I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1377 - 330: Tch, He Definitely Ran Away

The traitor...

Lin Fan was amused by what the bald man said, quite a character with ideas, but it worked out well, as the other party would lead the way, saving him the trouble of searching himself.

As for whether the other party was a bad person, he wouldn’t carelessly listen to others’ advice now.

Seeing is believing, hearing is deceiving.

The bald man saw Lin Fan smile and leaned in, trying to please him, "Big brother, do you think this counts as making amends with merit? After all, it’s about confessing leniency and resisting severity, right?"

He’s ruthless, sure, he’s a ruthless man.

But can you call him a coward now? Of course not, after all, the wise man knows when to retreat, and if he knows he can’t win, he should step back, or else he’d just be banging his head against the wall. He wonders how hard this little head thinks he is.

"Do you think you are?" Lin Fan countered.

The bald man hurriedly said, "Of course I do. I really want to contribute to our post-apocalyptic world. If life didn’t force me, who would choose to be stuck in such an environment?"

At this point, the bald man squeezed out two teardrops with difficulty.

Proving everything he said was true, he truly had a sincere intention to repent.

The two survivors standing behind the bald man nodded frantically, expressing a clear message.

We’re the same.

"Well said."

Lin Fan was still thinking about the suit-wearing man he mentioned earlier. Who was he, and why did a few words make their boss leave? Could there be powers he didn’t know about?

It truly was a headache.

He hated those so-called powers the most because they never intended to help the surviving humans and instead harmed them like zombies.

The bald man was secretly happy. Determined to change the big guy’s view of him, he thought carefully about these words with all his efforts. Luckily, he read a bit more under his parents’ strict upbringing as a child, or else he might not have been able to say these things.

"Thanks for understanding, really, thanks for understanding. I told you, what about the apocalypse? There are still good people around."

The bald man wiped the squeezed tears from the corner of his eye, genuinely moved.

Of course, if it weren’t for running into Lin Fan, and it was any ordinary person, the outcome would probably be different. The bald man would absolutely rub his shiny head, hold a gun, shoot a domineering look, and, with a fierce, intimidating voice, stare right back at them, saying.

’So arrogant, huh?’

Lin Fan didn’t want to talk to them much, "Let’s go, take me to the shelter you mentioned."

He wanted to see what kind of shelter it really was.

Could it really be as brutal as he said?

Lin Fan headed towards the car. Not taking the car and choosing to lift and jump with it is not a wise choice.

Besides, the distance wasn’t far; just a short ride and they’d be there.

The three survivors subdued firmly by Lin Fan got in the car obediently; who dared to have any dissatisfaction or disobedience?

...

The shelter of all evil people.

Two survivors appeared; both were men. Ever since the boss left and disbanded the shelter, they had no one to rely on, so they thought of coming here, hoping to be taken in.

Without the boss’s protection, they were as small as a kitten, lacking the ability to survive.

"What are you doing?" The survivor patrolling the wall, holding a gun, saw two survivors appearing at the gate of the shelter and asked angrily.

The two survivors were so scared they trembled all over, bowing humbly, "Big brother, we came from Lv Xian’s side, our big brother Lv disbanded the shelter, so we came to seek refuge."

The armed survivor knew about Lv Xian, a terrible guy. Their boss had contact with Lv Xian, and in no more than three moves, Lv Xian had overpowered their boss, but for some reason, Lv Xian did not kill their boss and instead turned and left with a knife.

Since then, there had been no contact between the two sides.

"Wait."

The armed survivor hurriedly left to inform the boss of the situation over here; all decisions were made by the boss.

Moments later.

The armed survivor returned to his post, operated the controls, and opened the electronic gate, "Come in."

"Thank you."

"Thank you."

The two survivors were extremely grateful.

They walked in, curiously looking around, and noticed a few shirtless burly men not far away, pressing down on a pig. As they approached, the big men turned their heads, their eyes casting sidelong glances that made their hearts tremble with fear.

The burly man holding a butcher’s knife withdrew his gaze, then fiercely stabbed the pig’s throat. The intense pain made the pig scream miserably, but unfortunately, the hold was so strong, no amount of struggle could break free.

The two survivors swallowed nervously, extremely tense.

They had heard that this place was full of ruthless people, and it was truly like that.

They naturally knew about Sunshine Shelter, but they really didn’t want to go there, considering the rules there. With what they had done, if they really went there, it wouldn’t end well.

So they would rather join the shelter of all evildoers than go to Sunshine Shelter.

They needed freedom; an apocalyptic world without freedom is terrible.

"Where did they get the pig from?"

"I don’t know, maybe they found it somewhere else, but it shows they’re living quite well."