As expected, the convenience store has been ransacked.

The shelves were empty, with only a few discarded plastic bags on the floor. Some dried up blood stains prove that unimaginable disasters have also occurred here.

In the corner of the wall, a black fat mouse was gnawing on a severed hand, Wang Nan retched disgustingly, pushed down the shelf and crushed the mouse to death, took out a small flashlight from his trouser pocket, and continued to walk inside.

"Anyone?"

"I'm a zombie, it's very reasonable to be a little bit" Chapter 167: Wang Nan's Memories (2) is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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