*Splat!*
Blood gushed out from his mouth. Feng Quan incredulously looked at the gaping hole in his chest and then lifted his eyes just in time to see Tang Ye wiping the blood off his fist.
The coldness in his eyes was devoid of any emotion, like a demon rising from hell. Suddenly, Feng Quan realized that this "man" before him, probably didn't give a damn whether he or Hu Gui lived or died.
He's killed so many people, what's two more?
The world turned over. Feng Quan collapsed onto the ground with a 'thud', eyes bulging wide as he watched the sky. The rise and fall of his belly clearly showed that he wasn't dead yet.
Tang Ye had not gone in with his full strength, purposely sparing his life. Some people could still be useful on their deathbed.
Otherwise, if Tang Ye had used all his might, Feng Quan's body would be turned into a bloody pulp instantly.
The strength of a Level 5 zombie was no joke.
