I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 131 - 082: Is This Damn Thing Called Fourteen Years Old?_2

Chapter 131: Chapter 082: Is This Damn Thing Called Fourteen Years Old?_2

"Whimper..."

The boy cried and ran into Lin Fan’s arms. As he drew close, a fierce look flickered in his eyes. Holding a dagger behind his back, he stabbed repeatedly into Lin Fan’s abdomen.

"Die, die, go and die."

The boy shrieked viciously, already imagining the scene that would follow—his adversary’s abdomen bleeding profusely, clutching his belly, his face pale, leaning against the security door, disbelievingly looking at himself.

Thinking of these images excited him immensely.

But...

Strange, why wasn’t there any thick, warm liquid? It shouldn’t be possible.

The boy stepped back, looked at the silvery dagger in his hand, and then at the other’s abdomen. Apart from the clothes being pierced, there was no blood at all.

How... how was this possible?

Damn, it really was bizarre.

"Why are you stabbing my clothes? I’ve been so friendly, and you come at me with a dagger wanting to kill me," Lin Fan said, disapprovingly.

He was very disappointed with the boy in front of him. No, the boy’s tone wasn’t like this just now. Suddenly, when saying ’Die, die, go and die,’ his voice had turned deep, like that of an adult.

Lin Fan suspected this ’kid’ was not a child at all, but an adult in disguise. Judging by the voice and appearance, it was highly likely.

What he really hadn’t expected was...

That his adversary was stabbing his abdomen with a dagger without him feeling any pain.

"What a pity for this piece of clothing."

He felt rather helpless; the clothes weren’t costly, but they were bought with money.

"How can there be nothing wrong?"

Sun Xiang was extremely shocked. He was only about 1.4 meters tall. He had always been shorter than others, and when he grew to 1.4 meters, he never grew any taller.

At the hospital, the doctor had said helplessly that if he had come during his growth phase, maybe they could have done something.

This had driven Sun Xiang to complete despair.

He could only be called a dwarf.

Lin Fan looked at him, "You’re deliberately trying to kill me."

Just at that moment.

The tightly closed door was pushed open, revealing three burly men wielding kitchen knives, hammers, and iron rods, glaring menacingly at Lin Fan.

They were insane, with a brutishness that normal people couldn’t fathom.

"Sun Xiang, what are you doing? You can’t even kill this guy?" one of the strong men complained discontentedly.

Their consistent trick was to lure survivors into their trap. To date, they had already successfully lured two people who were deceived by Sun Xiang.

The apartment had no supplies. For those living there, the kitchen was like a decoration. Nobody cooked there—not out of laziness, but for various reasons.

Sun Xiang looked at Lin Fan, perplexed, "This guy is indestructible. I stabbed him many times, just tearing his clothes. There’s something wrong with him, he truly has some issues."

This frightening situation was hard for him to accept.

"Bullshit, are you dumb from eating meat? What does ’indestructible’ mean? Stop talking nonsense, grab the tools, and let’s kill this guy." The strong man disregarded what Sun Xiang had said.

What does ’indestructible’ mean?

Nonsense.

He definitely didn’t use enough force.

Hearing what his big brother said, Sun Xiang felt a bit more stable. Thinking about it, they were four strong men, and despite his short stature, they were indeed strong.

Lin Fan knew these four were not friendly.

The weapons in their hands meant they intended to attack him.

Lin Fan said, "I hope you can be reasonable. Turn back, don’t do something irreversible. For me, it doesn’t matter whether you have weapons or not. When I switch to self-defense mode, it could cause irreparable harm to you."

He thought about capturing these guys and taking them to the police station.

But when it came to capturing, he could only capture this child-like individual because he had indeed attempted to stab him. This action was already illegal and threatened his own safety. Taking him to the police station was justified.

For now,

he waited. He had no other thoughts, just waiting for these three to switch to criminal mode. Nowadays, the apocalypse was fraught with danger. Everyone struggled to survive, facing not only zombies but also deceitful acts of brutality.

He was unwilling to tolerate it.

If it weren’t him but some ordinary person instead, the consequences would have been unthinkable, and that innocent person would surely have suffered terribly.

The three brawny men with tools glared fiercely. They hadn’t taken any of Lin Fan’s words to heart.

Self-defense mode?

Reason?

Irreparable harm?

All that talk was nonsense. They had been tormented by the apocalypse to near madness, cooped up here, unable to go anywhere, even lacking food. To survive, they just wanted to fill their bellies.

"Kill him!" the lead man roared angrily, swinging his hammer toward Lin Fan’s head.

The swing was forceful; a direct hit would definitely cause a bloody crater in the head.

Bang!

In a flash,

a dark shadow zipped through, stunning them into immobility, even a bit too slow to react. Turning back, they found their companion thrown against the wall, the force sufficient to make his head hit the wall, splattering blood.

Before they could react,