After doing all the bad things, it turns out they are all true?

Subordinates must do it themselves to show their "care" for their leaders.

Fan Lin chuckled thoughtfully, "This world is becoming more and more interesting."

The Glock only has seventeen rounds.

Since there might be man-eating monsters and their strength is unknown, bullets should be used as sparingly as possible.

"Brother, can you lend me some equipment? I'll burn paper money for you later."

The broken arm held a large machete in its hand, which the original owner no longer needed, so Fan Lin naturally took it into his possession.

The body has been examined.

He put away his pistol and continued to walk up the stairs with a machete in hand. The "strange noise" he had just heard downstairs became more and more obvious.

"Roar!"

"Boom!"

"boom!"

First there was a strange beast-like roar, followed by the sound of an object hitting the wall and falling to the ground.

The stench in the air intensified. Fan Lin followed the noise and reached the second floor. He turned right and saw three people fighting fiercely in the corridor.

To be more precise, there are two people and one monster.

The mad monster still looked like a human, with dark eyes without a trace of white, a ferocious bloody mouth full of blood, and strands of meat stuck in the teeth, making it look extremely disgusting.

It roared, waved its arms, which were already full of rotten flesh, and instinctively attacked all living things.

Seeing this, the two men holding machetes dodged left and right and retreated repeatedly. One of them was injured and moved a step too late. The monster grabbed his shoulder, and its ten fingers dug into his muscles. Then he was thrown out and hit the door heavily.

"Fucking unlucky!"

"How did I run into this kind of ghost thing?"

His companion fell to the ground seriously injured. The man holding the machete cursed angrily, his adrenaline rushing, and he suppressed the fear in his heart and chopped at him.

It’s not that he didn’t want to escape, but in the narrow corridor, if he turned around and ran away without anyone to protect him, he would obviously die faster.

If you want to survive, you have to get rid of the monster in front of you.

The man who fell to the ground coughed violently, spurting out a large amount of blood. His eyes were full of shock and fear as he looked at the monster.

"What a strong physique..."

Since the virus appeared, the city has turned into a hellish hell and monsters can be seen everywhere, but the vast majority of those infected with the virus are ordinary people, and their individual combat capabilities are not strong.

As long as they don't encounter a tide of zombies, it stands to reason that a few ordinary people can easily deal with a lone monster. How come they can't even take down a few dead brothers today?

In the surprised eyes of the seriously injured man, the mad monster lowered his waist, clenched his fists and held them in front of him, actually assuming a very professional fighting posture!

The rotten head swayed from side to side, and the body rose and fell rhythmically. The monster easily dodged a slash and then swung a heavy uppercut upwards.

The man holding the machete was unable to dodge and was hit directly in the chest. He took two steps back and fell to the ground, fainting.

Seeing this scene, the man leaning against the door became even more panicked. He coughed up several mouthfuls of blood again, his heart pounding. "Boxer...?"

It's really over now.

Just when the two men were in deep despair, Fan Lin slowly walked over with a machete in his hand. Looking at the hideous monster, he shook his head and sighed in disappointment.

"Hey, why isn't it Su Jiuyi?"

After observing for a long time, he was sure that there was no one else nearby. The clue was cut off again. If he wanted to find Su Jiuyi's trace, he could only ask the two survivors lying on the ground.

Of course, before asking questions, you need to get rid of the things that are in the way.

A monster who was a boxer in life.

It's powerful, but not too strong, with just the right level of difficulty to serve as a whetstone for adapting to the game.

Fan Lin approached slowly and calmly with a smile on his face. When the monster saw the new prey, it assumed a skilled fighting stance and shook its head.

"Fancy."

After reaching the right position, Fan Lin raised the machete and pretended to chop down. Seeing this, the monster instinctively blocked it and used the same trick to throw an uppercut upwards.

The fist came with great force and momentum, but there was no chance of hitting the target.

Because after the feint was successful, Fan Lin had already taken half a step back at the same time, squatted down, and used the muscles in his waist to throw a sweeping kick.

Like hitting a bamboo pole with a stick, the huge force caused the monster's feet to leave the ground and flip in the air. Fan Lin seized this opportunity and swung a knife from top to bottom, just cutting off the head covered with rotten flesh.

After landing, the monster that had been roaring and looking ferocious just now had its body torn apart and was completely motionless.

It was obviously his first time fighting, but he performed a series of moves very smoothly and fluidly.

Fan Lin couldn't help but give himself a full score.

In fact, in terms of physical fitness alone, the gap between him and the boxer monster is not that big, and they are in the same weight class.

But boxers all have a common problem: their upper body is extremely tightly protected, but their lower body is extremely empty.

The reason why he was able to win so easily was entirely due to his "special forces" profession. All kinds of fighting skills were imprinted in his mind like a thousand hammers. He didn't need to think too much and could instinctively make various reactions in battle.

Adrenaline was high, and after killing the monster, my mind was still excited, but my body was surprisingly calm.

This completely immersive gaming experience is more exciting and refreshing than any masterpiece.

Fan Lin could clearly feel that all the pressure and resentment at work were fully released at this moment.

work overtime.

Performance.

Meeting.

Threat of unemployment.

Killing a monster is so stress-relieving.

How satisfying would it be if we found the "culprit" Su Jiuyi?

With excitement almost boiling in his heart, Fan Lin turned his head to look at the man leaning against the door and asked with an expectant smile, "Do you know Su Jiuyi?"

The seriously injured man's face was full of disbelief, and the fear in his eyes was even more exaggerated than before.

A boxing monster.

An incredibly strong pervert.

What an unlucky day today is...

Author's words: Hint: The hero of this book is not a eunuch, the car is in Chapter 6, the highway starts in Chapter 9, and the twelfth is particularly exciting!

Chapter 4 Relax, or it will hurt more.

Fan Lin held the machete at his side, walked slowly and calmly, and had a bright and evil smile.

This scene was extremely terrifying in the eyes of the injured man.

Such a powerful man-eating monster was killed with just three punches and two kicks?

Is there anyone in the neighborhood with such strong skills? Why have I never seen one before? Mei, you, you, are you in the air? I miss you, Mei, you, you...

And what's with that smile?

He was still laughing after killing the monster, and his smile was full of gloom and expectation!

What kind of abnormal psychology is this?

The injured man moved backwards in panic, pressed against the door panel, wishing he could get into the wall, for fear that he would be treated as a side dish by the madman in front of him.

"Do you know Su Jiuyi?"

Fan Lin stood in front of the injured man, blocking out the light and leaving a thick black shadow on the ground.

The injured man, in the shadows, finally heard the question and responded tremblingly, "Su...Jiuyi?"

"Is it a woman's name?"

Fan Lin nodded with a kind smile. "She's a beautiful woman with a naturally gloomy face. She loves to find fault and always acts condescendingly, exploiting and enslaving everyone with a clear conscience."

"do you know her?"

As he enumerated the charges and recalled his experiences in real life, Fan Lin's tone became colder, his smile darker, and he looked so weird that he looked like a demon crawling out of the abyss.

After hearing this description, the injured man became extremely excited.

"When you mention that, it reminds me!"

"It's Miss Su from the tenth floor!"

"She can't be wrong!"

"I used to be the security captain of the residential complex. Just because I allowed a food delivery driver into the complex, she reported me to the property management. She reported me multiple times, forcing the property management to fire me."

"The reason is that delivery drivers deliver food every day and go in and out of unclean restaurants. They may have bacteria on their bodies. If they enter the community, they will pollute the community environment!"

"Such a beautiful girl, how could she be a bitch! Are her eyes made of microscopes? They can even see bacteria?"

"The sanitation workers took a break, and she reported others for not doing their job properly, which made her feel ashamed of the property management fees paid by the owners."

"The movers were moving furniture, and she reported someone else for maliciously making noise."

"..."

Suddenly he opened up and talked about Su Jiuyi's glorious deeds. The injured man coughed up blood and couldn't suppress his anger, crying and complaining.

Looking at his soul mate who had suffered the same oppression as him and shared the same ideals, Fan Lin couldn't help but feel that they had met too late.

Su Jiuyi!

You deserve to die!

He enthusiastically embraced the still crying man and asked with concern, "So, that female devil is on the tenth floor now, right?"

The seriously injured man said indignantly: "Yes, he must still be on the tenth floor!"

"Good brother, do you want to seek revenge on her?"

"Take me with you..."

Before he could finish his words, the man's pupils suddenly constricted.

As the two men hugged each other tightly, a machete was inserted into their backs, and blood gushed out.

Feeling the severe pain in his body, he froze up and looked at Fan Lin in confusion, uttering a few words with difficulty: "Why... why..."

Fan Lin hugged the surprised man and said with a smile: "Relax, otherwise it will hurt more."

"I've already investigated the bodies downstairs. Some were killed by monsters, and some were killed with machetes."

"So, you're not just some simple survivors, but thugs who looted the residents and then accidentally encountered monsters, right?"

As he spoke, the machete penetrated a few more inches, and blood filled the wall.

The man's lung was punctured and he could no longer speak. He just spat out more blood and his eyes widened in disbelief.

"There's no need to explain anything, just go with peace of mind."

"Anyway, even if I guess wrong, you're just an NPC."

The machete went through the back and out of the chest, and was pulled out suddenly, with blood gushing out.

Fan Lin pressed the man's head and pushed it gently. He fell powerlessly on the door panel like a sculpture, deader than dead.

This is a game world, but also a cruel apocalypse.

In this world of intrigue, the survival of the fittest, those who are soft-hearted cannot survive, let alone complete the main quest of the game.

Knowing that they were just some realistic NPCs, Fan Lin didn't feel any psychological burden.

He walked to another unconscious man, raised his knife and killed another one.

It’s not so lonely to travel with good brothers.

After finishing everything on the second floor, Fan Lin looked up at the ceiling, a bright smile tinged with blood on the corners of his mouth: "The tenth floor?"

"Su Jiuyi, I'm here to see you."

"You have to wait for me..."

After wiping the blood off the machete, Fan Lin walked up the stairs to the tenth floor with great anticipation.

monster.