Zombie Apocalypse: Don't be afraid, I'm not a good person.

"Sir, are you familiar with the Jingwan No. 1 Villa District in Hanzhou City?"

The man looked at Shenhe with anticipation and asked nervously.

Shenhe nodded.

As a resident of Hanzhou City, he didn't know who the mayor was, but he knew this Jingwan No. 1 Courtyard. He couldn't even buy a toilet in it if he sold his house.

Moreover, the supermarket where he works has delivered specially customized goods to the residents there. Ordinary people can't even see those things, let alone buy them.

The price is hundreds or thousands of times that of ordinary goods. Grapes that cost five yuan a pound are eaten by people for five hundred or a thousand yuan.

When he accompanied the delivery, the homeowner was very generous. They gave him a bunch of grapes worth thousands of yuan, and the homeowner had the housekeeper wash them and give them to him. He couldn't refuse them. The homeowner said, "I'm giving you some. If you don't eat it, you're not giving me face."

Actually, at that time, they were just embarrassed to eat it because they knew it was too expensive and they couldn't afford it.

The food was indeed different; it was the pure, natural taste of his childhood, with some flavors he couldn't quite describe.

It's not like the cloyingly sweet food that ordinary people eat.

"Sir, my name is Yan Jiawen. I used to own a unit in Jingwan No. 1 Courtyard, but now it's been occupied by a man named Ma Yichuan. He's the one who just came to take me away!"

It was him.

Shenhe glanced at Yan Jiawen. He had built most of the residential complexes in Hanzhou City, so it was no wonder he had the means to live in Jingwan No. 1 Courtyard.

Are you sure?

"100% certain!"

Shenhe turned to a soldier and said, "Watch them go back to base, then you guys wait for me here."

"Yes, sir!" the soldier saluted.

"Holy crap!"

"A deity?!"

"It must be a superpower!"

In front of everyone, Shenhe waved his hand and opened a portal, leaving everyone present speechless with astonishment.

Just as Shenhe was about to leave, Yan Jiawen noticed and stepped forward, kneeling in front of him.

"Sir, you must be going to Jingwan No. 1 Courtyard, right? Please, could you take me with you? When I was kicked out, my elderly mother was still there. Whether she is dead or alive, I want to go back and see her one last time."

Seeing that he was a filial son and that he had provided him with information, and that the system map showed him as green, Shenhe directly placed a spatial mark on him, then grabbed him by the collar and disappeared from the spot.

The two suddenly disappeared, causing another gasp from those present.

"Everyone, line up and come in! Once you've registered and entered the city, you'll be safe and have a new home!"

The soldier's words brought the people on the scene back to their senses, and they looked expectantly at the city wall opposite the teleportation portal as they lined up.

Jingwan No. 1 Courtyard Main Entrance

The place was bustling with activity at the moment, but the main gate was tightly closed.

Outside the gatekeeper's house, six or seven shirtless men, revealing lean muscles and covered in tattoos, sat on the steps.

Some were leisurely leaning against the houses smoking, while others were stuffing cans of braised pork into their mouths. They were all sweating profusely, and several guns were casually placed on the ground beside them.

The sounds coming from the guardhouse behind them brought knowing smiles to the faces of the men.

A few minutes later, the door to the guardhouse opened, and a man who was as thin as a stick walked out with a ruddy complexion, wiping the sweat from his forehead as he walked.

"Damn! Life is so awesome now!"

"This apocalypse is fucking perfect! I never dared to dream of living like this before. Give me a cigarette! A cigarette after a meal is better than being a god! Hahahaha!"

Through the door, you can see two figures lying in the guardhouse.

The man who had been eating canned braised pork saw him come out and his eyes lit up. He quickly shoveled the last two pieces of meat into his mouth. "Shift change! I have cigarettes in my pocket! Help yourself! I'm done with the braised pork, I'm going to get some bok choy to eat! Hehehehehe!"

After saying that, he threw down the tin can, rushed into the guardhouse, and slammed the door shut.

The men outside, seeing his hurried manner, all looked at him with mockery and ridicule.

"Look at him, so pathetic, like he's never had a game before! Hahaha!"

"It's not the first time! It's still so embarrassing."

"Weren't you the same just now, criticizing others?"

"I'm a germaphobe; I don't want to eat leftovers!"

"Damn! People like you with OCD should eat at the back, so you can wash the dishes!"

"Go to hell! Who wants to wash your dogs' dishes!"

Hahahaha!

The skinny guy lit a cigarette, took a satisfying drag, and out of the corner of his eye noticed a man next to him frowning. He blew smoke at the man, making the man glare at him from the fumes.

"Hey! What are you thinking about, Brother Yang? Why are you frowning?"

Yang frowned even more deeply upon hearing this. "I've been feeling really uneasy all day. Ma led us to rob so many people, but it turns out that place was a military evacuation point! Isn't that like pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth? And Ma didn't even explain this to us before we went!"

The skinny guy rolled his eyes dismissively, turned around, picked up the gun that was lying on the ground, and patted the gun in front of Yang Ge.

"See this thing? A gun!"

"The reason we were afraid of soldiers was because they had guns! But now? We have guns too! So why are we afraid of them? Besides! Brother Ma is a superhuman!"

Yang Ge's brow remained furrowed, and the panic in his heart only intensified with the skinny man's attempts to comfort him.

When he looked up, his eyes widened instantly. There were two more people suddenly appearing inside the door!

"Who goes there! How did you get in?!"

He picked up his gun, pointed it at the two men, and shouted at them sternly.

"Holy crap! Really! How did you get in?!"

"who!"

The others also realized what was happening and grabbed their guns, pointing them menacingly at Shenhe and Yan Jiawen who had suddenly appeared.

Shenhe teleported over with Yan Jiawen and they saw this group of men. Yan Jiawen held his forehead and shook his head, not yet used to the discomfort brought about by the sudden change in time and space.

Shenhe ignored the men's questions and looked past them toward the commotion inside the guardhouse.

He glanced at them, then looked away, his expressionless gaze fixed on the men pointing guns at him.

"You fucking..."

Ignored by Shenhe, the skinny guy, who was used to being arrogant, was about to step forward and beat him up. For them, killing no longer brought much pleasure; it was inflicting pain and fear that gave them satisfaction.

"Bang!!!"

The skinny man had barely taken a step when Shenhe shot him, leaving a bloody hole between his eyebrows. He fell straight backward, his warm blood splattering all over Yang Ge's face.

Yang Ge trembled and touched his face, looking at Shen He in horror. When he saw Shen He, the panic in his heart reached its peak, and his body even trembled to the extreme, beyond his control.

"You fucking want to die!"

"Kill them!"

"He must be alive! I'm going to teach him a lesson he won't forget!"

As the skinny man's body fell to the ground, the remaining men pointed their guns at Shenhe's arms and legs, their faces contorted with grotesque expressions, ready to fire.

They've already figured out how to punish Shenhe, that handsome pretty boy!