Apocalypse: Everyone's been reborn, so what if I become the Zombie King?

One goes left, and the other goes right!

The West Coast-style dreadlocked guy picked up a black revolver.

"Fuck! What Chinese kung fu? It's all a lie in the movies!"

"Come, come, what is this? Let me show you the power of American Iaido!"

"Showtime!"

The mercenaries beside him did not hesitate at all.

He raised his pistol and fired a volley!

Gunshots and flashes of light rang out in the cave.

Dang Dang Dang!

Bullets roared mercilessly toward the figure in the shadows!

It must be said that his marksmanship was excellent; almost all of his shots hit the figure's head.

After a volley of shots, the guy with dreadlocks stylishly twirled his revolver.

Gently blow away the smoke coming from the muzzle of the gun.

"Youngman!"

"Please fall down!"

The dreadlocked guy glanced smugly into the distance.

But the next second, the whites of his eyes on his dark face suddenly became much larger!

The figure in the shadows remained standing.

"WTF?"

At this moment, the dark-skinned guy from the West Coast had a face full of great confusion.

The three mercenaries standing nearby gasped in shock.

"Mommy! Monster!"

A group of people ran towards the rope, crying and shouting.

But at that moment, the tower-like figure suddenly leaped up.

In an instant, he covered a distance of tens of meters and jumped to the bottom of the rope.

Everyone present immediately slammed on the brakes and looked toward the figure!

Under the bright moonlight, Zhang Xuan's domineering and handsome face immediately came into everyone's view.

His bluish-black skin was etched with horror!

Sharp fangs were gleaming with terror!

His sharp black claws revealed his inhuman nature!

Seeing that face that could scare someone so much they'd wet themselves.

A group of grown men suddenly let out a shrewish scream.

"Oh my god! It really is a zombie!"

The remaining six apprentices quickly covered their mouths and noses with their hands.

Despite trembling all over and sweating profusely, her terrified little eyes dared not leave Zhang Xuan for even a moment!

Seeing their perfectly synchronized movements, the mercenaries were completely dumbfounded.

"What? What is this action? What does it mean? Is there poison here?"

"It's a vampire! Quick! A crucifix!"

With a command from team leader Micah.

The four mercenaries immediately stood at attention, raised their arms, and transformed into human-shaped crosses.

Seeing everyone's reactions, Zhang Xuan was both amused and exasperated.

"Do you think I should blame these foreigners for never having seen a zombie movie, or blame Uncle Nine for your movies being too authoritative?"

"Temporarily stopped breathing?"

"Sigh! This is hard to judge!"

"I've fantasized about encountering zombies and stopping breathing, but I never imagined I'd become a zombie!"

"Alright, enough playing around! Time to get down to business!"

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan jumped up and landed directly in front of the dreadlocked guy.

The dreadlocks guy's straight legs suddenly started to sway!

Sweat dripped down his forehead.

Seeing the mercenaries' actions, the apprentices, who were covering their mouths and noses, couldn't help but laugh.

Looking at the dreadlocked young man with tears welling up in his eyes, Zhang Xuan thought to himself.

"Watch fewer movies in your next life! Movies are all lies!"

The next second, the sharp black claws pierced the heart of the dreadlocked guy.

The excruciating pain contorted the dreadlocks guy's face!

Even so, the dreadlocked guy stubbornly raised his middle finger to the sky.

"Jesus! Fuck you!"

Upon witnessing this scene, the remaining three mercenaries widened their eyes in astonishment.

He quickly followed the example of the apprentices standing nearby and covered his mouth and nose.

He stared at Zhang Xuan in horror.

With the blood drained, the dreadlocks guy is now a dried-up corpse.

But the middle finger remains stubbornly firm!

Zhang Xuan exerted a little force, and the corpses of the two dreadlocked guys flew out.

A pair of blood-red vertical pupils scrutinized the crowd in the distance.

At this moment, everyone covered their mouths and noses, not daring to breathe at all.