The right foot stomped on the brake, Lin Junfu decisively stopped, as the vehicle approached the zombie horde's moment, the steering wheel swiftly turned right, and the vehicle immediately crashed sideways. The blocking zombies were smashed all over the place, and an iron path emerged out of thin air.
As soon as the car stopped, Wei Dazhuang, Wang Qiang leaped and flashed out.
Subsequently, Wang Zhongyu, Wu Chao, Wen Quanxin, and Hu Xiaodong also jumped out of the car one after another.
With the addition of these fresh forces, the battle situation immediately reversed.
Wei Dazhuang's double scythes flew up and down, where they reached, blood splattered, flesh flew, he appeared like a Hell Messenger that locked human lives.
Though Wang Qiang was not as graceful and smooth as Wei Dazhuang, the tool in his hand was not to be underestimated, and in just a short time, the beasts that met their demise under their feet numbered no less than ten, at least seven or eight.
