In the cetery, Yan Ya, who remained conscious, was at a loss.
From her perspective, the Yin Coffin suddenly vanished and then reappeared, continued disappearing, and reappeared again.
Each ti it showed up, a person would erge from the coffin.
The first was the bald bearded boss of the kidnapping gang.
Following him were the man in black-rimd glasses, the short skinny man, the knife-wielding security guard, the man with the afro, and the Third Brother responsible for driving various vehicles.
Their situations were all similar to the previously captured bald, bearded boss.
Eyes tightly shut, unconscious, with a pale complexion devoid of blood.
On their necks, there were two bloody holes, slowly oozing blood.
After the entire kidnapping gang was taken down, the Yin Coffin reappeared in its original place.
"Gulp!"
Yan Ya stared intently at the Yin Coffin and swallowed hard.
She didn’t know if these six mbers of the kidnapping gang would satisfy the zombie in the Yin Coffin.
If they couldn’t, would the zombie then turn on them?
If the zombie chose to attack, how would she protect herself and...her daughter?
The six mbers of the kidnapping gang weren’t all that old.
Even the bearded boss was probably not yet forty.
If they couldn’t escape the zombie’s attack, how could she and her companions?
As she was caught in her troubled thoughts, the Yin Coffin suddenly floated up from the ground.
Then, Yan Ya saw the Yin Coffin slowly drifting toward their position.
"Big Brother...Big Brother..."
Yan Ya shook her body forcefully, trying to awaken Boss Yan.
As she shook harder and called out, Boss Yan actually woke up.
"Wha...what’s happening?"
Boss Yan slowly opened his eyes, looking confused and dazed.
"I rember...I rember the Yin Coffin...had erged..."
"A zombie?"
Boss Yan struggled to recall his previous mories.
Then he suddenly shuddered, looked at his sister Yan Ya, and exclaid: "There truly are zombies in this world!"
"Big Brother, look ahead..."
Yan Ya motioned with her lips, indicating for him to look ahead.
Hearing this, Boss Yan quickly turned his head, just in ti to see the Yin Coffin leisurely floating to the front.
"Oh, mother!"
He let out a scream and fainted once more.
Seeing her brother collapse with his eyes shut and losing consciousness again, Yan Ya was utterly speechless.
She couldn’t imagine how such a timid brother could have dared to steal their great-grandfather’s coffin.
anwhile, the Yin Coffin had floated right in front of them.
"Creak..."
With a nerve-grating sound, it split open, and a hand erged once again from inside.
Seeing this hand, Yan Ya’s eyes widened.
Her delicate face was filled with shock and fear.
Previous mories instantly flashed before her eyes.
When the coffin first split open and the zombie’s hand first reached out, it was skeletal and withered, like a desiccated corpse.
But now, it appeared smooth as jade, glossy, and as vibrant as a living human’s.
"Ah!"
Yan Ya couldn’t help but exclaim.
The outstretched hand didn’t reach for her or Boss Yan.
Instead, it went directly for Qingyue, whose face was pale and tear-streaked.
Seeing this scene, Yan Ya froze montarily.
Looking at her daughter’s face, a mirror image of her own childhood, she suddenly rembered the eleven years her daughter had spent alone on Dragon Tiger Mountain.
As a mother, she was very, very, very, very unfit!
She had thought she could ignore this daughter she had scarcely t.
But in the end, she couldn’t let go!
"No...no..."
Yan Ya struggled mightily, trying to reach forward to block the zombie and her daughter.
The mont the zombie’s hand reached her, death could follow.
Yet she didn’t dodge.
For the mistakes of the past eleven years, let this mother make it up to you now!
Yan Ya gently closed her eyes, awaiting death’s arrival.
"Bold monstrosity, how dare you harm us here!"
At that mont, a sudden shout echoed across the sky.
Then, Yan Ya felt a wave of heat rushing towards her, forcing her to open her eyes.
The next second, her beautiful eyes widened, astonished once again.
She saw a man engulfed in flas suddenly descend from the sky.
He was like a firefly in the dark, so vivid, so striking, so flashy.
The zombie within the Yin Coffin quickly withdrew its arm and then vanished into thin air.
When it reappeared, it had already flashed to a spot a dozen ters away.
"Great Mighty Fla Dragon!"
The Fla Man shouted, and the flas all over his body rapidly ford a magnificent dragon, charging directly at the Yin Coffin on the ground.
The zombie within the Yin Coffin seed unwilling to retreat.
In an instant, the previously seen blood-red mist enveloped the entire Yin Coffin and continued to spread.
"Ah!"
Yan Ya and the others were soon surrounded by this blood mist.
She felt as if the blood in her body, under the mist’s call, was about to erupt from her veins.
It made her let out another gasp of shock.
"Boom!"
The descending Fla Dragon and the red mist collided violently, stirring up dust.
The loud sound of the collision reverberated, echoing in the heavens for a long ti.
Yan Ya felt her ears were nearly deafened; her eardrums hurt severely.
Even so, she gritted her teeth, closely watching this battle that was beyond her comprehension.
After all, this battle concerned their very survival.
If the Fla Man won, then everything would be fine.
But if he lost, they would beco blood prey for the zombie.
The power of the Fla Dragon appeared superior.
Under the scorching flas, the blood mist quickly dissipated.
As the mist disappeared, Yan Family Cetery had been blasted into a massive crater several ters deep.
Upon seeing it, Yan Ya slightly opened her mouth, filled with unparalleled shock.
What is going on here?
How did a zombie first appear, then a superhuman?
"Audacious!"
"How dare you spoil my plans!"
The zombie within the Yin Coffin spoke for the first ti.
His voice was deep like rolling thunder, resonating uncomfortably.
Just as his voice fell, the Yin Coffin suddenly vanished into thin air.
This scene left Yan Ya completely bewildered, not knowing what to say.
Logically, after such threatening words, they should fight!
How could you flee just after saying your piece?
"Fiend, where do you think you’re going!"
The Fla Man seed to lock onto the direction the zombie fled, and pursued towards the southwest...
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