In the Ice Age Apocalypse, I Hoarded Billions of Supplies Chapter 852: Panic

Inside the lower deck, the slaughter had begun. Toothbrushes were plunged into necks and eyes one after another; wooden sticks pounded against skulls and bodies. They didn't have very good weapons for killing, so their efficiency was extremely low. When some people got tangled in struggles, they even had to resort to using their clothes as weapons to strangle the opponent. This kind of…