I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 179 - 090: Go to Sunshine District, for it is the Land of Hope, pursue it there_2

Chapter 179: Chapter 090: Go to Sunshine District, for it is the Land of Hope, pursue it there_2

"Yes, I saw your dad." Lin Fan noticed the rosy palm print on one side of Cao Qing’s face, slightly surprised by it. Had she just been hurt?

Cao Qing asked urgently, "Where is my dad, where is he?"

To her, her only relative was her father.

Thinking of Cao Yan’s death, Lin Fan sighed, silently stroked her head, and did not speak.

Cao Qing’s expression was one of deep loss, she knew the truth but couldn’t bring herself to believe it. Deep down, there was always that glimmer of hope, her fervent wish that her father was still alive.

"Your dad asked me to take you away. Would you like to come with me?" Lin Fan asked softly.

"I would." Cao Qing nodded her head.

Lin Fan smiled, taking Cao Qing’s hand, "Then let’s go."

He didn’t say much to the group around him. Upon entering, he felt the oppressive atmosphere here, incomparable to the Sunshine District, where everyone was positive and proactive.

From the eyes of these people, he saw ferocity and even more so, indifference.

"Stop."

Ma Jian, seeing this stranger attempt to take his prey away, was greatly upset. "Damn it, some nerve, right? My admired prey, and you think to take it away without so much as asking, have you even considered us?"

The group of survivors huddled in the corner exchanged glances.

It was as if they were communicating through their eyes.

In their eyes, this brazenly bold, strange survivor would meet a tragic fate.

These were ruthless men, extremely vicious.

And with just one person against them, there was no way he could stand a chance.

Nobody dared to move, nor did anyone dare to speak.

The silence was watching.

They had become numb, thinking only if they could survive themselves. The fact that someone appeared wanting to save this girl was now irrelevant to them.

"May I ask if you need something?" Lin Fan asked politely. Even though the man was not good news, Lin Fan was friendly to everyone. In the apocalypse, constant harsh words could deeply impact one’s psychology.

This wasn’t something he wished to see, nor was it something he wanted to encounter.

Qiu San’s gang watched as if watching a play. They found this scenario very intriguing, with a positive young man, disregarding their existence, attempting to take someone away from their clutches—a bizarre situation for sure.

They all wanted to see what would happen next.

Pointing at Lin Fan with a fierce expression, Ma Jian said, "Do you fucking know where you are? Do you know this girl is my valuable prey? You motherfucker, thinking of taking someone from in front of me, have you even considered me, huh?"

Lin Fan responded, "I feel your temper is terrible, your mindset, too, and what you just said was not good. What do you mean by ’prey’? You’re insulting a child. I hope you can improve your temper. I understand the apocalypse greatly affects your mood, but I still hope you can remain somewhat rational and be a little friendlier towards people, to progress together in this dire world and work together."

Silence.

The room fell silent in an instant.

Everyone looked at Lin Fan, one thought in their minds: this guy must be out of his mind to say such things in times like these.

Ha ha ha...

Qiu San laughed.

Ma Jian laughed too.

And their henchmen roared with laughter.

Their laughter was unhinged, unbridled, as if they were laughing at a fool.

Facing the taunts, Lin Fan remained calm, harboring no additional thoughts. Being mocked for one’s own beliefs needed no defense; arguing was just a waste of energy.

People’s thoughts differ, but the essence of thought is the same.

Summed up in one word.

"Hope"

It’s all about hope, because hope gives one the motivation to strive.

"Motherfucker," Ma Jian growled, snatching a machete from another’s hand, pointing it menacingly at Lin Fan, "I don’t wish to waste words. Right now, bring that girl to me, or I will kill you."

He was truly vicious.

This ruthlessness had skyrocketed compared to peacetime.

Before, he might have dared only to wield a beer bottle, but now, he was bold enough to brandish a knife at someone he disliked, unflinchingly.

Lin Fan shielded Cao Qing behind him.

"I hope you can calm down; what you are doing now is already illegal."

He was educating the other about the law.

It was his hope that the other could abide by the law, pull back in time, turn back from the brink, and refrain from acts of regret.

The crowd listened to Lin Fan speak.

And were stunned.

They were even more convinced of one thing.

That the person before them really was severely ill.

"Fuck! Even at such a time, someone still spouts this nonsense to me. You brain-dead things still lack the courage to face reality. It’s the apocalypse, what do laws mean? You’re telling me this?" Ma Jian turned back to the others. "Big Brother, tell me he isn’t sick."

Qiu San, failing to see the gravity of the situation, continued to watch the scene unfold as if a spectator.

"Right, he’s really sick. Let’s kill him, chop him into pieces, make him a bloody mess, and show him we’re not to be trifled with."

He needed to assert his dominance.

To make those cowering in the corner more fearful, more submissive, to let them understand the consequences of defying him.

His power came from violence and cruelty, dominating these fellows.

"Just as Big Brother said, that’s what we should do," growled Ma Jian as he stepped toward Lin Fan, knife gleaming in his hand.

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