"Fuck your mother, fuck your mother, fuck, fuck..."
Wu Baokang dual-wielded weapons, transforming into a berserk warrior, even using his legs, but unfortunately, he could only watch as his companions were torn apart by zombies. Amidst the chaotic battle, he was not yet skilled enough to turn the tide.
Just when he should have been disheartened or figuring out a way to break the deadlock, Zhang Su's figure flashed in Wu Baokang's mind. He wondered what Zhang Su would do if he were here, whether he could save these useless fools from the zombies' jaws.
Ow! Ow!
A brief moment of distraction resulted in a forceful blow to his abdomen, jolting Wu Baokang back to reality. Two zombies crashed into the counter in front of him, their wide-open maws dangerously close!
His heart sank. He sharply raised his elbow, striking one of them, but the other's mouth was already wide open, jagged teeth visible. If nothing unexpected happened, one part of his chest would soon be bitten.
