Apocalyptic Monsters Are Rampant

Liu Xuan used a wooden stick to string up a zombie dog and placed it on an iron frame above the fire. The red flames licked the flesh of the zombies. The crackling sound of the wood in the fire formed a symphony with the sizzling sound of grease dripping into the flames. I don't know how long it took, but Cao Lan waiting next to me seemed a little impatient. "Are you okay? The baby is hungry." "It's ready." Liu Xuan skillfully took the roasted zombie dog off the fire and placed it on the chopping board next to it. The knife in his hand moved flexibly on the zombie's body. After a while, the zombie was divided into several equal parts. Liu Xuan picked up one of the pieces, threw it to the side, and said: "Catch it baby." I saw a huge orange cat that looked like a tiger, raised its head and swallowed the piece of meat into its belly. The orange cat stretched out its sharp claws, picked at the gap between its teeth, and meowed, as if to say: "A little firewood."