Execution and Acceptance

"This here is a group of pests."

"They feed on the flesh and bones of our own kind and make our agony as their nutrients."

Outside of the Fishbone base.

All the zombies had been wiped out and the roof was fraught with the survivors who fought side-by-side with those from Fishbone Base.

The bandits were kneeling on the ground with a black cloth over their heads, behind them was a group of soldiers armed with guns. Black muzzles were aimed at their head and cold eyes ignored the trembling bodies.

October was approaching and a hint of chilliness was gradually settling in the air. It was at this time that Jiang Chen had put on a windbreaker.

"Killing, looting, plundering, terrorizing, molesting."

He gazed at the eyes of survivors in the crowd and raised his clenched right fist as righteous indignation spewed forth from his mouth.