The distance between the zombies and them was getting closer, and their numbers were increasing rapidly at a visually perceptible speed.
Tang Xiaoquan knew that the time left in reality was running out for him. If he couldn't quickly find a way to escape, death would be the only thing awaiting him and his companions.
His eyes scanning everywhere, Tang Xiaoquan tried to find anything that could cut the hemp rope, because he knew very well that getting rid of his restraints was a prerequisite for any escape plan.
But what left him feeling powerless was that, in his field of vision, aside from the empty streets, there wasn't even a place to hide.
Just when Tang Xiaoquan was feeling frustrated and helpless, the sound of glass shattering interrupted his thoughts.
Looking towards the source of the sound, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but be startled, his eyes narrowing sharply.
