"Kill!"
"They've been contaminated!"
"They can't be allowed to live!"
"If they don't die, we'll be in trouble!"
They no longer cared about these people's identities. The remaining people all attacked, determined to kill these companions who had been cursed and had clearly become abnormal.
However.
Before they could even act, the strange group suddenly moved and lunged fiercely toward them.
"Ah—"
"Get lost!"
"Don't touch me!"
A succession of startled cries and curses rang out.
But soon, when those who had been tackled climbed back to their feet, the expressions on their faces had completely changed.
They were no longer frightened or furious. Instead, they wore a strange, almost devout bewilderment.
Water began seeping from their skin.
Turbid, foul-smelling water trickled down their cheeks.
They had been contaminated!
"Damn, that fast?"
"Don't touch them!"
Jiang Zhen was shocked.
He realized that the infection seemed to have sped up. Before, there had at least been a delay of one or two minutes, but now they mutated the moment they were touched!
"Everyone, fall back!"
Jiang Zhen quickly retreated, the corner of his eye sweeping toward Jiang Qiao.
Jiang Qiao had already led Yan Mo and the others far away. With his hands behind his back, he stood there leisurely, as if watching a temple fair. Noticing Jiang Zhen's gaze, he even smiled.
"Why are you looking at me? You guys fight first. I'll study a little."
"..." Jiang Zhen cursed inwardly.
But there was nothing he could do.
He wanted to explain the principle that when one's lips are gone, one's teeth will be cold, but the scene of Jiang Qiao attacking just now was still vivid in his mind. This man was a freaking monster.
He really didn't seem qualified to be the "lips."
"Kill!"
Jiang Zhen gritted his