Pfft, pfft!
Three corpses fell to the ground, a cold wind blew past, chilling their faces, as Zhang Xin and seven others stood dumbfounded at the scene in front of them.
This was the right smell...
The ruthless force Zhang Su had when he took people to slaughter zombies in the garden back then — this was the smell, it was still him!
Even those who didn't believe Zhang Su led zombies to massacre other camps started to believe...
"Ah!"
Suddenly a scream shattered the silence.
"Shut the hell up!"
Zhang Xin's reaction was quick this time, turning around to fire a few bullets at the neutral guy who screamed!
Bang, bang, bang...
Those indecisive people who didn't take sides, thinking neutrality could please both ends, met a tragic fate.
"Oh man, you and Old Tan were too fast, couldn't leave one for me and Xiaochen?"
Zhao Dezhu was holding a gun, just getting off the car, face full of frustration — this ended too quickly.
"Yeah, Brother Su, not cool."
