Fortunately, the citizen closest to the zombie was not weak in strength and reaction.
Although he did not have time to dodge and fell backward, he managed to put his hands on the ground and close his legs concurrently. Like a rocket, he kicked himself into the air and hit the zombie's chest.
With a muffled crack, the zombie's chest caved in visibly. He bounced back and flopped heavily to the ground like a kite with a broken string.
However, before the frightened citizens could disperse, the hollow-chested zombie stood up again. His eyes protruded out of his sockets, his mouth was split open from ear to ear, and more thorns spewed out from the depths of his throat. The dancing tentacles release a faint but nauseating and scalp-tingling sound.
Sizzle sizzle, sizzle sizzle...
That was the most difficult part of dealing with the zombie.
Perhaps, a zombie that mutated from an ordinary person did not have too strong an attack power.