C665 A New World(66)

"Hu... Hu..."

In an abandoned repair shop, Xie Yu sat on the ground, panting heavily. Next to his hand was a slightly scuffed Type 54 pistol that he had accidentally come across during his escape and fortunately had quite a few bullets in it.

"Damn zombies, why are they so difficult to deal with?"

After putting the pistol on his waist, Xie Yu picked up a long Square Blade again. In comparison