Come to think of it, other than their group, what other shelter hunting team in Sea City would dare to think about the corpse tide.
Henry: [Ronald, you go and lure them over here].
Ronald: [OK!]
Ronald mounts the Ghostfire motorcycle and rushes towards the corpses with a strange shriek, his horn honking loudly.
This outrageous scene almost didn't scare the group of survivors who joined later to death, those who didn't know thought he had gone insane.
A few minutes later, Ronald managed to pull in hundreds of monsters, wailing and screaming strangely as he rushed back.
"What are you thinking, hit!"
Dozens of rifles struck at the same time, the power was quite astonishing, those blood corpses and blood dogs fell in pieces, even the night demons with extremely powerful defense couldn't withstand such horrifying firepower and regretfully died.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
