One Pound Meat, One More Attribute Point

"Quick! Hurry up and go!"

Su Gui’s eyes widened as he felt his teeth start to ache in waves.

He turned to leave the scene, but due to overwhelming fear, his legs wouldn’t obey, and after staggering a few steps, he nearly fell into the muddy puddles.

The shrill scream erupted.

It was the two Protectors who had been bracing the door that were pushed down.

Seven or eight blood-smeared mouths gnawed at their flesh, their struggles grew fierce, but their screams became weaker and weaker.

The infected were closing in.

Su Gui could smell the sour, putrid scent emanating from them.

He took one step back, then a second, and by the third step, he was leaning against the courtyard wall.