Chen Che was focused on cutting down each and every zombie.
He saw an old zombie lunging at him from the ground like a wild hunting dog.
This was previously the highest authority in the entire Ninth Special Zone's political bureau, the President of the Council, Vazmir.
Now, this President had completely turned into a zombie.
Looking at the President in front of him, Chen Che slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air. A glint of scarlet flashed in his eyes as he raised his hand and brought down his blade. The roaring chainsaw cut him in half!
The President's body fell heavily to the ground, the blood carrying a stench. A once prominent figure died absurdly, died miserably, died desolately.
Life is unpredictable—who can accurately foresee their own end? Life is but this.
In the surrounding blocks, the three captains, Kainan, Angduo, and Li Jifu, led their men to round up and intercept, not allowing a single zombie to escape.
