The truth was so astonishing, yet everything before him forced him to believe it.
So this was Zhang Ye's secret?
Zheng Youcai once again looked around in panic and saw more and more figures emerging from the darkness, most of whom were wielding weapons.
Wooden clubs, metal pipes, and even some simply holding bricks.
They weren't ordinary zombies.
They didn't just bite with their mouths but also grabbed with their hands, smashed with wooden clubs, stabbed with metal pipes, or brandished bricks with fierce momentum before smashing them onto the faces of their enemies.
Compared to the horde outside, these zombies were clearly more disciplined and organized.
Fearless of pain and unafraid of death.
With just a single thought, they would charge at the enemy one after another.
"Haha, good beating!"
"It's that skinny monkey, daring to look at my female employee with a body like a pole?"
"Beat him, break his fifth leg!"
