"What, you want to live?"
Tang Ye looked coldly surprised, holding a hand to his ear as if he couldn't believe what he was hearing.
"Haha, you sure didn't wear this expression when you tried to control me."
Tang Ye sneered, his intent to kill palpable. "I'm sorry, but I won't let you off."
With that, Tang Ye turned to leave. Chen Zhou'an looked pale, opening his mouth to speak but saying nothing. He watched as Tang Ye walked through the horde of evolved zombies, no longer intending to command them to attack Tang Ye.
After all, Tang Ye was a Level 6 zombie. To send these lesser zombies against him would only result in their guaranteed death!
Desolate and distraught, Chen Zhou'an collapsed onto the ground, despair apparent in his eyes. After a while, his expression changed sharply. He shivered, gasping as he noticed the iron rod, kicked over by Tang Ye, sticking out of his gut.
Chen Zhouquan hurriedly came forward to help him up.
"What just happened to me?"
