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

Just as their fingers were on the triggers, ready to fire a bullet with a little force, the guns in their hands suddenly slipped from their grasp and flew out, along with the earrings on their ears!

"ah!!!"

"Wh...what?!"

"Where's the gun?!"

"He's one of them! He's a superhuman too!"

Several men stared at their empty hands, while two others covered their ears. Finally, they all looked at Shenhe in horror, sweat pouring down their foreheads.

Shenhe stretched out a hand, which emitted golden light, and several men's guns floated in front of his palm.

Two of the men, who were easily frightened, turned around and tried to run back into the residential area.

The moment he took a step, before he had even taken half a step, Shenhe's gaze swept over him indifferently, and a flash of silver light disappeared in an instant.

"Pfft!!!!"

After a sharp, almost inaudible screech!

The people at the door froze abruptly, instinctively looking down at their waists. The next second, they all shrunk by half a head, their upper bodies sliding down the clean cut to the ground, completely separating from their lower bodies.

"Aaaaaaah! It hurts!"

The excruciating pain came a little late. Several people collapsed to the ground, convulsing, their faces contorted as they stared at their two severed bodies, letting out heart-wrenching screams. They frantically tried to cover their broken ends with their hands, and warm intestines mixed with blood gushed out, spilling onto the ground.

Just as Yan Jiawen was getting used to it, he saw that the group of people had collapsed on the ground like trash, groaning in pain.

Before he could even process the military leader's ruthless methods and see their situation clearly, a bunch of guns floated in front of him. He looked at Shenhe in astonishment.

"Take the gun and go find your mother yourself."

Shenhe's calm voice drifted into his ears, giving him a momentary sense of disconnect, as if he were a child. He didn't act coy, picked up a familiar gun, checked the magazine, and found it was full!

"Sir, thank you for your help! I..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned and ran away. If he had dared to boast that he could help if needed before the apocalypse, he couldn't help at all now!

"Kid...do you know who Brother Ma is?! He's also a superhuman, a powerful superhuman! You...you actually dare to come here...and cause trouble!"

"You're just waiting to die, kid!"

"Brother Ma will... avenge... us!"

The people on the ground were still struggling and uttering threats, but Shenhe ignored them. He pulled a shipping container out of his spatial storage, placed it in front of them, opened the door a crack, and then turned and walked towards the guardhouse.

Pushing open the door to the guardhouse, the first thing you see is two women lying on the floor.

The system indicated that there were no vital signs, and the body was covered with bruises and wounds, a truly gruesome sight.

"Go to hell!"

A fierce but cowardly roar came from behind the door. The man hidden in the shadows gripped a dagger and stabbed Shenhe hard in the lower back.

Shenhe didn't even look at him, casually and lightly grasping his wrist. The sticky, sweaty touch made his eyebrows furrow tightly, and he angrily clenched his fist.

"Click-click-click—!"

The man's wrist bones made a series of cracking sounds.

"ah!!!!!!"

The man's wrist was shattered and crushed flat. Bone fragments pierced his skin, drawing blood. He screamed in pain, crying uncontrollably. The dagger fell to the ground, and his body, unable to muster any strength, slumped towards the floor.

Shenhe kicked the man twice more, completely crippling his legs, before throwing him outside the guardhouse.

The man's body crashed through the window and flew out, landing in front of the group of men, where he immediately fainted from the pain.

Shenhe glanced at the two women's bodies on the ground, then flicked out two balls of flame. The flames leaped up and gently enveloped the bodies, thus preserving their dignity.

I stepped out of the guardhouse and took out a wet wipe to carefully clean my hands.

He always stayed with Li Yuetong and Zhao Xinduo; each of them was sweet and gentle.

He's developed obsessive-compulsive disorder about cleanliness; he's disgusted by dirty things.

He deliberately threw the dirty wet wipe he had just used in the face of a man with resentful eyes, and watched the man tremble with anger before letting out a satisfied sneer and turning to walk into the villa area.

"Yes! Go in there! Just wait to die!"

"Ha! Haha... Ouch... Haha!"

A group of people watched his retreating figure, filled with both hatred and fear.

They knew they were going to die, and what was infuriating was that this man hadn't even glanced at them once from beginning to end. Why should he?

"Thump—! Thump—!"

The iron gate made two scraping sounds.

The men, who were staring venomously at Shenhe's back, were startled and turned around with difficulty and confusion, looking at the half-open container door.

Suddenly, a withered, bluish-gray hand rested on the doorframe, its nails long and black.

"Squeak!"

Immediately afterwards, the container door was slowly pushed open.

"Hehehehehe!!!"

A group of gray and emaciated zombie figures appeared before the men. When the zombies saw the people on the ground and smelled the blood, their stiff steps quickened a little, and they hurriedly came out and stretched out their claws to grab the men!

The zombies in the container were the slow-moving ones that were discovered in Hanzhou City. Shenhe found them interesting and collected a few in the container, keeping them for fun.

Since they like using zombies to deal with others, they must really enjoy dealing with zombies, right?

"No! No! Don't come any closer!"

"He's a devil! He's a devil!"

"Don't bite me! Ouch!!! It hurts!"

They couldn't run away even if they wanted to. They could only watch helplessly as these ugly zombies devoured their severed lower limbs, biting through their throats, tearing open their bellies, and stuffing piles of intestines into their mouths!

Listening to the zombies smacking their lips and the thugs screaming, Shenhe felt much happier and walked briskly inside.

But when he reached the leisure square in the center of the villa area, his face darkened again.

Outside the vast square stood hundreds of thugs armed with knives and guns, while in the open space in the middle, more than three thousand survivors knelt, their hands covering their heads and trembling.

Several crosses stood by the square, with several men tied to them. Firewood burned fiercely beneath them, and the men were already charred black.

Several women nearby were crying their hearts out and tried to rush over, but the thugs behind them held their shoulders down and prevented them from moving.

The women were all beautiful, and they were crying with tears streaming down their faces, but the thugs watched with great interest.

Among the kneeling crowd, several thugs, carrying rifles, stood with smug and arrogant postures. Their eyes were fixed on the women inside, and whenever they saw someone with a good figure, they would use the muzzle of their guns to pry open the chin of the woman to check her looks.

"Hey? This one's got a good look, slim waist and round butt, just Ma's type. Send her over!"

As soon as she finished speaking, two henchmen rushed up, grabbed the woman's arms on the left and right, and pulled her upwards.

With that tug, her clothes clung tightly to her body, accentuating her slender figure and graceful curves.

The man who grabbed her stared wide-eyed, then proceeded to grope her inappropriately, causing the woman to scream in terror.

"Ah! Don't touch me! What are you doing! Let me go! Fuck your mothers! You're all animals!"

"Hahaha! And he's a hot pepper!"

"That's enough! You dare touch Brother Ma's women!"

"Hahaha! Brother Ma used us up and then gave us some back! That young woman last time didn't even last two days!"

"Please! Let her go! I beg you! Please!"

The man next to the woman suddenly crawled over on his knees, grabbed one of the thugs by the leg, and kept kowtowing to them until his forehead turned red.