound from behind, like something falling off.
