"Crack, crack, crack."
The shutter door at the entrance of the supermarket slowly rose.
"Roar!"
Outside the supermarket, many monsters attracted by the blood were gathering.
The shutter door had only risen a little when the ghouls eagerly crawled in.
Some of them lay on the ground, gnawing on the bodies of the men.
Others headed straight for the second floor.
The zombies followed closely behind.
As the shutter door opened,
A thick scent of blood wafted out.
Further away, the monsters caught a whiff of it, all turned towards the supermarket, and started moving crazily in that direction.
At this moment,
Wang Hao and the others silently opened the back door and slipped away.
Not all the men in the supermarket had been killed.
Zhao Hu and his team had left two alive.
They were tied up.
One of them was responsible for leading the way ahead.
This was called a pathfinder.
In the city, with buildings everywhere, there were many blind spots in view.
