Captain Zhu looked at the black blood on his arm, a strange smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Fortunately, he had just transformed into the Zombie King. Once he ran out of Zhang Yiming's brainwave range, he could barely restrain himself from submitting to Zhang Yiming.
He believed that as long as Zhang Yiming appeared in front of him again, he would undoubtedly kneel in submission.
This humiliating thought filled him with immense resistance as soon as it appeared in his mind.
No, impossible.
Zhang Yiming was his enemy, the Zombie King he must kill; how could he possibly submit to him!
Yet his instincts clearly told him he couldn't resist Zhang Yiming's brainwaves even a bit.
Captain Zhu's fingers clenched together, his nails piercing his palm. He didn't even notice the black blood flowing out.
After a long while, a sinister smile appeared on Captain Zhu's pale face.
Fine, then leave here, and avoid appearing in front of Zhang Yiming for the time being.
