Crazy Smartphone – Part Three [Completed]

The current situation of Old Man Zuo could be described as the worst time of his life. His body was covered in blood and flesh, his clothes, pants, and mage’s robe were all torn into rags, and there was not a single patch of intact skin on his exposed body. He seemed to be unconscious, being held upside down by the zombie kid, showing no signs of struggle or resistance, just breathing out but not in, looking like he could die any second. Life hung by a thread, both human and zombie. Monta wanted to rush forward to rescue him, but when the zombie kid’s cold gaze swept over him, it immediately sent a thick layer of goosebumps over his skin. It felt like being stared down by a ferocious beast. The other seemed to be judging whether he was friend or foe. The gaze was issuing a warning: if Monta made any move that could be misunderstood, the other would attack instantly, though Monta didn’t understand the source of this dangerous feeling. Clearly, the other was a dead man walking, so why had there been such a drastic change in just a few days? Damn, Old Man Zuo had been holed up in the cave for days, not coming out. What kind of evil experiments had he conducted on that kid? Could it be that he had turned the kid into some kind of demonic creature? Why did it seem like the kid was holding Oliver’s leg like a hunter with his prey? What was he doing bringing Oliver’s leg to his mouth? Ah! Oh no! The zombie kid was going to eat human flesh!