I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 295 - 109: My combat power is 3, he must have over 10

Chapter 295: Chapter 109: My combat power is 3, he must have over 10

Wang’s grandfather sighed, "That’s responsibility for you."

Wang Kai said, "Anyone Lin Brother brings back must think of putting out the fire as the first priority. It’s just that now in the apocalypse, he’s afraid it might affect us, but Lin Brother saw right through him. He took the initiative to say it out loud, supporting his actions. Lin Brother truly lives up to his name, my idol, the Spirit in his heart, his thoughts are truly worth my learning."

Ever since Lin Fan had brought him back from the water plant, Wang Kai’s appearance had gradually started to look more and more like Lin Fan’s.

Not clinging to a strong thigh when you have the chance is asking for a lightning strike.

Zhou Ting said, "Brother Kai, you’re right. I agree too. My big brother’s level of thought is high, something I must study my entire life."

Xu Zeyang and Wen Jie exchanged looks.

They had long understood that these two were devoted fans of Sunshine District’s Lin Brother, clinging tight to the thigh. Of course, they too wanted to cling onto that thigh, but they were being a bit more discreet about it, not wanting to be too blatant, low-profile.

...

On the streets.

The fire truck drove down the road.

"Why not turn on the siren?" Lin Fan asked.

In the past, he had not wanted to hear such a sound; when he heard it, it meant that a fire had broken out. But now, that sound gave people a sense of reassurance.

It told those trapped in the fire, surrounded by flames, we are coming, we are already on our way, don’t give up, we are rescuing you.

He Yong said with surprise, "The sound can easily attract zombies."

Lin Fan said, "It’s okay, the sound of the fire truck symbolizes hope. This is not for the zombies to hear, but for the survivors. You can rest assured, leave the rest to me."

Listening to what Lin Fan said,

He Yong fell silent.

Perhaps this was the confidence of a strong man.

Soon, the sound of the fire truck’s siren spread out, attracting zombies that heard it, turning their heads, emitting low growls, and charging towards the source of the sound.

If the zombies had any intelligence, they would certainly be shouting, brothers and sisters, don’t go there; that sound is deliberate, that terrible fellow is fishing, luring you into a trap.

All of this "If you don’t bother me, I won’t trouble you" was a lie; he was just releasing the sound to lure them in.

In Chao River, a building on fire.

Billows of black smoke rose up, and the intense flames encircled the scene, burning fiercely.

He Mingxuan drove the car, looking indifferently at the scene unfolding in front of him. Cao Yan, seated in the passenger seat, was gloating, her face full of smug smiles, making He Mingxuan feel an urge to beat her fiercely.

"This is what happens when you cross me, Cao Yan."

Listening to Cao Yan’s words, He Mingxuan really sighed, women truly can be ruthless. There were a total of two cars, and Chen Zhiyong had sent them out to follow Cao Yan here.

The place was well defended, and it would be difficult to attack. According to Chen Zhiyong’s plan, the idea was to take over their resources, but Cao Yan insisted that they throw Molotov cocktails and burn everyone inside to death.

On the rooftop.

Miao Li and the others were covering their mouths and noses with wet towels, constantly pouring water downstairs. The thick smoke stung their eyes, they could scarcely keep them open, and they were worried about the mysterious survivor seeking revenge. But who could have expected it to be Cao Yan?

When they saw Cao Yan, Miao Li was really stunned.

He never imagined it would be her.

Seeing Cao Yan’s ferocious expression, he knew there was no turning back. Given Cao Yan’s meticulous nature, she certainly intended to kill them all.

"Put out the fire, hurry up and put out the fire."

Miao Li, carrying a bucket of water, poured it downstairs, trying to extinguish the flames, but the fire’s intensity was too strong, definitely not something a small bucket of water could put out.

"Damn it, I was truly foolish to have brought trouble to everyone."

Miao Li was full of regret. If he had known it would come to this, he would never have let Cao Yan go so easily.

But now it was too late to say anything.

"Cough, cough..."

Everyone was desperately trying to put out the fire, but the thick smoke made them cough violently, causing a feeling of suffocation.

In a corner.

"Ah Hai, are we going to die?"

"No, we won’t die if we can put the fire out."

Ah Hai had brought his girlfriend here, not having stayed long before encountering this situation, which was a real blow.

Bang!

The man carrying the bucket of water who ran to the rooftop fell to the ground, the water splashing everywhere. Ah Hai knew his name, Wu Yang, about the same age as him, in his twenties, not very talkative, a man of few words.

Wu Yang pushed away Ah Hai, who tried to help him up, and roared in disheveled outrage, "Miao Li, why did you let Cao Yan go? You knew she was no good, yet you let her leave, bringing us trouble."

Seeing everyone still intent on putting out the fire,

"Stop messing around, goddammit, we’re all going to die here."

"Can you calm down? Everyone is trying to put out the fire; let’s talk about it when it’s over," Miao Li tried to soothe the agitated man, understanding that his mood had been sparked by the fire.

The other survivors looked at the situation unfolding, their faces smeared with soot, the smoke choking them slightly, the fire downstairs growing stronger. Any pause could dramatically worsen the situation.

"Stop this bullshit," Wu Yang was on the verge of collapse, the oncoming crisis making him feel like he was about to explode.

Miao Li, looking at the situation, didn’t get tangled up with Wu Yang and continued to be busy, "Put out the fire, keep putting it out, don’t think about anything else."

The other survivors were equally tense, but managing to stay composed.