All the survivors, regardless of age or gender, sprinted from their dormitories toward the main control room, knowing that Ding Ning was risking his life to entangle the terrifying killer and buy them time!

Among these survivors were several combat members. As they ran, they gradually stopped, watching Ding Ning, who was spurting blood as he relentlessly attacked Qing Lang.

Due to the sheer number of wounds, even Qing Lang, Ding Ning's opponent, was covered in blood. Ding Ning was using his fists, which didn't cause destructive wounds, so most of the blood was splattered from Qing Lang.

"Fucking hell, I can't take it anymore! Let's get him!"

After watching for a few seconds, a young man in his twenties couldn't hold back any longer. He roared and charged toward the battlefield between Ding Ning and Qing Lang.

"Count me in! Damn it, so what if we die? Let's kill this bastard!"

"Me too!"

"Let's go! I'll trade my life for one of his legs today!"

"Waste this son of a bitch!"

"..."

Almost simultaneously, countless roars erupted as twenty or thirty men rushed out, swarming towards the place where Ding Ning and Qing Lang were fighting. Many of them weren't even combat members.

But at this moment, they all charged forward.

Everyone has a fighting spirit in their heart, but sometimes, fear and life force you to suppress it, making you weak.

But when things reach a certain point, no one can continue to suppress it. And when that fighting spirit erupts, the power is absolutely devastating—whether it destroys others or destroys yourself!

These people were like that. Since the apocalypse began, many of them had watched their relatives and friends die in the mouths of zombies. But in order to survive, they didn't dare to speak out and could only hide and watch helplessly.

After being rescued, they were constantly on the move, terrified all the way, and finally found a safe place, only for a human to appear and massacre them.

In the end, Ding Ning's solitary, bloody battle awakened them, ignited the anger in their hearts, and released the repression that had built up over so long.

At this moment, death, the future, the apocalypse, survival—none of it was in their minds. They had only one thought—kill that idiot!

"Don't come over!"

Ding Ning was shocked and shouted loudly.

These people were naturally coming to help him, but they were all ordinary people. If they joined the battle, they wouldn't be able to help him, and might even become a hindrance.

But those angry guys couldn't hear anything at this time. Even if the King of Heaven himself came, they would still have to kill that grandson before anything else. This kind of burst might only happen once in their lives, and they couldn't give up halfway.

Seeing so many people rushing towards him, a sneer appeared on Qing Lang's face. Because his idea was the same as Ding Ning's. Originally, he didn't want to fight Ding Ning, but was thinking of killing the others.

Now, Ding Ning was desperately entangling him, but he didn't expect those people to take the initiative to come to his door! Today, he would kill Ding Ning, and he would kill everyone else. In short, in this prison, besides himself and that mysterious guy, there wouldn't be anyone else who could breathe—zombies don't breathe, so they don't count!

"Yaaah!"

The first young man who rushed out roared loudly as he approached the two, lunging towards Qing Lang with a ferocious expression. Ding Ning's face changed drastically. He wanted to stop him, but it was too late. He could only watch as Qing Lang thrust the dagger in his left hand towards the young man's chest.

"Come on! Kill me!"

The young man didn't dodge or evade, staring at Qing Lang with wide eyes, shouting loudly. He actually allowed the dagger to pierce his chest, while he grabbed Qing Lang's arm with his backhand, and at the same time lowered his head to bite Qing Lang's arm.

"Fuck!"

Qing Lang didn't expect this guy to be desperate too. Caught off guard, he was actually grabbed by the wrist. Seeing that the young man was about to bite his arm, he immediately rotated his left arm and stabbed the dagger into the young man's temple.

"Ugh!"

The young man groaned, and even as his temple was pierced, he bit Qing Lang's wrist, the pain causing Qing Lang to scream.

At this time, Ding Ning, who was fighting Qing Lang, naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity. He repeatedly punched Qing Lang's head.

Qing Lang was an evolver, so his bones had naturally been strengthened, and his head wasn't blown apart. But he was still dizzy. He knew things were bad, because the other survivors were about to arrive.

If he was surrounded by them, and they were fighting so desperately, Qing Lang estimated that he definitely wouldn't be able to get out alive. So, he immediately activated his dash skill, wanting to break out of the encirclement and attack the team that was moving.

Qing Lang didn't believe that everyone in this prison would dare to fight to the death now?

Unfortunately, his opponents included Ding Ning. Qing Lang had already used his dash skill several times in front of Ding Ning, so as soon as he was about to activate it, Ding Ning had already judged his direction. With a flash of his body, he was already in front of Qing Lang.

"Pfft!"

When Qing Lang dashed, he held the daggers in front of him. Because Ding Ning blocked his way, the dagger in his left hand immediately pierced Ding Ning's abdomen.

There was no other way. Ding Ning just wanted to stop Qing Lang from escaping, so he had to choose to take the hit head-on. Therefore, Ding Ning chose to lock Qing Lang's right-hand dagger and take the left-hand blow head-on.

Although this severely injured Ding Ning, Qing Lang was stopped as a result and failed to break through. The survivors behind him had already come up, their eyes red, gnashing their teeth as they pounced on him.

In an instant, fists, teeth, big feet, elbows, knees, foreheads—any part of the body that could cause harm to a human was used by those crazy survivors. Countless attacks all landed on Qing Lang, causing him to scream repeatedly.

Ding Ning didn't join in the attack, but gasped for breath on the side. Blood continued to flow from his body, quickly gathering into a puddle at his feet, and gradually expanding...

Because of the desperate attack before, coupled with the massive blood loss, Ding Ning now felt dizzy. Seeing that so many people had grabbed Qing Lang, he rested a little on the side, keeping an eye on him to prevent him from running away.

"Ah!!! I promise you, save me!!!"

Qing Lang, who was being beaten, actually had no way to escape. Agile-type evolvers could only escape by using movement skills in this situation, but Qing Lang's dash skill had just been used and was still on cooldown. So, he finally shouted loudly, regardless of everything.

"Bang!"

Following Qing Lang's shout, a dull gunshot suddenly rang out. A survivor who was beating Qing Lang just raised his fist when his head instantly exploded, his brains and blood rising into the air like fireworks, forming a cloud of pink mist...