Zhou Rong threw the chip onto the cockpit, unbuckled his seatbelt, pulled open the cabin door, and with a cold, biting wind, turned back and laughed:
“Wait for us in the South China Sea.”
That laugh was incredibly bold and unrestrained. Ding Shi frantically reached out, but Zhou Rong had already leaped, jumping down in a startled cry!
Swooping down from □□ meters high, Zhou Rong landed steadily, drawing the assault □□ from his back.
Amidst everyone’s frenzied shouting, he resolutely departed, disappearing into the city’s perilous black night.
Zhou Rong closed his eyes, allowing himself to wallow in regret and sorrow for just a brief moment. A few seconds later, he opened his eyes, forcing himself back into combat mode, firing a grappling gun from the top of a utility pole and swiftly moving to the next street block.
Meanwhile, one kilometer away, a figure, wrapped in chilling wind, staggered into a certain residential house, seemingly completely unaware of the deadly danger lurking in the corner.
As boots treaded on shattered glass, a shadow stirred in the room. From the darkness, a decaying gray-black face emerged, seemingly catching the scent of fresh human flesh, its murky eyeballs rolling.
The mostly rotted chest cavity leaked air, and the zombie unsteadily rose, its predatory desire rapidly surging. It lunged forward, viciously grabbing the newcomer and biting down!
The taste of flesh and blood instantly filled the rotting mouth, but before the zombie could take a second bite, a crisp crack sounded from its cervical vertebrae.
The zombie’s head tilted at a strange angle, then was lifted by one hand and slammed heavily against the wall, brain matter splattered across half the wall.
Si Nan let out a blurry groan.
He vaguely felt his wrist hurt but couldn’t see what had happened, so he reached out to touch it, feeling something wet and fleshy.
I was bitten by a zombie, flashed through his subconscious.
This was actually quite strange because he felt as if he were walking on clouds, with constantly shifting halos and spots before his eyes. His mental world switched back and forth between reality and illusion, unable to remember who he was or determine whether he was standing, sitting, or had already fallen.
But he just knew he had been bitten by a zombie.
