"Thank you, Little Brother. Thank you for telling us. Otherwise, we definitely wouldn't have been able to escape the pursuit of these zombies."
The middle-aged man leaned against the glass door of the supermarket and panted.
After resting for a while, the middle-aged man stood up and looked outside the glass door.
Bam! Bam!
The zombies outside the door were still banging on the door, unwilling to give up. Every time they hit the door, normal people would feel very painful, as if they were fighting for their lives.
However, these were all zombies, so they had no sense of pain.
"We can't let them continue smashing like this. You have to know that it will be dangerous if they continue," the middle-aged man quickly said to the others.
At this moment, another man stood up and asked, "Brother Liu, what should we do?"
The other party was also one of the two people holding a gun.
