Even a martial arts champion or a shooting champion, when exposed from behind and unguarded, could hardly withstand a dagger.
When the dagger directly stabbed into the back of Duan Donghuo's head...
In Duan Donghuo's mind, he was still thinking about the paid content.
Wen Xishu said:
"A dagger over the word for 'lust'; I chose to stab it into your head, fitting, isn't it? The power of love is truly immense."
Duan Donghuo could no longer respond to Wen Xishu.
At this moment, it seemed his consciousness had been split in two by that dagger.
Duan Donghuo fell to the ground, dead.
The surrounding zombies slowly crawled over. Wen Xishu took Duan Donghuo's keys and two guns, ignoring the zombies that lunged to feast on him.
When he returned to the villa filled with supplies, carrying a handgun, a shotgun, a steel pipe, and a dagger, new prompts appeared in his mind.
