I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 100 - 077: Not Only Are We Trying Hard, Zombies Are Too

Chapter 100: Chapter 077: Not Only Are We Trying Hard, Zombies Are Too

Looking at the car cleanly sliced in two.

"Even you have become so sharp, which is truly unexpected," he said.

Previously, he felt that he was mighty strong, able to kill several cows with one punch, so he dared not strike people at random.

Now, he realized the sword in his hand was frighteningly sharp, fearing that if it touched someone, it would cut and bleed them, a thought so terrifying that he had to be careful not to use it recklessly.

According to the previous situation, his random swinging seemed to be able to hurt people from a distance, and if a curious citizen wanted to see him swinging his sword, being a meter apart, a casual swing could chop off that person’s head. He would definitely not be able to forgive himself for such an act and might even lock himself up in the police station.

At this moment.

Brother Hao was a bit disoriented, his nose bleeding, but he paid no mind to it and instead focused on the sliced-open car, this damned Paramount raider, the post-apocalyptic moving fortress, so much for being as tough as iron, so much for sweeping through with Gatling guns, only leaving some bullet marks?

God damn salesperson.

God damn liar.

He truly had not anticipated this outcome.

Brother Hao unbuckled his seatbelt, shakily stepped out of the car, his staggering figure carrying a bit of an unruly air, that of arrogance and disdain for others.

"Are you fucking sick in the head or what?"

Brother Hao pointed at Lin Fan and cursed furiously, the intense impact made his head fuzzy, he stumbled to the ground, the world spinning around. The sky was blue, beautiful, but his mood was anything but.

He staggered to his feet, patted his head, and continued pointing at Lin Fan, "I’m talking to you, are you fucking nuts, do you believe I can smash your head with one punch?"

He came up to Lin Fan, throwing a punch, which Lin Fan dodged by stepping aside, causing Brother Hao to miss and fall again.

Lin Fan watched calmly, the other man’s behavior somewhat unexpected yet not unreasonable.

He had seen similar news before.

Clearly in the wrong, yet becoming very angry, pushing all the blame onto others, slightly abusive cursing at best, and resorting to violence when particularly upset.

The guy in front of him was just like that.

He saw the other three survivors also stumbled out, looking dazed, as if they couldn’t accept what was happening.

"Do you realize, your actions just now were very malicious, you drove your car towards me, I dodged, but you smashed the trash can I had finally managed to collect, then you turned around and continued charging at me."

"The first time I might consider it unintentional, but the second time was clearly on purpose. You were trying to kill someone on purpose."

Lin Fan detested this kind of behavior intensely. With the apocalypse having arrived, everyone should be supporting and helping each other amidst the confusion and danger, even if powerless, but hoping for a miracle, he believed, would surely bring hope.

This guy had threatened him with a gun yesterday.

And today he deliberately rammed him with his car.

Luckily, it was Lin Fan he encountered. Had it been any ordinary person, they would have likely suffered greatly.

"I have neither wronged nor offended you, why are you trying to harm me?" Lin Fan asked.

Brother Hao, swaying, retorted, "Fuck, I need a reason to mess with you, your mother, what exactly did you do, how could you possibly have done this to my car, do you fucking realize what you have done?"

His anger roared to its peak.

Lin Fan ignored him.

Faced with such a person, he had only one thought in mind: take the man to the police station and let the officers enlighten him vividly.

Let it go?

Forget about it?

Impossible.

Those who do not value others’ lives, letting them off would only leave the danger for the next innocent victim.

"According to the Criminal Law Article 14, knowing that one’s conduct will lead to societal harm, and wishing for or allowing such outcomes to occur thereby constitutes a crime, an intentional crime," he cited.

"Intentional crime shall bear criminal responsibility."

"Provision one of Article 17 states, those who are 16 years of age and commit a crime shall bear criminal responsibility. Looking at you, you’re definitely over the limit, no doubt about it."

"Article 232 states, those who commit intentional homicide, shall be sentenced to death, life imprisonment, or no less than ten years of fixed-term imprisonment. If the circumstances are less severe, a sentence of no less than three years but no more than ten years of fixed-term imprisonment shall be imposed."

He wasn’t lecturing the law to him.

But he wanted him to understand, his actions had been severe.

"Are you fucking sick, blowing smoke up my ass here?"

Brother Hao began and ended with mother, which made Lin Fan’s brows furrow; his decency was questionable. It might be okay to occasionally curse in agitation, but this guy was too much, dropping a mother in every sentence, was terrifying.

The other three survivors, still shaky, gathered around Brother Hao.

"Brother Hao, what exactly happened?"

They were very confused, completely unaware of what had happened.

By the time they realized, it had already turned into this mess.

"Fuck, you’re asking me, but who should I ask? Fuck fuck fuck..." Brother Hao’s emotions were extremely agitated. He was driving nicely, preparing to crash into the other guy harshly when he realized the car was out of control.

Swipe!

Swipe!

Swipe!

They looked at Lin Fan, noticed the sword behind him, and the man who had been in the passenger seat spoke incredulously, "I saw him wielding that sword at our car just now, it couldn’t have been him who split it, could it?"

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