Slaughter, in Progress! 

"Wu Wu Wu!"

"Boom!"

"Wu Wu Wu!"

"Boom!"

Every time Yingying swung her fist, it was as if a beautiful high school girl was acting coquettishly towards you like she couldn't let go. She even had her own voice acting. It was as if she was cheering herself on. It was as if she didn't want to hit you and just barely gave you a light punch. 

However, the old man with the sunglasses was miserable. Glancing at the potholes behind him from the corner of his eye, he could roughly guess what would happen if the punch had hit him. 

At the very least, this body would definitely collapse. It was hard to say whether his soul would have a chance to escape. 

The most painful thing was this female zombie seemed to have done it on purpose. She pretended to be cute and weak, but her punches were fatal!