Chapitre 176: Thanks

A ferocious expression appeared on Burnok's face as he stood up from within the broken car. 

He cracked his neck and immediately dashed towards the thin Level Two° zombie. 

errrrrkkkkk!

Seeing the brazen human coming towards it, the zombie produced a shrill cry as it also bolstered towards Burnok. At this time, it had already removed the broken piece if swird that was stuck on its neck.

BOOM!

They met in the middle and as expected, Burnok's attack fell short again. His now broken sword could only graze the arm of the zombie before his figure flew back towards the car. The speed at which he flew can be comparable to the top speed of a racing car. 

After those two confrontations earlier, he already knew he was not a match to the zombie. What he was doing now was just a bitter struggle. A man's struggle before his death. 

Usually, they would tern this kind of struggle as the, 'Useless struggle of the weak!'