The violent noise and metal twisting made Huang Sea startle.
He yanked the diaper off his face, bloodshot eyes looking toward the iron door.
There was a gigantic bulge on it.
Someone or something massive had crashed into it.
"Bang!"
An explosive noise shook the white dust off around the door frame.
The sound startled the four people inside the supermarket.
The other two retreated further into the supermarket racks, leaving Huang Sea and the young man by the counter.
Huang Sea hurried towards the young man, unsure if their noise had alarmed the monster outside, making the crashes more frequent and intense.
The flimsy metal door slowly deformed under the assault. Huang Sea peered around the counter towards the metal door’s edge.
Behind the bending door, a large patch of iron-grey skin appeared, a giant-like sturdy foot stomped onto the iron door.
A zombie’s head squeezed through the bent gap, crimson eyes locking onto Huang Sea’s.
"Roar!"
Huang Sea’s oily, wax-yellowed complexion instantly went ashen.
The next moment, a steel signboard crushed the head directly.
The blood-stained letters of "Yunan Road" jammed onto the metal door.
Butcher pulled it out roughly, yanked away the ordinary zombie underfoot, and bent down to peer through the door gap, a sinister grin on his plump face.
Huang Sea covered his mouth, body slowly slipping behind the counter.
Facial muscles paralyzed by fear, features scattered.
"Boom!"
The metal door got completely kicked open, toppling several shelves.
Butcher’s towering 2.5-meter frame wedged into the tiny supermarket.
His heavy breathing like sonic waves crashed against walls, echoing back layer upon layer.
Huang Sea hardly knew why his damned heart still beat.
If only he’d have a heart attack to spare himself.
Now his only solace was the young man beside him, equally pale-faced.
At least, on the road to the underworld, he’d have a companion.
Lost in thoughts, Huang Sea suddenly heard strange sounds.
Like the motorbike revs that woke him up late at night before.
From afar, nearing fast, a noise he once cursed to crash, blasted madly.
"Roar—"
The sound closed in, bringing uncontrollable joy to Huang Sea’s face. The once-hated sound now so dear, he felt like kissing the rider hard.
Never mind that it’d be the fire-mopped punk he despised.
But a doubt immediately arose.
The world had ended. Who was so brazen, riding a bike madly on the roads?
Su Huan, driving dangerously, felt an itch in his nostrils.
Yet the excitement in his eyes was hard to suppress.
Initially hesitant, since shaking off six Night Demons and outrunning two Blood Hounds, he had quite fallen in love with this ’wild horse’ beneath him.