His arm was so badly bitten that the bone was visible, yet he still did not step back.
It was like a lion king on the prairie, surrounded by a pack of hyenas, fending off on his own. Despite easily hunting prey on typical days, his concerns grew when outnumbered, needing to protect the child beneath him, he could only stand his ground and confront the hyenas.
"Hehe…"
Officer Huang roared furiously as if the roar was igniting the potential within him, burning all his vitality to gain greater strength, vowing to protect the beliefs that permeated his life.
Not far away.
Lin Fan gently swung the Frostmourne in his hand, behind him on the street lay various broken bodies, clearing the zombies as he walked the quiet street in search of the source of the disaster.
Suddenly.
He saw the situation up ahead, frowned slightly; such a scene had unfolded—a group of zombies up to something, then, his gaze extended and within that group of zombies, he spotted a familiar figure.