"Get away—oh no, save me!"
Han Rui flew out, her whole body aching, her head heavy.
Upon seeing a figure before her eyes, her long career as a policewoman made her instinctively tell the person to get away. After all, that zombie was too terrifying, not something an ordinary person could handle.
But as soon as she came to her senses and saw that the person was sitting in a car—and a car that had been reinforced with steel plates at that—she immediately changed her plea, asking the person to save her.
Wang Tao didn't immediately go to save Han Rui, nor did he leave. Instead, he grabbed the horned hammer and directly opened the car door to get out.
Whoosh—
The rain outside was heavy, instantly drenching Wang Tao's clothes.
"You—"
Han Rui glared at the sizeable man before her.
If he didn't run now, it would be too late to try later! He couldn't possibly believe he could beat that zombie, could he? With all those muscles?
