Chapter One Hundred Seventeen - In His Arms...

By the time the male lead reached the main gate, the hoard of zombies had already reached the second base. The leading person was, of course, Hope, who was smirking when she saw Neil coming out with an anxious-looking face.

"What? Did you expect to see your precious baby here?"

Neil's face instantly turned dark at this. He glared at the woman before his eyes and hmphed coldly. Turning to his people, he gave orders and urged them to stand in formation. This time, he was confident because he and others from his base had also powered up. So he wasn't afraid of facing issues while handling the zombie tide this time.

What he was afraid of most was the thought that something had happened to Tyler. The entire zombie group was here, but Tyler. Others around Neil also noticed this, and their expressions changed.