113 Survival from Zombies in Beomgye Station (8)

"Oh! Honey!"

"Dad!"

He looked in the rearview mirror. No, he shouldn't have done that. He should have turned his head straight and stretched his arms first. In that brief moment when he couldn't respond, his youngest was pulled out of the window by the ghoul.

While he stopped moving his hand holding the steering wheel for a moment, his son disappeared into the end of the alley, carried away in the ghoul's mouth.

He would never forget that sinful moment his son was forcibly taken by the ghoul never to return.

Right now, the disgusting ghoul that had killed his son was trampled under Minsok's feet.

"Let me cut you to pieces! Damn ghoul!"

While he was confronting the ghoul, he turned his eyes to the bus just in case. If another ghoul was found aiming for the bus, he would turn and run to kill that ghoul.

'We can do it. If we can resist like this, we can protect all of the people in the buses.'