There were no wounds or rotten parts on the male zombie's body. Instead, his bluish-pale skin added a mysterious charm to his handsome face. If not for the black eyes and sharp nails on his hands, one might never have associated him with a zombie.
Not long after, four zombies leapt onto the rooftop and knelt in front of him.
"Rrrhh... Roarr..."
"Grhhh hrhh rrhhh..."
After one of them let out several low growls, the handsome zombie looked toward the gas station and growled in a low, hoarse voice, "Grhhh!"
As soon as they heard the growl, the four zombies nodded and jumped down from the rooftop. Raising their heads, they let out a roar in unison, "Roar!!"
In the next moment, the huge group of zombies divided into four smaller groups. The four zombies went in different directions, each leading a group with them.
Still standing on the rooftop, the handsome zombie looked down at his sharp nail. Hatred and anger flashed in his black eyes as he clenched his fists tightly.
