During a frantic chase, Liu Baodong ran blindly into rows of shelves.
The floor was littered with various items, and some of the shelves had collapsed in the middle, making escaping exceptionally difficult.
However, the more panicked one became, the more likely they were to be affected by obstacles.
Feeling the distance between them closing, Liu Baodong was terrified and screamed silently:
"Help… Help me!"
There were zombies appearing occasionally on the road, and two zombies were relentlessly pursuing him from front and back.
But dealing with the zombies on the road was already difficult enough, to confront those two special ones was really too much for him.
Just this running had made him feel like he was reaching his physical limits.
Regrettably, no matter where he ran, he didn't encounter any of his suddenly missing companions, which left his desire for assistance unfulfilled.
"What the hell is going on!?"
