“Come here, Nancy. Let go of…of him.” After Mr. Grant got on his feet with the help of the two boys, he spent a while catching his breath before he asked the girl to free Elvis.
Staring at those people who were hostile to him, Elvis also showed no courtesy, “listen up, the zombie you mentioned has a name, he is Albert. If any of you dare to harm him again, I’ll feed you all to zombies! All of you!”
“What if he hurts us? Shouldn’t we fight back? Will you be responsible for our safety?” The girl let go of Elvis, but she kept questioning him.
“You know nothing.” Elvis gave them a contemptuous look. Then he turned to Albert and said, “Albert, let’s see if we can find some wine in the convenience store.”
“Wine!” Albert followed Elvis into the store. He had no idea how dangerous
