Chapter 172 - 089 Lin Fan: Feeling like twenty bulls won’t be enough for me to beat

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Chapter 172: Chapter 089 Lin Fan: Feeling like twenty bulls won’t be enough for me to beat The distance was a bit far. It hadn’t reached here yet. "You all take care on your way," Lin Fan waved to Zhu Ming and his family of three, the surrounding environment always made them feel nervous, such was the quietness of desolation. Only Lin Fan could stand here with a relaxed mood amidst the roaming zombies. Zhu Ming looked at Lin Fan with gratitude, "Thank you, I originally had no hope for the post-apocalyptic world, but seeing you, I realize there is still hope." Lin Fan smiled, finding joy in the recognition from others. "Good luck, have a safe journey." Zhu Ming started the sedan and drove in the direction of his hometown. He didn’t know what he would encounter along the way, but that no longer mattered. He had to return home, where important people to him and his wife awaited. They brushed past the oncoming car. Zhu Ming looked at the others, and they looked back at him, all survivors of the apocalypse, but in the absence of familiarity, no one dared to initiate conversation. "They’re not short on numbers," Zhu Ming worried for Lin Fan, then shook his head. What was he thinking? So powerful, so strong, effortlessly killing zombies, there surely was no danger for him. At this moment. Lin Fan still stood in place, watching the approaching vehicle. As it neared, the car’s modified appearance caught his attention, it must be a Wuling Hongguang, modified on the outside to enhance its defensive capabilities. Each window was welded with wire mesh to prevent any possible incidents like zombies smashing and shattering the glass. The survivors inside the modified van were a bit surprised to see Lin Fan. "What is this guy doing?" "He’s got guts, just stupidly staying here." "I bet he was probably dumped here by those survivors in the car that just passed." "Forget about him, there aren’t any zombies around now, let’s hurry up and refuel." There were four survivors in the modified van. The vehicle drove to the gas station. The three survivors got out of the car, all casting glances at Lin Fan. From their eyes, you could tell they were very cautious. In this post-apocalyptic world, the living were even more dangerous than the zombies. Of course, they weren’t too afraid. After all, there were four of them. While there was only him. "Hello," Lin Fan greeted them amicably. As he spoke. The three survivors refueling were slightly startled, as if they hadn’t expected him to daringly speak up. If the zombies heard, the situation would be very bad. The survivor with the stick whispered to the two beside him, then approached the driver, muttering something. Lin Fan’s presence clearly had the potential to cause them a little trouble. Seeing that they ignored him, Lin Fan didn’t get angry. The circumstances dictated caution with strangers. After all, trust was built on familiarity, and since he wasn’t acquainted with them, it was normal for them to be wary. "Don’t be afraid, I have no ill intentions," Lin Fan said softly. Upon hearing Lin Fan’s words, all four were taken aback. What confidence he must have to say something like "don’t be afraid." They really wanted to tell him: There are four of us, and only one of you. If anyone should be afraid, it’s you. They continued being cautious. And still didn’t say a word. Soon, the two survivors had finished refueling and hurried back to the van with the canister, not daring to delay, fearing the longer they lingered, the more likely they’d encounter zombies. From the start of the apocalypse until now, they had faced zombies many times, and those creatures were truly terrifying. Facing them head-on, no one could kill a zombie easily. It always took advantage of the terrain. Get in the car and close the door. The three survivors instantly breathed a sigh of relief. Going out to scavenge was the most dangerous task, any carelessness could lead to disaster, but once back in the car, they felt safe again. The sense of security was overwhelming. Seeing his companions back, the man in the driver’s seat looked at Lin Fan and said slowly, "You should go. We won’t be taking you with us. That car just now must be your group, right? They left you here, which shows that to them, you are an unstable element." He had stayed silent before because he didn’t want to provoke Lin Fan, hoping to leave him with a glimmer of hope, so as not to become frustrated and rage after being rejected, and possibly think of a murder-suicide. Now that they had the gas and everyone was back in the car, even if zombies came rushing this way, they could drive off at a moment’s notice. "Take me? Unstable element?" Lin Fan was surprised, then said, "You’ve got it wrong. I don’t need you to take me, and I only just met them. I saw their car was out of gas, so I helped them, a family of three, push it here to refuel. After they left, I saw you coming and just wanted to see what you were going to do." Upon hearing this. The four survivors looked at each other, struggling not to laugh. "It’s the end of the world; with your situation, I don’t think any normal survivor group would take you in. You might as well try your luck at Xinfeng Hotel, there’s a team of survivors there," said the driver, named Zhou Yang, in his thirties, accustomed to deceit and cunning. In his mind, Lin Fan was a survivor hiding his true nature, and letting him join the team would only bring the day of their group’s demise closer. No one was willing to take that risk, and they were no exception.

Chapter 172 - 089 Lin Fan: Feeling like twenty bulls won’t be enough for me to beat

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