Apocalyptic Red Alert

This man's action seemed to have ignited the fuse between the two sides.

"Good! Well done! Blow them up! Let them see how powerful we are!"

"Let him know what it means to fight to the death! See if he dares to take so many things! Make him regret it!"

In the crowd, the survivors who were "ready to go" were more excited than each other. But these people only stopped at supporting, and no one else took any other actual actions.

They were also afraid that they would be targeted by Han Feng if they did anything. After all... Han Feng really killed two people who led the trouble in front of everyone, and even Liu Run died as soon as he said he would. With the mentality of not caring about it and watching the excitement, they kept testing Han Feng's bottom line.

[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name Taiwan Novel Network → 𝐭𝐰𝐤𝐚𝐧.𝐜𝐨𝐦]

"Oh? So... you've decided to stand up for them?" Han Feng stared at the survivor holding the grenade, his tone indifferent but full of threats.

"Nonsense, nonsense! I... don't want your woman! I want your weapon! Leave the weapon to me!" The hand holding the grenade gradually trembled. Seeing that no one was fighting with him for the weapon, the survivor's tone was no longer arrogant. But the hand holding the grenade was raised high above his head, and the dark grenade flashed a dazzling light in the morning light.

Han Feng looked at him coldly without saying anything. Wasn't he weighing the pros and cons in his heart? Just now, I killed Liu Run with my own hands. Just suppressing the panic and fear in my heart after the first murder was very mentally exhausting. I didn't expect that there would be someone who dared to go against the wind at this time...

But in the eyes of this survivor, Han Feng's eyes were like the sickle of the god of death. The cold and sharp blade seemed to be gently attached to his neck. As long as he moved... his fragile and cheap life would be taken away in an instant. ✪

"Think about it! As long as the grenade explodes! I don't care whether you live or die! I just want to survive! I can't survive if you don't leave a weapon!" At this moment, the panic of this survivor gradually turned into anger, and the grenade he held was his only support now.

"Han Feng, how about I do it?" Suddenly, Lin Lan's voice sounded behind Han Feng.

Turning his head slightly, Han Feng saw Lin Lan playing with a small knife in his hand. Suddenly, Han Feng knew that Lin Lan wanted to kill him with a "flying knife".

"No, go back to the armored vehicle first and take good care of Huhu. No matter how weak I am, I can't always hide behind you. This time, let me handle it..." Turning his head to look at Lin Lan, Han Feng's words instantly turned into the spring breeze of March, and the warmth blowing on his face formed a strong contrast with the solemn scene.

"Okay... then..."

"Go back quickly." Han Feng gently interrupted Lin Lan's words. He had already issued an order in his heart. In order to ensure Lin Lan's safety, he could only tell her to withdraw first.

"Okay." Lin Lan's eyes lingered on Han Feng, but her footsteps slowly retreated back to the car.

"Bang" The door of the armored vehicle was gently closed, making a slight sound. ]|I{•------» «------•}I|[

"Bang!" At the moment when the armored vehicle closed the door, Sniper No. 2 fired! The sound of the sniper gun firing and the sound of the armored vehicle closing the door perfectly overlapped...

"Ah! Ah!! My hand! My hand!!!" Hearing this scream, Han Feng knew that Sniper No. 2 had succeeded. When he turned around and looked at the survivor again, he found that his wrist holding the grenade was broken at the wrist! And the broken palm that flew out was still tightly holding the grenade. You know, sniper bullets are different from ordinary bullets. Sniper bullets with larger calibers are enough to penetrate and tear his wrist in an instant.

"Ah! My hand!" The screams continued, and the survivor waved his arm without a palm, blood splattered everywhere, and no one around was spared... Finally, in severe pain, the survivor knelt on the ground.

Seeing such a scene, the survivors began to panic... Some timid people have begun to cry, but I don’t know if these are tears of regret or fear...

The chaotic crowd and the mobilized soldiers standing upright and motionless mixed together, the scene is really humorous.

Han Feng raised his legs and slowly walked towards the survivor. In this short distance of more than ten meters, wherever Han Feng passed, the survivors all avoided him and made way.

"Do you know why the bullet went through your wrist instead of your head?" Han Feng came to him, squatted in front of him, and asked softly.

"How should I know! Damn! My hand!!" The survivor kneeling on the ground shouted loudly, but such a roar was also a spent force. Although he was unwilling, he couldn't even say a threatening word under the siege of the mobilized soldiers.

"Because of your own words, I saved your life." After saying this, the survivor raised his head. For the first time, he looked at Han Feng with a puzzled look, waiting for Han Feng's next speech.

"The two people who died before had bad intentions towards me, and Liu Run exhausted all my patience..." Staring at the survivor, Han Feng continued, "But you are really stupid. You dare to snatch my weapon. Do you really think this mob can help you?"

"Haha, I'll spare your life. You can still live for a few days. Repent for your stupid behavior!" After getting up, Han Feng glanced at the people around him. Wherever his eyes fell, everyone took a step back involuntarily...

"Keep looking for people who are willing to go with me." After giving a soft order to the mobilized soldiers, Han Feng added, "I'm waiting for the next "lucky" troublemaker to appear. I really look forward to how he will appear in front of me."

At this time, Han Feng unscrupulously released the resentment that had accumulated in his heart in the past few days. He had racked his brains for the survival of this group of survivors, and even sacrificed dozens of his expensive American soldiers in exchange for these buses. Unexpectedly... in the end, he was trampled on by this group of "ungrateful" people.

At this moment, Han Feng felt that in addition to the disaster brought by zombies to the world... there was also the dark side of human nature.

As soon as Han Feng's order was issued, the mobilized soldiers present quickly moved, constantly looking for the survivors who were determined to follow Han Feng before.

When the last survivor dragged his luggage onto the bus, the remaining people understood and panicked.

Because they only repented at this time! Han Feng was really saving them! Not like what Liu Run said, to kill them!

"Captain Han! Take me away! It's all my fault for the bastard things I said before! You are so generous! Take me..."

"Yes, yes, yes! Take me with you! No matter where we go, please..."

Among the remaining survivors, some surrounded Han Feng, constantly saying flattering words, trying to change Han Feng's mind, so that they could also hold Han Feng's "thighs" and seek temporary safety.

Looking at the faces of the people around him, Han Feng's mouth corners raised an intriguing arc...Haha, I have seen the dark side of these people, and I still take them with me. Am I a nanny? Am I the bodyguard of this group of people? Haha, you want to follow me? I used up several opportunities at the beginning. Now you want to follow me, sorry, no way.

Lifting his legs and walking towards his armored vehicle, Han Feng did not speak. The protective circle formed by the mobilized soldiers will definitely protect Han Feng from being touched by anyone, so he allowed the survivors to shout and beg for mercy.

Sitting in the co-pilot seat of the armored vehicle, Han Feng looked at the conscripted soldiers in the rearview mirror and the rearview mirror. When the last conscripted soldier stepped off the bike, Han Feng ignored the clapping of the people around him.