I am the Zombie King of the Apocalyptic World
Chapter 131 - 128: Let’s Kill Him Together_1

Chapter 131: Chapter 128: Let’s Kill Him Together_1

"Damn little bastard, I’ll fucking kill you all sooner or later!"

In the Noble Zone of Yindan Base, a figure staggered along the dimly lit street, a bottle of liquor in his hand. He took a gulp for every few steps, mumbling and cursing, who knows at whom.

On his chest, he wore a badge depicting a building—the symbol of Yindan Base. On his back was strapped a six-foot-long corpse cleaver, clearly making him a Special Forces member tasked with dealing with zombies.

The street was spotless, far cleaner than those in the slums. It was surrounded by trees, flowers, and trash bins, almost giving the illusion of returning to a peaceful society.

Once again, the man took a swig and stumbled onwards with blurred vision. Unbeknownst to him, a young man dressed as a sanitation worker was approaching him from behind, wielding a long broom.

Hate filled the young man’s eyes as if the figure before him was the source of a deep-seated grudge.

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes. The young man’s body trembled as the evolution force unique to neo-humans erupted, spreading to every inch of his skin. His eyes burned with bloodlust, and an aura of killing intent emanated from him.

The drunken man ahead seemed to perceive something. Swiftly turning around, he found the young man raising his broom and aiming it at his head.

"Who... who are you?" He said, his face flushed. "Want to kill me? Huh? Heh, heh, you... got some balls, who sent you? Hmm... Hahaha, spit it out!"

The drunk weaved out of the way of the young man’s strike. Even though he was drunk, his murky eyes still held a faint mockery, as if laughing at the boy’s overestimation of his ability!

"Go to hell!"

Hate surged in the young man’s heart. No one knew what he had been through, only that he loathed this drunk. Gathering all his strength, the young man swung his broom with full force at the drunkard.

But the drunkard didn’t care. A sinister smile crept onto his flushed face. He then drew the corpse cleaver at his back.

"This blade’s going to kill again, hahaha. You don’t need to tell me anything. With your level of strength, you can’t kill me. Hahahaha, die."

The drunkard stepped back, slashing upwards with the cleaver. Upon seeing this, the young man’s pupils dilated in horror, and he swiftly retreated.

The drunkard was a Special Forces member. Naturally, he had some combat experience, while this boy had just recently evolved into a neo-human with no idea of how to fight. There certainly was a gap between them.

"Die."

The drunkard slurred, and after the young man narrowly avoided his attack, he swept it horizontally towards the young man again. The young man fell to the ground in a panic, his broom getting sliced in half by the cleaver.

"I’ll fight you till death!"

Anxiety filled the young man’s eyes. He knew he could not kill this bastard tonight. But no matter what, he had to fight back to avenge his dead brother!

He lunged forward recklessly, wrapping his arms around the drunkard’s frame. He then tilted his body weight forward. The drunkard, already quite drunk, lost his balance and fell to the ground beneath the young man.

"Hahaha, you think you can kill me like this? That’s hilarious, hahaha, tell me! Who sent you to kill me!"

The drunkard lay on the ground, his cleaver slipping from his hand and falling to the side. The young man tried to grab it, but the drunkard yanked him back by his hair.

"Ahhhh, I will kill you!"

The young man went wild, his fists raised to smash into the drunkard’s face. However, before he could touch the drunk, he was shoved away.

"Heh heh, you won’t tell, huh? This will be fun. I’ll let you wish you were dead!"

The drunkard got up. He didn’t pick up his cleaver. Instead, he grabbed the young man’s hair and punched him in the stomach.

Under his colossal force, the young man felt his stomach churn, and he was extremely uncomfortable. Fighting between two similar level neo-humans was akin to a fight between ordinary people, only faster.

Not satisfied by landing just one punch in the young man’s stomach, the drunkard kicked him again, toppling him to the ground. What followed was a rainstorm of violent punches. Under the influence of alcohol, the drunkard temporarily forgot his fighting style and decided to torture the young man who dared to kill him with the simplest means!

His fists and feet mercilessly struck the young man’s body. Soon the young man curled up, clutching his head unable to retaliate.

The difference between him and the drunkard was like that between an ordinary person and a soldier trained in the military.

"Still want to kill me, hahaha, you’re so brave, I’m going to beat you to death!"

The drunkard’s voice was manic. The blows raining down on the young man became even fiercer!

It seemed as if the torture was almost over. The drunkard once again gripped the young man’s hair and lifted him up. However, just then, three unidentified figures arrived nearby and saw this scene.

"Boss... Uh, shall we..."

Seeing the young man’s miserable condition, Chen Chaoyang was reminded of the time when he had entered the survivor’s gathering at Honglin High School, shielded by Wan Hanzhou. During that time, he too was brutally beaten.

Seeing the young man, he couldn’t help sympathizing with him, and looked to Tang Ye anxiously. The decision to help this young man or not lay ultimately in Tang Ye’s hands.

"If you want to interfere, go ahead."

"Alrighty!" Chen Chaoyang replied enthusiastically.

Tang Ye did not mind Chen Chaoyang interfering. There was plenty of time now, and it was getting late. His plan to meet Ning Yu’er could be postponed until tomorrow. Going now, in the dead of night, might risk getting caught by the Curfew Check Team.

The drunkard yanked the young man’s hair, his eyes filled with brutality as he glared at him. And the young man glared back with equal hatred.

"Have the balls to kill me, fucker."

"Still tough, huh? Sure. I’ll grant your wish!"

The drunkard growled sinisterly, pulling a small knife from his waistband, ready to stab the young man in the neck. However, a voice interrupted him.

"Hey, hey, that’s enough. Are you thinking of committing murder?"

Chen Chaoyang called out leisurely, even lighting a cigarette to look cool. He exhaled a cloud of smoke, which slowly dispersed in the air.

"Who are you? Keep out of this! I’m warning you, otherwise, I’ll take care of you too!"

"What the fuck, so cocky?"

Chen Chaoyang was taken aback for a moment. Just then, Li Xiaoyan walked up to him. Seeing the drunkard beat up the young man, he gave the drunkard a hostile look.

Although he was not a neo-human like Chen Chaoyang, he didn’t possess Chen Chaoyang’s lack of discipline. Li Xiaoyan had also served in the military. Naturally, he had some fighting skills. Although his skills were not very effective against neo-humans, if Chen Chaoyang dared to take the lead, he would be the first to rush in!

"Get out of my sight. After I kill him, I’ll deal with you guys."

"Fine! You’re tough! Li Xiaoyan, let’s beat him to death together!"

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