I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade
Chapter 84 - 074: One Man, One Sword, One Chair, He is the Guardian God of the Community_2

Chapter 84: Chapter 074: One Man, One Sword, One Chair, He is the Guardian God of the Community_2

Lying before him were several zombie corpses. He had been walking along, admiring the street views, feeling regret and helplessness over how such a lively city had become like this, and his heart was in turmoil.

Who would have thought that several zombies would appear, staggering towards him like rabid dogs? Left with no choice, he could only draw his sword to defend himself, quickly dispatching the group of zombies.

He flicked off the thick fluid clinging to the Frost Mourning sword, and upon closer inspection, it seemed sharper than before, as if it shone with an inexplicable luster.

"An illusion?"

He shook his head and didn’t dwell on it.

"Heh heh... roar."

A series of deep growls came, along with the sound of impacts.

He followed the sounds.

The scene before him took Lin Fan by surprise.

A mob of zombies was surrounding a bus, viciously slamming against it and causing the vehicle to reverberate loudly, while a cropped-haired man stood on the roof wielding a stick, repeatedly striking at the heads of the zombies.

Since he was standing in an unusual spot and because there were simply too many zombies, even when the stick struck the zombies’ heads, it was largely ineffective.

The number of zombies was great; they crowded and piled onto each other, and with the current situation, it wouldn’t be long before they breached the height as their line of defense.

Gu Hang swung the wooden stick in his hands, hitting the zombies trying to climb up. Faced with this predicament, even if one could stay calm and collected, it felt like personal safety was at risk.

If there was no other way out,

the consequence was predictable—it would be a dead end.

Bang!

Bang!

The stick struck the zombies’ heads, black blood sticking with every swing.

He swung the stick in all directions atop the bus, simultaneously observing his surroundings, hoping to find a path to survival. When he ran out of the drugstore, he hadn’t expected to be spotted by zombies, and after being pursued relentlessly, he ended up climbing to the roof of the bus.

That led to the current situation.

Suddenly.

Gu Hang saw Lin Fan, who was standing there dumbfounded not far away, and waved his hands urgently, "Go, hurry up and go."

His eyesight was fine.

He knew that was a living person.

Zombies couldn’t understand human speech, so he yelled, hoping Lin Fan, who had stumbled onto the scene, would make a run for it while the zombies weren’t paying attention.

But...

Gu Hang was completely stupefied by Lin Fan’s actions. Not only was the latter not scared stiff by the zombies, but he was also walking toward him, waving his hand at the same time.

"Hi, in trouble? Need a hand?"

For Lin Fan,

seeing a survivor made his eyes light up, and even a smile spread across his face—a smile upon seeing a survivor, a smile upon seeing hope, and a smile befitting a customer service representative.

He noticed a certain quality about the other person.

It wasn’t an air of wealth or power.

It was the distinct demeanor of a soldier.

Such an air couldn’t be cultivated merely by serving a year or two in the army; it was more so developed over many years of service—the mark of being efficient and confident.

The longer one served in the army, the more distinct this quality became. It wasn’t about being extraordinary, but upon careful observation, one could tell this stranger was different from ordinary people.

As Lin Fan spoke up, the zombies that had been incessantly pounding the bus momentarily paused and turned to look at the source of the sound.

"Damn it, why won’t they listen."

Gu Hang looked distressed. Facing this situation, he felt utterly powerless. Even though he had warned Lin Fan, he could have genuinely escaped since the zombies were focused on him. So long as no noise was made, they wouldn’t attract the zombies’ attention.

Lin Fan looked at the unruly zombies, "It’s really difficult when you act this way, committing violence in public is quite excessive. See this Frost Mourning sword? It doesn’t like chopping you guys down; it’s meant for self-defense."

"Heh heh... roar."

A chubby zombie, unable to bear it any longer—always fond of eating, now even more so as a zombie—couldn’t stand the delicious flesh and blood before it and ferociously pounced toward Lin Fan.

"It’s over," sighed Gu Hang. Despite his willingness to fight, he was powerless to do so.

But...

Schick!

Gu Hang’s eyes widened as, before his very gaze, the chubby zombie’s head was cleaved off by Lin Fan’s sword, its corpulent body sent flying over a dozen meters by a kick, dragging a long trace on the ground.

"How is that possible..."

He was dumbstruck, and could only be described as utterly gobsmacked. Not even the strongest guy in their unit could kick a nearly 170-pound fatty that far.

If that had truly happened, it would only be believable in a martial arts fantasy world.

Clearly, this wasn’t martial arts; this was reality.

"Heh heh... roar."

The zombies stopped hitting the bus and shifted direction, lunging at Lin Fan. Their number was not small—around twenty or thirty—which formed a formidable force.

Facing this group of unreasonable zombies, he was ready.

"When words fail to prevent your violence, I shall let my Frost Mourning sword enlighten you."

With a single hand on the sword, he swung and slashed, audibly breaking the sound barrier, a testament to the intensity of his swings.

The scene before him had Gu Hang’s eyeballs nearly popping out of their sockets. He couldn’t see the sword in Lin Fan’s hand. Whenever he looked, the zombies lunging at Lin Fan were already blasted apart.

"Can a human really do such a thing?"

Gu Hang was completely flabbergasted.

He was utterly stunned.

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