On the deathly silent street, a dozen zombies were scattered among abandoned vehicles, swaying aimlessly.
A cold wind blew by, causing a shaking billboard to emit a slight "creak" sound.
A blood-stained pocket was "whooshed" up by the wind, then it spun down to the ground and was precisely stepped on by a foot.
The nearest zombie immediately turned its head, its distorted face showed wide-open red eyes, like a wild beast fiercely leaping forward, tumbling directly over from behind the car.
"Heh heh!"
The zombie let out a senseless roar from its throat, pouncing down from atop the car roof.
"Pfft!"
The Tang Blade flicked upwards from below, spurting fresh blood immediately. The zombie heavily fell to the ground.
Even while not yet dead, this zombie still struggled to reach for a foot not far away.
Li Yalin looked down at it without any intention to dodge; instead, with an expressionless face, she raised her foot, the high-heel pressing down hard on that hand.
