The cry for help and screams were growing more and more distant.
Those in the car could no longer pay attention to their fellow companions who had been slaughtered. They all looked outside nervously, occasionally glancing back as if terrified something might be following them.
Chen Xiaoyong's face had long lost its usual calmness. While driving, he cursed softly,
"Damn that Peng Yue!"
"Do I have some kind of bad fate with him or what!"
He kept recalling the events of the past days in his mind. Everything seemed to be going so smoothly, yet at the very last moment, this unexpected problem had arisen!
The zombies, as if blind, had completely ignored Peng Yue's men and charged directly at them outside the door!
What in the world was going on?
No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't understand what had happened, feeling as if an invisible hand was controlling everything that was unfolding before him.
Over ten lives had been laid down just to capture those zombies.
