"You bastard!"
Zhang Su licked his lips coldly, glanced at the zombies on the street that were ready to move, and twisted his ankle.
He had always been wary of Ma Xuechuo, never letting his guard down from start to finish. To his surprise, the other party really made a crooked move, hitting the nail on the head!
Zheng Xinyu swung her club into the air, stumbled with the momentum, then turned to look at Zhang Su's livid face and hurriedly asked, "Are you okay?"
"Brother Su, are you alright?"
Zhong Xiaoshan saw Zhang Su seemed to have twisted his ankle and quickly supported him.
"I'm fine, but he's not going to be!"
Zhang Su squinted his eyes and strode towards Ma Xuechuo, who was two meters away. His right ankle hurt a bit from exerting too much force earlier, but it was bearable.
"I gave you a way out, and you tried to kill me?"
Zhang Su walked up to Ma Xuechuo, looking down at him with indescribably cold eyes that would make even a dog shiver.
