C115 I Won't Tell You the Truth!
Lee Biao let out a series of screams as he writhed backward, his legs shaking uncontrollably, too weak to stand. Incontinence betrayed his fear, and he couldn't muster the strength to rise. Terror-stricken, he looked up, his eyes bulging, the screams from his throat abruptly silenced.
Wang Ba's severed neck was clamped in the grotesque maw of a mutated zombie
