"Ah!!"
A scream came from the left.
A woman in a denim leather jacket lay decapitated on the ground, standing next to her was a man holding a machete.
The man opened his eyes wide, looking at the blood on his hands, his face full of disbelief, shouting, "No, no! This can't be real."
Su Changxing knew that the two of them seemed to be lovers, who knew each other before the apocalypse but established their relationship during it.
The situation quickly became wrong, as if someone was screaming at every moment, and everyone was warily paying attention to the people around them to prevent sudden attacks.
"You ingrate!"
A Long was about to smash the machete down on Huang Longhu's head on the ground.
Wu Qingsheng kicked A Long to the ground as well, shouting, "Everyone stay where you are, don't move."
The situation did not improve, becoming even more chaotic.
A few people wrestled together, going at it with lethal intent, covered in blood and flesh.
