Even with dim vision, everyone could see Zhao Xiong's neck and stomach bulging out, stretched by the flesh.
With a bang, Tang Zheng fired his gun, blowing Zhuo Yijie's head apart. Two tentacles were severed, falling to the ground and still twitching and twisting. However, they hadn't died and continued to hold on to Zhao Xiong.
"Look out!" Qian Wen suddenly cried out. On the opposite side of the tunnel, a large horde of zombies wandered over, quickening their pace after hearing the gunshots.
Dong Zixuan held the machine gun ready to spray fire while everyone's faces turned somewhat grave; there were many zombies, and they completely blocked the tunnel.
"Kong Licheng, where are you?" Tang Zheng didn't waste his handgun bullets and slipped it back into the holster. "Let's fall back for now, keep our distance, and use hit-and-run tactics to drag them to their deaths."
