The zombies that pounced in the third-floor corridor instantly had their heads frozen by the hungry Lin Xiuyuan, then shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.
Excitement filled Lin Xiuyuan's eyes at that moment. He was thinking about eating beef pies, roast chicken, braised pig's feet, and then having a bowl of hot shrimp porridge slide into his stomach... simply wonderful!
"Has your son gone mad?"
Huang Yunxiang remarked as she watched Lin Xiuyuan run forward crazily.
"Do you speak about your own son like that?"
Lin Cheng detected the disdain in Huang Yunxiang's voice. He remembered how other mothers would always call their children their precious sons or daughters. Why was Huang Yunxiang so different?