Eighth Uncle and others, standing in a straight line, squatted in the distance, watching the commotion. It took them a long while to react.
A clearing team member asked in confusion,
"Is... Mi Guoyuan dead?"
Eighth Uncle nodded, holding a melon in his hand,
"Strangled to death, probably."
The body had fallen to the ground, and it actually didn't need the Clearing Team to clean it up.
In D City, a garbage truck slowly drove out, scooping up the corpse of Mi Guoyuan with a large shovel and tossing it into the back of the garbage truck.
Then it turned around and re-entered D City to continue clearing zombie corpses.
Leaving behind the pitiless sight of the garbage truck.
Gong Yi turned and returned to D City, where he found his wife dancing with a long sword in the snow.
At over six months, Hua Mi's twin pregnancy belly, coupled with her recent voracious appetite, was almost as large as someone about to give birth.
