Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
As the ordinary zombie, having lost connection and reverted to its nature's howl, lunged at Lin Fan, its head was instantly severed from its body, leaving everyone clueless about what just happened.
The head rolled on the ground like a soccer ball, and finally lay there motionless, eyes wide open, staring blankly.
Wang Zixuan sat there as calm as an old dog, silently watching. He was part of Lin Fan's group, and in such situations, he couldn't show any abnormality.
One must be as steady as an old dog to oversee the entire situation.
Wang Zixuan looked at the self-proclaimed Zombie Dominator; indeed, it was quite arrogant. It seemed unafraid because it controlled zombies, or maybe it hadn't seen Lin Fan's strength firsthand, dismissing humans as insignificant beings that could be easily crushed?
Intelligence in zombies doesn't necessarily mean being very smart.
Before turning into zombies, perhaps their brains weren't that clever.
