Lu Xin answered as he got out of the vehicle, walked around the front, and came to the more open space on the left side of the road.
Although the city had been abandoned, the divider that had separated the two sides of the road in the civilized era still remained in the middle.
When the convoy traveled through the city, it naturally kept to the right, so the entire left side of the road had more space. Lu Xin stepped over the divider and stood beside the madman lying on the ground, its body still twitching. He raised his head and looked ahead.
His eyes narrowed at once.
At a glance, he saw at least a dozen madmen charging forward crazily. They were running on all fours like beasts, constantly leaping at the trucks by the roadside and desperately reaching their claws into the cabs, trying to grab something.
Gunshots rang out from the vehicles now and then, but they seemed to have little effect on the madmen.
Although the best way to deal with a madman was to shoot it in the head, not everyone had such accurate marksmanship. Most people could only risk missing if they aimed for the head, so more of them simply chose to shoot at the bodies.
However, for these twisted and crazed monsters, being shot in the body did not seem fatal.
A bullet to the chest only made one stagger, and barely any blood flowed.
"One... four... seven... fifteen... twenty-one..."
Lu Xin swept his gaze across them and frowned slightly. "There shouldn't be this many madmen in the city..."
If people had known there were this many madmen in the city, they probably would have been captured and sold for money long ago, right?
That was over two thousand yuan...