191: Mutated Corpses

Mutated Corpses

Qiao Wenjuan wanted to eat Third Junior Wei alive!1

When Qiao Wenjuan was flung onto the ground earlier, she clearly saw how this cowardly man did not know to stick up for her at all. He even kept shrinking back when he saw how vicious Qiao Mu's punches were, afraid that she would affect him.

"Give me…"

Third Junior Wei hastily covered Qiao Wenjuan's clamorous mouth and forcibly dragged her out of the town. "Wife, be quiet! We shouldn't be noisy right now! The whole group has left, we're the only two left. No one will stand up for us if anything happens!"

"What freaking stand up…" As soon as Qiao Wenjuan opened her mouth, Third Junior Wei covered it again. She wanted to die from how unpleasant the taste of blood was in her mouth.

"Wife, you're too impulsive! I have to admonish you, if you didn't scream like that earlier, they wouldn't have kicked us out of the team." Third Junior Wei dragged Qiao Wenjuan out of the town.

He was the strength type of superhuman, so Qiao Wenjuan could not resist against his restraint at all.

When they arrived at the town's entrance, Qiao Wenjuan suddenly exclaimed in surprise and vigorously yanked the man's arm off. She was fearfully gawking at a certain spot.

There was a person with hair draping down their back—their gender indistinguishable—sitting on a rock at the town's entrance with their back to them.

The person's hands were slowly combing through their unkempt hair, giving off an indescribably bone-chilling feeling.

Thankfully, it was broad daylight right now. If it was night time, a person would definitely be terrified into an illness.

The husband and wife gathered their courage and skirted on the side, trying their best to avoid contact with the person on the rock.

Abruptly, that "person" turned around. Their frighteningly large eyes were bulging out of their sunken eye sockets.

The creature bared its teeth at them, exposing its two abnormally sharp fangs. The creature got off of the rock without wasting any more time and sprang toward them.

Qiao Wenjuan fell down butt-first on the ground from fright. Third Junior Wei had no mind to care about Qiao Wenjuan anymore and hastily dashed out of the town as though he greased the soles of his feet.

The zombie swiped Qiao Wenjuan's left arm, exposing the bone in her arm, and the pain caused Qiao Wenjuan to squint.

"Third Junior Wei, you cursed donkey!" Qiao Wenjuan shouted from shock and terror.

Upon seeing that the frightening zombie was about to pounce on her face, Qiao Wenjuan took a deep breath, and an astonishing speed erupted from her. She bypassed the zombie and shot out of the town in a single breath.

"Roar!" Its prey escaped before it was about to be eaten! The zombie quickly stumbled around and staggeringly chased after the husband and wife who ran out of the town.

"Roar! Roar!"

Although Third Junior Wei had superior strength compared to normal people, his speed could not compare to Qiao Wenjuan's at all.

Qiao Wenjuan shot past him in a flash. Third Junior Wei looked back and saw the zombie wildly screaming and chasing after him. He angrily shouted in a panic, "Wenjuan, why did you lead him out here?!"

"You cursed useless man!" Qiao Wenjuan shouted in rage. Her strength burst to its limits, and she barreled forward while hissing, "Go die!"

Third Junior Wei had an extremely foul expression. He wanted to say something but suddenly heard the sound of wind assaulting his back.

He turned around to look, and the zombie's claws scratched his face.

How could this be?

Third Junior Wei's eyes shot open in terror.

The speed of zombies had always been very sluggish. He might not run faster than Qiao Wenjuan, but he was still a lot faster than normal people.

However, now…

What kind of zombie was this? How could its speed be so astonishing?

Third Junior Wei did not have time to think further on this. He swung a punch at the zombie and could hear a crisp crack from its body.

Joy filled Third Junior Wei, but the zombie's frightening fangs latched onto his throat a second later.

"Ah…"

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