C335 The Mysterious Race, the Soul Race.!(2)

The dog-headed zombie, who had never spoken to Yan Ziwei before, finally opened its mouth and spoke.

Yan Ziwei laughed out loud.

"I thought you wouldn't speak."

There were no zombies around him anymore, but with his current strength, if he really faced the black dog zombie head on, he was afraid that the other party would not be able to resist his power. Therefore