C487 The Blood Flowed like a River but It Eventually Stopped(1)
As the car pulled into Yangxi Village, Qin Mengli, Wu Jiang, and the others were met with the sight of Tang Bing, covered in wounds, seated at the front of a white sedan with a shattered window.
His clothing was stained black, and his quivering hand still dripped with zombie blood.
A single look revealed a staggering number of dismembered zombie corpses.
Big Cat lay beside Tang Bing