A group of people stood by as Zhou Shuli and his group drove out of the building slowly, heading for the street. Zhou Shuli and his confidants were in their best vehicle, Hummer. The others were in a different car. At the back of the pick-up truck, a person was bound onto a long rope with a noose that wrapped around the person`s neck.
It was Zhang Caixuan.
Her hands and feet were tied while a huge gash traced her mouth to the bottom of her ear, just as what Zhou Shuli had said. Her entire gum could clearly be seen. Veins bulged out of the skin that was exposed. She was tortured to look the same as the zombies, but her blood was red unlike the zombie`s dark color. Fresh blood was dripping from her mouth. She was being dragged as she skidded along the cement floor, clearly wounding her skin.
"Ah-- -"
