Rooftop.
"How could such a massive corpse tide suddenly arise? It's over, completely over!"
Zhang Xi's eyes were wide open, lips trembling, as he spoke shakily.
This level of corpse horde, he had never seen anything like it in Beicheng. Compared to this horde, the Dragon Tiger Gang was nothing, like a mere plant!
"Bro, what should we do? Should we make a quick retreat? This corpse tide is definitely deadly!"
Zhang Xi turned to the silent Zhang Qing and hesitantly asked.
"No, the horde is moving too fast. A large group can't make it out. You and I could leave, but the Dragon Tiger Gang would definitely fall apart. Rebuilding it later would be incredibly difficult."
Zhang Qing's face was somber as he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and spoke calmly.
"Then what should we do now? If we don't leave, it will be too late!"
Zhang Xi was extremely anxious, pacing back and forth.
