In the silence of the night, Zhao Lin's voice suddenly rang out loudly.
Ji Ruxue on the second floor was left speechless upon hearing the commotion.
Mystic?
Mystic my ass!
Do I look like a mystic to you?
Does this policewoman have some serious brain issues?
Even at a time like this, she's not hurrying to escape and has to say such a thing.
Does she think she's shooting a martial arts film?!
To Ji Ruxue, it even seemed like Zhao Lin shouting out loud in front of all the zombies was no different from selling out her teammates…
If she hadn't seen this policewoman getting killed twice by evolved zombies, Ji Ruxue would have suspected Zhao Lin of intentionally tipping off the zombies.
"Was she this stupid even before the apocalypse? No wonder she, despite her monstrous talent, stopped short at the Emperor Level."
