His existence is a disastrous one for any type of zombie.
At this moment.
Lin Fan, carrying a sword, listened intently as if he heard some sounds. No one else would be able to hear it, but his sensitivity was strong enough to pick up sounds many others couldn't.
"This sounds like gunfire."
Lin Fan was very sensitive to this kind of sound; he would never mistake it. It was coming from over there, and he quickly moved towards it.
A modified vehicle sped across the desolate plain.
Someone was driving the vehicle, while another person was on the truck bed operating the machine gun, crazily shooting at the zombies not too far away.
The zombie was using its limbs rapidly, crawling swiftly with agility, moving side to side to avoid the bullets fired from the machine gun.
"Yang Mei, can you drive faster? This zombie is too fast," shouted the male survivor operating the machine gun. He truly did not expect the zombie they encountered to be so quick.
Moreover, so agile.
