Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

Li Huo appeared behind us unnoticed, carrying two gleaming machetes: "Time's up, come with me! Let's get down to business!"

Lu Fan glanced at the guards and Li Huo.

It is clear that a direct attack would not be wise.

It would be better to play along and wait until things get chaotic before taking action.

He nodded silently and followed Li Huo through the corridor to where President Xu and President Niu were located.

The two stood in front of the door of a luxury suite converted from a conference room.

Although it was very soundproof, you could still hear various screams of pleasure coming from inside.

"Damn it, still feeling good even when you're about to die?"

Li Huo sneered, gave Lu Fan a look, and then kicked the door open!

boom!

The candlelight flickered inside the room.

On the large round table, General Manager Xu and General Manager Niu were completely naked.

There were four or five disheveled young women around, and the ground was covered with strange liquid and torn stockings.

"Who the hell is that?!"

Startled, Mr. Xu pulled up his underwear and began to curse, "Li Huo? You fucking want to die? How dare you barge into my room!"

"I apologize for interrupting your enjoyment!"

Li Huo slammed the door shut behind him, the two machetes gleaming coldly in the candlelight. "President Peng asked me to pass on a message to you two—he needs your cooperation in dying!"

"Damn it! Do you think I'm a three-year-old?!"

Boss Niu roared and reached for the steel pipe by the bedside.

But Li Huo didn't give them a chance at all, and rushed forward in a flash.

The two knives were wielded with such precision that there was no gap between them.

They cut Mr. Xu open, and his intestines spilled all over the floor.

The fleeing Niu was in no better shape; his neck was cut in half, his head was tilted to one side on his shoulder, and blood was still gushing out.

"Ah!! Murder!"

The women screamed and scattered, only to find a tall man wearing a hat blocking the doorway.

Lu Fan stood with his arms crossed, expressionless, blocking the doorway.

A woman in black stockings knelt weeping at Lu Fan's feet, clinging to his legs and pleading, "Big brother! Please let me go! I just want some food... I'll do anything!"

Lu Fan glanced down at her, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

In this world, for ordinary people to survive, there's nothing more to it than women selling their bodies and men risking their lives.

If neither of these two things can be done, then one is probably no different from livestock.

He didn't make a move, but instead prepared to open the door and let them out.

For Lu Fan, the more chaotic the scene, the easier it would be for him to succeed.

I just turned the handle.

Driven by a bloodlust, Li Huo charged forward.

In a few swift moves, he knocked the begging women to the ground, blood splattering everywhere.

The screams inside the house stopped abruptly.

After doing all this, Li Huo wiped the blood from his face, turned around, and walked step by step toward Lu Fan at the door, his voice gloomy.

"Xiao Han, Mr. Xu and the others have set off."

"Now...it's your turn!"

Lu Fan looked at Li Huo, who was closing in step by step, and a smile suddenly appeared on his lips.

He slowly removed the blood-stained hat, revealing a angular, unfamiliar face.

"Little Fire! Isn't it a bit cold-hearted to be like this?"

Li Huo stopped in his tracks, his pupils suddenly contracting: "Who are you?! Where's Xiao Han?!"

Realizing something was wrong, Li Huo decided to strike first.

However, the next second, a dark gun barrel was pointed at his forehead.

Li Huo's muscles instantly stiffened, and his forward momentum was abruptly halted...

As an elite member of the security company, he immediately recognized it as a Type 64 pistol, with the safety off and the hammer cocked.

Definitely the real deal!

"Don't shoot!" Li Huo instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

"Throw away the knife and put your hands up!" Lu Fan said calmly, holding the gun in one hand.

Li Huo took a deep breath and slowly released his hand to raise it.

Clang.

Two machetes fell to the ground.

He moved cautiously, his mind racing.

Seven paces away, the gun is swift.

But within seven steps...

He was less than five meters away from Lu Fan.

If he could gamble that the opponent's first shot would miss or jam, he was absolutely certain that he could snap the kid's neck in a second!

"Brother, let's talk this out..."

Li Huo begged for mercy, but suddenly exerted force with his feet, lunging to the side like a cheetah, trying to use the table as cover.

The moment he moved, Lu Fan moved as well.

But instead of pulling the trigger, he made a move that baffled Li Huo.

He swung his arm wide, as if he were going to smash it over like a pistol was a rock!

What kind of approach is this?

Was his gun out of bullets?

Li Huo was overjoyed, and his eyes instantly turned ferocious.

It was just an empty gun. You wanted to hit me with it? You're asking for it!

He stared intently at Lu Fan's hand, preparing to catch the iron lump as a weapon.

However, the moment Lu Fan swung his arm...

The black pistol vanished into thin air!

Instead, there was a heavy, sharp, bloodstained wood-chopping knife!

At such close range, and with Lu Fan throwing with all his might, the trajectory of the blade was completely invisible.

"What—"

puff! !

Before Li Huo could even utter a cry of alarm, the wood-chopping knife pierced his chest with pinpoint accuracy, just like cutting through tofu, disappearing into his flesh!

The impact sent him flying backward, crashing into the wall.

“Cough… cough…”

Li Huo's eyes widened as he looked down at the still-swaying machete at his chest, then at the pistol that had reappeared in Lu Fan's hand.

At that moment, his worldview collapsed.

How did a pistol turn into a knife?

"This is called outsmarting them, keep the fire low!"

Lu Fan put his baseball cap back on, walked over, and mercilessly pulled out his wood-chopping knife: "Your men are all outside. Making such a fuss with gunfire will only alert them! Idiot!"

Li Huo opened his mouth as if to say something, but only a mouthful of blood gushed out. His head lolled to the side, and he died completely.

Lu Fan breathed a sigh of relief.

With a thought, the wood-chopping knife in his hand vanished instantly and was retrieved into his spatial ring.

He clapped his hands, straightened his clothes, and pushed open the door to go out.

In the hall, more than twenty people had already assembled, each holding a sharp weapon and with fanatical eyes.

"Captain Han! Where's Brother Huo?" someone asked.

Lu Fan calmly coughed and said, "Brother Huo is constipated and needs to poop, so let us go first!"

"Huh? Brother Huo isn't here, so what do we do?" The crowd stirred.

They always followed Li Huo's orders.

"Ask them! Don't you guys have brains?!"

Lu Fan suddenly raised his voice, pulled his hat brim low, and roared, "The task General Peng gave us was so simple—just chop anyone you see! Do I need to teach you how to hold a knife?! Anyone who delays our trip to Xihuan Mountain, I'll be the first to cripple them!"

That shout, delivered with such force, stunned everyone.

I never expected that Han Ge, who is usually so quiet and reserved, could be so terrifying when he gets angry.

"Captain Han is right!"

A seasoned veteran, eager to prove himself, immediately jumped out: "We're the elite of the new world! We need decisiveness! Brothers, according to the previous plan, split into three groups and go down to eliminate those freeloaders! For the sake of the ship tickets!!"

"For the ship tickets!!"

In order to leave and survive, these people didn't need Lu Fan to waste any words explaining.

Soon, led by the veteran, a large group of people rushed towards the stairwell.

Even the six guards protecting the supplies wanted to rush down along for the sake of credit.

In less than a minute.

The entire 30th floor became completely empty.

"A bunch of idiots!"

Lu Fan sneered and turned to head straight for the supplies room.

There weren't many supplies inside: half a case of canned food, a few cases of biscuits and bottled water, some red wine, and a bunch of other miscellaneous items...

He didn't have time to look closely and went straight to the water purifiers in the corner.

With a single slash, Lu Fan cleaved through the shells and, by the candlelight, found what he was looking for, and more than one thing at that.

[Successfully retrieved non-fishing material: 5 high-quality household RO reverse osmosis membrane filter cartridges]

"Wow! I'm rich!"

Lu Fan moved swiftly, taking off his jacket and trousers and stuffing the materials into his pocket.

With these, not only can water purifiers be made, but also the subsequent usage and consumption can be guaranteed!

He took out a windproof lighter as a light source and began searching for other supplies.

Since we're already here, we might as well take as much as we can – it won't hurt!

Just as Lu Fan was engrossed in scavenging supplies

A chilling feeling, like thorns in his back, made his scalp tingle.

A cold dagger was pressed silently against his lower back.

Immediately afterwards, General Peng's chilling voice rang in my ears:

"I knew something was off about you..."

"Where did Li Huo go? Did you kill him?"