Hearing Alex's words, Zhu Huang and the other men immediately became tense. It was now abundantly clear that they had underestimated the strength of the opponents by a lot.
Ever since the apocalypse began, they had been fighting vicious beasts and sometimes even humans non-stop, and they had all increased their levels, but the truth was that the people in front of them were much stronger.
This was no longer just an intuition. None of them were immune to bullets yet, and the opponent was. Just how high was their level to accomplish something like that? Above 5? Above 10?
That too, there were right now only 2 of them standing against them, and still, they were cornered. This was bad. Zhu Huan's face changed, but he was not done yet. After all, he had one more trump card left.
