"Oh my," Emily said in astonishment, "This is a fat sheep."
The last wave of autumn sun scorched the asphalt road, and a few zombies were wandering aimlessly in front of the road. Ethan Zhou stepped on the accelerator, knocked them away with a few bangs, and then stopped on the side of the road.
A container truck remained in an overturned position, its doors wide open and the cab splattered with black blood.
Lucas Yan narrowed his eyes: "Isn't this the car that Feng drove last night?"
"They came to me early this morning and asked if I could borrow a car so that they could use their Alpha initiative to clear the zombies in the surrounding areas." Ethan Zhou picked up a crowbar and jumped out of the car. The sun shone on his arrogant short hair and sunglasses. His expression looked malicious no matter how you looked at it: "I knew something was wrong as soon as I heard it. Are these stupid Alphas so diligent?"
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