I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1354 - 323: The Word "Self-Defense" Is No Longer Pure
Black Demon was very satisfied with the situation on site; this was the effect he wanted.
Listening, Lin Fan thought, the Mutant headquarters really struggles to win over hearts. Why does everyone think about rebelling against it? It seems the Mutant headquarters really isn’t doing well.
Being eradicated is likely what everyone is thinking about.
Black Demon’s ambition swelled, his eyes glimmering with visions of the future, "The threat we face now isn’t the zombies, but Lin Fan from Huang City’s Sunshine Shelter. With our current strength, we definitely cannot compete with him, but I am very confident that as long as I keep evolving, I believe there will come a day when I trample him underfoot and tell him, the apocalypse is ours."
"Do you have confidence in this?"
Black Demon shouted, almost roaring.
The group of perfect Mutants listening to his rambling blinked and frowned. Honestly, they didn’t believe what Black Demon said; it truly seemed like wishful thinking.
Even though they hadn’t had face-to-face contact with Lin Fan.
But they also knew how terrifying Lin Fan’s strength was.
"Yes, you must be filled with confidence in yourself regardless of the matter." Seeing nobody respond, Lin Fan, unwilling to let the other’s ideas suffer a setback, could only actively respond.
Beside him, Zhong Hong held her forehead, lowered her head, and couldn’t help but want to laugh.
"Very good, your idea is really good, you’re right, we must have..." Black Demon couldn’t help but want to praise this Mutant, thinking their idea was really good, even considering recruiting them as a confidant, but unfortunately, halfway through speaking, he noticed something was amiss, "You... you..."
The word ’you’ was uttered repeatedly for a long time, yet the conclusion remained unsaid.
The other Mutants frowned, unable to understand Black Demon’s situation; how did he suddenly start stammering, perhaps his brain was malfunctioning.
Following Black Demon’s gaze, they looked at Lin Fan.
At first glance, there wasn’t much, but by the second glance, their expressions gradually became unnatural.
A familiar face.
A familiar weapon, the weapon slung over the back.
Their brains quickly churned, already heating up, as they began to align the face they saw with the photo in the Zombie Album.
Lin Fan stood up, smiling slightly, "Hello everyone, I am Lin Fan from Huang City Sunshine Shelter, it’s my first time meeting you, and I’m very glad."
Clamor!
Boom!
A commotion erupted.
Some Mutants couldn’t help but retreat.
Some Mutants turned extremely pale, their bodies uncontrollably trembling.
Lin Fan pointed at Black Demon, looking at him with an appreciative gaze, "I listened to what you just said and think you are a very idealistic Mutant, but I must say, with no offense intended, your gap with Cui Xiaofei is quite large. In your current situation, encountering him leaves you with zero chances of survival."
"As for the possibility of wanting to trample me underfoot, I’m not saying there isn’t a chance, but the possibility is truly low."
The reason for saying this is to hope the other can take one step at a time, and not leap too far, or else it’s easy to strain oneself.
Lin Fan spoke gently, not thinking about pulling out Frostmourne to eliminate them just because they were Mutants. The excellence of humanity lies in the ability to converse properly when encountering people who can speak, because conversation requires patience.
Black Demon didn’t speak but instead stared directly at Zhong Hong standing behind Lin Fan, raising his hand in disbelief, pointing at her.
"You are a traitor."
Zhong Hong pointed at her heart, "No, don’t throw the traitor title on me. Although I am a Mutant, I still have a conscience."
"Hahaha... conscience?" Black Demon sneered, "Conscience is the easiest thing to suppress, and you’re telling me this now?"
Zhong Hong said, "Whether human, Mutant, or zombie, if there’s a conscience, then there’s nothing to fear or worry about. Look at your faces, how pale they are, this is having no conscience, and knowing the fear when the punishment arrives."
Black Demon really hadn’t thought old Mutant Zhong Hong would be a traitor. Now they were all gathered here, and running away was definitely impossible.
Zhong Hong continued, "Oh, right, forgot to tell you, do you know why you couldn’t contact headquarters? Because headquarters is no more."
"What?" The communication officer was shocked, utterly in disbelief that headquarters could be wiped out, slumping to the ground with a thump, completely dumbfounded.
Without the support of headquarters, he was utterly useless.
At this moment, not only was the communication officer dumbfounded, but other Mutants were also looking at Lin Fan in disbelief.
Their current capabilities were all given by headquarters, and even such a mighty headquarters was gone; what could they possibly use to fight against him?
Black Demon said, "Why are you all standing there? Don’t really think they will let you go, the only way to live is to fight desperately, listen to me, believe me, we have a chance if we all rush."
In a confrontation on a narrow path, the brave wins; retreat inevitably brings sorrow.
His pre-battle motivation had little effect.
No Mutant dared to move; they were all intimidated by Lin Fan’s presence, truly scared inside.
Who dares to act?
Nobody dared to move.
Thud!
Under this pressure, a young Mutant dropped to his knees.
"I just became a Mutant and haven’t done anything yet, I’m scared, please spare me."
