C749 Senile Dementia

With both hands holding the zombie's terrifying head, the zombie's mouth kept opening and closing, but it was scared half to death by Guan Ming.

"What are you screaming for?"

Wang Yi came in through the entrance and looked at the frightened Guan Ming. He reached out and picked up the zombie's head, then threw it out of the car.

There wasn't much space inside the tank