Facing the door, everyone filed out one after another.
As soon as they stepped out of the hallway, King Tang and the others instinctively looked toward the distance.
Less than a hundred meters away, a dense group of zombies gathered, forming a daunting and terrifying mass.
Undoubtedly, the man they were searching for was nowhere to be seen, likely facing grim prospects...
Understanding that now was not the time for sentimentality, Tang Xiaoquan took the lead and pulled a baseball bat from his bag, then loudly shouted: "Acheng, Qiang, for Brother Du, we have to fight our way out alive. Let's go!"
The baseball bat was like an extended club, and any zombies attempting to approach were struck down mercilessly.
Tang Xiaoquan was at the forefront with a clear goal: to reduce the threat zombies posed to Acheng behind him as swiftly as possible.
Thus, rather than using a sharp spear to pierce the zombies one by one, the method of swinging the clumsy bat was clearly more efficient.
