However, Yu Wenxuan's distress signal went unanswered... Ling Mo's attention had already shifted to the captured Old Gou. He could only rely on himself to continue this conversation where the two sides were not on the same wavelength at all...
Right now, Ling Mo was holding his chin, observing the "Bat" zombie held by Xia Na and Black Silk.
The latter glared at him fiercely, struggling madly against the restraints of the silver thread.
"Let's leave it for now, it will talk." Ling Mo stared at it for a couple of seconds, abandoning the idea of questioning it for now.
After all, the "tongue" had been captured, and the cooperation details with the "Zombie Alliance" had been settled, Ling Mo glanced around and then said, "This place caused such a commotion just now, along with this strong smell of blood, I reckon more zombies will gather soon... we should leave first."
