There were seven people in the Mercedes RV. Except for Yu Qing who was slightly inferior, the other six were all formidable fighters. Pang Dakun was unwilling to kill the familiar-faced zombies of Shuwa Village, but he was not weak.
Yet, even so, they still felt like there was an endless stream of zombies surrounding the car. As soon as they killed one, two more would squeeze in to take its place, snarling and shrieking.
Dark blood plasma and tissue fluid splattered everywhere in the dim light—on the car body, curtains, sofa, and coffee table. The interior of the car was like a dye shop, with various colors sprayed all over, not to mention the people, who were in a complete mess.
Compared to the ample combat power inside the Mercedes RV, the situation at the Fukner Meifu was rather worrisome. There were only three women in the car: the driver Tan Huajun, Pei Lan, whose arm was still in a sling, and Zhang Ya...
