The originally blue iron truck was dyed blood red.

Finally, after paying the price of forty-seven zombies, the truck suddenly shook and black smoke rose from the front of the truck.

"Roar!"

The zombies roared, and thousands of zombies rushed towards the blue truck.

Mo Ling frowned slightly, but the man in the cab of the truck still showed no reaction and just kept stepping on the accelerator.

"Get off! Or die!"

Her voice was cold. Since the truck had been stopped, as long as the people in the truck were willing to get out, she didn't necessarily have to kill them.

After all, they are now survivors of the same base. Although Mo Ling's character is cold, he is not cruel and murderous.

No one responded.

The scene before her eyes made her heart sink.

Why can't I feel the breath of living people...

"Roar!"

Groups of zombies have already rushed towards the car door. In the next second, these bloodthirsty zombies will be able to taste the delicious taste of flesh and blood.

The moment the corpse's mouth came into contact with the driver.

Dots of red light suddenly appeared from hundreds of zombies in front of the car.

In an instant, four hundred zombies suddenly turned their heads and looked at Mo Ling not far away.
Chapter completed!