"It's over, it's over, it doesn't want us to live!" Li Jiaming looked pessimistic.

Li Fang's eyes were already shining brightly, but in fact, the trace of luck and hope hidden in her heart was completely shattered.

Li Feng's entire face stiffened, and then it became as black as the bottom of a pot.

It seems that they didn't die at the hands of zombies this time, but became the food of this third-order mutant dog.

The pessimistic thoughts of Li Feng and the others had just passed by, but they never thought that the third-order mutant dog didn't seem to be coming for them.