C8 More Powerful Zombies

There was a huge palm print on Zhao Yang's neck.

His eyes were filled with terror and resentment.

"Hmph, what's the use of being fierce to me?"

Zhao Yang said, "This won't change the reality!"

He stared at the live stream of the players.

After Qin Zhan covered the coffin, he ripped off the countless white cloth from the spirit hall shed, twisted it into a hemp shape