A miserable scream broke Chen Fan's fantasy.
He frowned. This feeling was very uncomfortable.
As a result, Chen Fan really wanted to pick up the iron rod from the car and help the zombies eliminate these people.
However, it was just a thought.
His rationality told him that it was impossible for the people who were still alive in the neighborhood not to notice such a huge commotion. It was very likely that they were all leaning on the edge of the window and watching this cruel scene.
If he swaggered over, everything would be exposed.
These people would not have any sympathy for the eight men either. This was the end of the world.
It was good that he was alive.
Ah…Ah…Ah
Uh…uh…uh
The zombie's bite and the man's scream alternated. Chen Fan had already lit his second cigarette.
The zombie seemed to be eating a little slowly.
It was almost dawn.
The zombies finally began to retreat.
The zombies that had surrounded the area all left the area in search of their next target, leaving only a pile of bones on the ground.
"It seems that the skeleton zombie can't digest it.”
Chen Fan teased as he watched the Hummer H2 drive into the neighborhood. When Chen Fan parked the Hummer downstairs, he saw a figure on the stairs.
It wasn't Qiu Qiu and Jiang Miaomiao.
The two women were probably hugging each other, shivering and comforting each other. After all, they must have seen the zombie crowd.
The figure in the corridor was a man wearing a singlet that exposed his muscles.
"Brother, you're quite amazing. You dare to go out and collect supplies in the middle of the night.”the man said.
Chen Fan didn't respond and went upstairs with a big sack and an iron rod.
"Hey brother, it's the end of the world. We need to be united so that we can take care of each other.”the man continued.
Chen Fan ignored him and continued upstairs.
The man sneered and punched at Chen Fan.
He had noticed it since Chen Fan and his group entered the neighborhood last night. What surprised him was that they stopped at the building.
He had also heard Chen Fan's movements at night.
He went out alone at night and drove to collect supplies, because the noise of driving would attract the attention of zombies. Driving out proved that he had to pack a lot of things, or else he wouldn't take such a big risk.
So, he waited patiently for Chen Fan to come back.
He didn't have much food left, so he was very interested in the supplies that Chen Fan had brought back.
He also believed that there were people in this building who were also interested, but they were afraid that a person who dared to go out at night to collect supplies would be so easy to deal with.
But he was different.
He was trained and had killed someone before. He did not live here either. He used to live in prison.
When the zombie crisis broke out, he escaped from the prison and even brought a gun with him! Unfortunately, there was only one clip.
Then, he came to this neighborhood and knocked on the door. The owner of the house was very friendly. It was a middle-aged man.
Then, he killed him.
With one less person, wouldn't the remaining food be able to last a little longer?
As for Chen Fan, although his body had been strengthened, he didn't have any muscles. He looked a little weak under his clothes. Therefore, he was confident that he could subdue them.
He only had one clip, so he should use it sparingly. Even if he couldn't beat him, he would still have a chance to pull out his gun and kill him.
Chen Fan felt it the moment he punched. He threw away the big sack in his hand and twisted the fist that was coming at him.
Then, she raised her right leg and knocked her knee against the man's abdomen.
It was very powerful.
The man felt as if he had been hit by a motorcycle.
"Plop!"
The pistol in his pocket fell out because of the battle. He struggled to reach out his arm to hold his only hope, but he let out a scream. Chen Fan's foot stepped on the back of his hand and he could not move.
"This person has a gun."
Chen Fan was also surprised. He was too careless, but fortunately, he didn't make a big mistake.
He picked up the gun and put it in his pocket. Chen Fan raised the iron rod high and was ready to send him on his way. Suddenly, he frowned and asked," Do you want to live?"”
"Yes! I beg you, I have eyes but failed to recognize Mount Tai. Please let me live.”The man struggled to speak.
Releasing the foot on the back of his hand, Chen Fan pointed to the car outside and said," Help me move my things up, and I'll let you live."”
The man hurriedly nodded.
In the apocalypse, as long as one was alive, one could do anything!
Standing at the door, Chen Fan was very happy to see the man carrying the sacks one by one.
Initially, he was still thinking about how to move these things. He was not very willing to move them himself. Two women? He was afraid that he would have to move to daybreak, not to mention that Jiang Miaomiao could not even get out of bed because of him.
Coincidentally, he was a coolie who had delivered himself to his doorstep.
Even a healthy man would not be able to defeat Chen Fan, let alone a crippled hand.
It was a pity. If he had known earlier, he would not have crippled that hand. Otherwise, he could have moved it faster.
The two girls who heard the commotion went out to show concern. After Chen Fan explained, he went back to his room to rest. As Chen Fan expected, the two girls slept in the same room because they were afraid.
The speed of moving was not fast, but it was faster than the two women. They finally finished moving until dawn. During this time, Chen Fan also asked about the origin of the gun.
It was in a nearby police station.
"Boss, can I get lost now?" The man smiled obsequiously.
Chen Fan nodded and the man immediately fell to the ground without looking back. The iron rod in Chen Fan's hand was covered in blood.
The apocalypse.
He would still believe in people's promises.
How stupid would that be?
After closing the door, Chen Fan took a shower and fell asleep in their arms.
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