The night was pitch black like ink.
Cool as water.
At this moment, Xie Liuhai felt a raging fire within him, fueled by anger. It seemed ready to burst forth from the top of his head.
He had not expected that, without zombies, a person could be so ruthlessly treated.
His footsteps didn't stop, heading towards the direction lit by the light, he gradually could see clearly.
It was a man.
The man was scruffy, with long hair and a ragged beard, looking like a wild man. His whole body was tattered.
In his hand, it seemed he held a long weapon.
It seemed he no longer wanted to hide, at this moment he no longer concealed himself, instead he walked directly towards Xie Liuhai.
This is good!
Xie Liuhai was furious, thinking, "Watch how I deal with you."
Pretending to be a ghost!
The two got closer.
Xie Liuhai thrust his spear straight at him.
