In his eyes, the ambulance was completely out of sight, and several zombies closest to the window were scratching and tearing at the man's body inside the driver's seat through the shattered windshield.
The man remained motionless, trapped in the cab and growing weaker by the moment, now allowing a group of beasts to puppeteer him at will.
However… upon closer inspection, you'd notice that there was a faint smile perpetually lingering at the corners of the man's tightly closed lips.
The girl, already soaked with tears, was crying out hoarsely, betraying helplessness and sorrow.
Her hands clutched the railing as her delicate body slumped down powerlessly, and as she descended, her once earth-shattering cries gradually softened until they turned into sobbing whimpers.
"Damn it!" Hu Xiaodong punched the wall, and crimson blood immediately dyed his knuckles, feeling more useless than he had ever felt in his 30 years of life.
