Doomsday police, please show your god/demon ID card.

Everyone was taken aback upon hearing this.

He immediately pulled out the metal syringe containing dark red liquid from the innermost pocket of his tactical vest.

"Theoretically, we have fifteen minutes," Tang Long said quickly and urgently.

"I'll be completely exhausted afterwards! I need to leave myself room to escape, so I have a maximum of ten minutes!"

"Take care of it within ten minutes, or we'll all die here!"

After Tang Long finished speaking, he took the lead in removing the cap from the syringe and aimed the needle at his carotid artery.

The cold sensation of the needle piercing the skin was clearly transmitted to the brain.

This was his first injection of a potential-enhancing drug.

The feeling was not like that of liquid, but more like molten lava being forcibly poured into the veins.

An intense, burning pain exploded from my neck, instantly engulfing my entire body.

His pupils turned blood red, and all the muscles in his body were trembling violently and uncontrollably.

"Get out of the car! Fight our way out!" Tang Long roared.

"Yes!" The team members behind him shouted in unison.

at the same time.

"roar!"

The stitched giant roared, and the lamppost in its hand swept across the room with a fierce wind that tore through the air.

"Scatter!" Tang Long hurriedly reminded him, and quickly retreated.

The others also fell to the sides.

boom!

The lamppost crashed to the ground, the asphalt road surface shattered like a biscuit, and dust billowed up.

Tang Long's eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his wrist, the black vines in his right hand shot out like a venomous snake poised to strike.

Instead of attacking the giant itself, the vines deftly wrapped around its arms and tightly entangled the thick lamppost.

Then, the vines on Tang Long's left hand followed closely, wrapping around the other end of the lamppost.

"Get up!"

Tang Long's arms were bulging with muscles, veins protruding like writhing dragons, his teeth were grinding, and his face was contorted.

The stitched giant seemed not to have expected Tang Long to wrestle with him, and his barren mind made him subconsciously pull the lamppost back.

Crunch!

The streetlights let out a groan of unbearable strain.

Then, before everyone's eyes, it broke in two.

Both the stitched giant and Tang Long fell backward.

Tang Long rolled three times on the ground and roared.

"Don't just stand there, fire!"

Wang Hu and his men reacted immediately, raising their guns and firing.

Da da da da!

Bullets rained down on the stitched-together giant like a storm.

Sparks flew everywhere, and bits of flesh flew in all directions.

These bullets could only leave craters on its skin, but could not cause any real damage.

"roar!"

A dozen or so human faces were stitched together on the giant's chest and abdomen, their mouths all open at the same time.

hum!

A strange mental shockwave spread out instantly.

Wang Hu and the others felt as if their heads had been hit by a heavy hammer. Everything went black, and they felt dizzy and disoriented.

My thoughts seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, and even the finger that was pulling the trigger felt incredibly heavy.

In that instant, the stitched giant leaped up from the ground and crashed into the crowd like a mountain.

boom!

The ground shook, and the two police officers, unable to dodge in time, were thrown away by the massive shockwave and immediately lost consciousness.

"Xiao Yang! Lao Jiu!" Wang Hu's eyes were bloodshot, his eyes wide with rage.

However, a monster is still a monster.

After landing, he instantly raised his large, millstone-like hand and swept it around.

"Watch out!" Tang Long shouted a warning.

However, one officer was a beat slow in his movements due to mental confusion.

boom!

A muffled thud.

The police officer was like a kite with a broken string, struck in the side by the giant hand. His body twisted into a bizarre arc in mid-air, and the blood he spat out stained the air red.

He was thrown more than ten meters away and crashed into an abandoned car; his fate is unknown.

Just at this critical moment, a clear, cold female voice rang out.

"Shut up!"

Su Yan's body swayed precariously, and blood flowed from her nose again, but her eyes shone with an alarming brightness.

A pure spiritual force, like an invisible sword, precisely pierced the stitched giant.

The roaring faces on the giant's body seemed to have their throats gripped by an invisible hand, and their voices abruptly stopped.

The dizziness in everyone's minds instantly subsided.

"Xiao Zhou!" Wang Hu roared in grief and anger as he rushed to the fallen police officer.

I checked his breathing, but there was no sound.

"Fuck your mother!" Wang Hu's eyes turned bloodshot as he erupted in rage.

He turned around, staring intently at the monster, and roared hoarsely, "Bullets can't penetrate him! Old White! Come with me, attack his lower body!"

The person he called out to was a veteran police officer from the First Action Team.

The entire brigade was almost entirely composed of brutes just like Wang Hu.

"Yes, Captain!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Lao Bai threw down his rifle and charged towards the stitched giant, flanking Wang Hu from both sides.

Like two mad bulls, the two men circled around to the side of the giant, each grabbing a thick, strong leg.

The power from the potential potion made them like two small cranes, firmly locking the giant's lower body in place.

"Stop right there!"

Wang Hu and Lao Bai clenched their teeth, their faces flushed red, and their bones groaned as if they were about to collapse under the strain.

The stitched giant tried to lift his leg, but found that his feet seemed to be welded to the ground, and he was unable to break free for a while.

"Well done! The rest of you! Open fire!"

The remaining officers seized the opportunity, and their Type 95 rifles once again spewed fire.

The bullets clattered and struck the giant, though they couldn't penetrate it, they still left it a bloody mess and hindered its movement.

However, this level of attack only enraged the monster.

Its two enormous arms were raised high again, and slammed down hard on Wang Hu and Lao Bai, who were clinging to its thighs below.

The way he was doing it was as if he was about to smash two watermelons.

"not good!"

In the critical moment, two jet-black vines suddenly appeared.

Snapped!Snapped!

Tang Long controlled the vines, which, like two precise chains, tightly bound the two downward-slapping arms of the Stitching Giant.

"Stop...right now!"

Tang Long used his arms to stretch the vines straight, forcefully stopping the giant's arm from falling.

at the same time.

Tap, tap, tap...

At the end of the street, the dark horde of zombies finally caught up.

Countless headless zombies, like a black tide, began to spread towards the intersection.

"Wu Zheng!" Tang Long turned and roared at the rear, "Take the rest of the men and block the intersection! We can't let the zombie horde get through!"

"yes!"

Wu Zheng roared and, with the remaining four police officers, quickly set up a makeshift defensive line at the intersection using abandoned vehicles to begin blocking the horde of corpses.

Gunshots, explosions, and screams intertwined in this moment, creating a dystopian symphony.

The situation suddenly reached a stalemate.

Tang Long and his two companions must control the powerful Stitched Giant.

The others had to clear away the horde of corpses that were closing in from all directions.

That's what makes zombies so terrifying.

Even if there are no advanced mutants in the horde of zombies, being bitten or scratched is no different from being dead.

This forced the already understaffed team to allocate even more people to clear out the ordinary infected.

Time passed by, second by second.

Tang Long felt his wrist gradually going numb, and his internal strength was being rapidly depleted.

Wang Hu and Lao Bai were in even worse shape; their bodies were trembling violently, and their faces had turned a purplish-red, clearly indicating that they were also nearing their limit.

However, at that moment...

"puff!"

Su Yan, who had been maintaining mental suppression, suddenly groaned, spat out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed limply to the ground.

She couldn't hold on any longer.

Without Su Yan's suppression, the faces stitched to the giant's chest began to slightly open their lips once more.

An atmosphere of despair enveloped everyone's hearts.

However, in that critical moment...

boom!

A crisp and loud gunshot drowned out all the noise.

The spinning bullet, leaving a faint trail, pierced the center of the stitched giant's chest, into the widest part of its face, where the mouth was agape.

puff!

The face burst open like a punctured balloon, spraying black liquid everywhere.

"Awooo—!"

The shattered face clearly caused the Stitched Titan immense pain.

It let out a piercing scream, and even its struggles weakened considerably.

Tang Long could even clearly feel that the force resisting him had decreased by at least 30% in that instant.

"Well done, Lao Luo!" Wang Hu roared excitedly.

"Keep hitting it! Smash all its faces! That's its weak point!" Tang Long realized what was happening and immediately shouted into the walkie-talkie.

Without Tang Long's instruction, Luo Yongchao, who was hiding in the distance, had already pulled the bolt of his gun again.

As a top-notch sniper, he had already found the enemy's vitals the moment he fired the first shot.

Ordinary bullets cannot penetrate the Stitched Titan, but the ones he uses are specially made armor-piercing bullets.

He adjusted his breathing, and the crosshair was locked on again.

boom!

Another shot.

The second face exploded instantly.

boom!boom!boom!boom!

Luo Yongchao's shooting was fast and steady; each shot represented the destruction of a human face.

The dozen or so faces that were stitched together on the giant's chest and abdomen were smashed to pieces in just a few seconds, turning into a bloody, mangled mess of scars.

"Waaaaah~~~"

A desperate cry emanated from the monster's mouth, its massive body twisting wildly, but because it was firmly controlled by Tang Long and the other two, it was unable to make any effective evasive maneuvers.

Finally, with a loud bang.

The stitched giant collapsed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

A cold system notification sounded in Tang Long's mind.

[Ding~ Officer Luo Yongchao has defeated the high-level mutated zombie, Stitched Colossus (Queen's Guard)]

[Gained 2000 Order Points]

Tang Long loosened the vines, staggered a few steps, and gasped for breath.

A strong sense of weakness washed over me like a tidal wave.

He could feel his strength rapidly fading, his muscles starting to ache, and his vision becoming somewhat blurry.

The side effects of the potential-enhancing drug are kicking in.

"Go! Take the wounded! Let's go!"

With his last ounce of strength, Tang Long roared at the still-stunned crowd.

Wang Hu and Lao Bai also collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, too exhausted to even stand up.

Wu Zheng and several police officers rushed over, lifted them up, and then carried the unconscious Su Yan onto the armored vehicle, stumbling and staggering.

"roar--!"

With no obstruction, the horde of corpses surged forward from afar.

"Get in! Quickly!"

boom!

The two battered armored vehicles let out their final roar.

They crushed the monster's remains and rushed onto the bridge spanning the river.

Tang Long glanced at the rearview mirror subconsciously.

In the mirror, the dark horde of zombies reached the bridgehead, but then strangely stopped.

Thousands upon thousands of headless zombies stood silently on the other side of the bridge, crowding and wriggling, but not a single one stepped onto the bridge.

It's as if an invisible boundary separates the bridge from the city, creating two different worlds.

One belongs to death, the other, temporarily, to the survivors.