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

"Ahhhhhh!"

A heart-wrenching, desperate scream pierced the deathly silence of the neighborhood. The young man was in pain and fear, and frantically tried to stuff the protruding object into his abdomen with both hands. But as soon as he managed to push it in a little, the other side would slip out uncontrollably.

Warm blood gushed out, staining a large area of ​​the road red. He finally couldn't hold on any longer, his body convulsing violently as he collapsed into a pool of blood, only a weak struggle remaining.

"Grass!"

The lean man stared intently at the receding rear of the Land Rover, his face grim, a surge of malice welling in his eyes, and muttered a curse under his breath.

He didn't expect that after saving one person, he would end up sending another one away, which made him quite embarrassed!

"It's all your fault, you fucking!"

The lean man slapped the gatekeeper hard several times!

The remaining thugs stared at their comrade convulsing on the ground, their faces filled with murderous intent, devoid of any fear, disgust, or pity. Their hearts had long since turned cold and numb.

"Chase them all!"

The lean man's eyes flashed with a fierce light as he issued the order in a cold and ruthless tone.

"Cripple all the men in the car! Leave the women here, brothers, to do whatever you want with them!"

After giving the order, the group of thugs, their eyes red, chased after the Land Rover in the direction it had gone, without uttering a single unnecessary word.

The lean man slowly stepped forward, bent down to pick up the long knife that had slipped from his hand, and looked down at the unfortunate man on the ground who was convulsing and pleading with him for his life with tears in his eyes.

"Brother Fei... Brother Fei... save me..."

Fei Ge's eyes remained completely expressionless. Save her? How? Her stomach is in such a terrible state, she still wants to live?

He swung his wrist, which was gripping the knife hilt, suddenly!

A flash of cold light appeared, and the blade swiftly sliced ​​across the man's neck, ending his life in the blink of an eye.

More than 20 rioters swarmed out in pursuit, but before they had run a few steps, they heard the heavy roar of a truck engine behind them.

The massive refrigerated truck did not slow down at all, and drove straight towards the crowd.

Beep—Beep—!

The piercing sound of car horns blared in succession, making everyone's eardrums ring and causing them to cover their ears.

Inside the driver's seat, Tang Dashan's fat face was pressed against the window, looking at the fleeing thugs with a mocking and sarcastic expression, clearly toying with them on purpose.

Who told them to dare block the eldest brother and sister-in-law's car!

After the car drove past, Tang Dashan turned to Zhang Ran and sighed, "The local gangs are so rude!"

"Damn it!"

"Absolutely outrageous!"

"This is outrageous!"

The crowd cursed incessantly, but no one dared to stand in their way against the steel vehicle. They all wisely and hastily dodged to the sides of the road, no longer daring to block the way or act recklessly.

After the car drove past, they exchanged a glance, their faces showing cruelty and shameful anger as they chased after it!

Whether it's before or after the apocalypse, when has it ever happened to them to be so shameful!

The Land Rover stopped at the entrance of Unit 1, Building 2. Shen He and Li Yuetong had just gotten out of the car with Shen Qiangwei, and before their feet had even touched the ground, a series of muffled and rhythmic banging sounds suddenly came from the dark corridor of the building.

The impact on the door panel was so loud that it made the hallway vibrate and echo, and it made Li Yuetong feel even more panicked.

Li Yuetong frowned, carefully trying to pinpoint the source of the sound. Her expression changed, and her voice trembled with anxiety, "Mr. Shen! The sound is coming from my front door!"

After saying that, she panicked and immediately let go of Shen Qiangwei's hand, rushing into the apartment building. Her mind was full of concern for her parents' safety, and she didn't care about the danger at all.

"Slow down! Don't be impulsive!"

Shenhe said in a low, deep voice.

Li Yuetong abruptly stopped, her body trembling slightly. She turned to look at Shenhe, her eyes instantly reddening. She still obeyed Shenhe from the bottom of her heart.

Shenhe glared at her, his tone calm and steady.

"I know you're worried about your parents. It's precisely in times like these that you need to stay calm. Impulsiveness is the devil. I'll go first, and you and Qiangwei will follow behind. Be careful."

After saying that, Shenhe calmly walked past her and stepped into the dimly lit stairwell of the apartment building.

The hallway was dimly lit, and dust filled the air.

Turning the corner of the corridor, you can immediately see five slick-haired men blocking a security door.

One man, wielding an axe, frantically pounded on the door, cracking it open. Four other men stood around, each with a menacing expression.

These people weren't some delicate pretty boys; they were literally slick and greasy-looking!

Her hair was so oily it was stuck together in clumps, and her face looked grimy and dirty, as if she hadn't washed it for days. She looked particularly filthy.

As Shenhe approached, the strong stench of sweat emanating from them, along with a pungent smell of greasy hair, filled the air.

Liu Yong was the first to spot Shenhe, who was walking towards them.

Shenhe was wearing a mask that covered most of his face, so Liu Yong couldn't tell where he came from or what his background was, and his eyes immediately became wary.

At this moment, Li Yuetong led Shen Qiangwei in.

She was also wearing a mask, so her face was not visible.

Her figure was simply too eye-catching; she was large in the right places and slender in the right places, with long, straight legs and fair skin on her exposed neck! Anyone with eyes could tell at a glance that she was definitely a top-tier beauty.

Liu Yong's eyes lit up instantly, and his gaze swept over her without restraint, completely ignoring the child Shen Qiangwei as if she were invisible.

Seeing that the two were dressed neatly and had their hair combed, completely different from his group of slovenly people, he frowned slightly and looked displeased.

But it's only been a few days since the apocalypse, and there are still clean people around. Plus, they're used to being arrogant and don't take Shenhe and his family of three seriously.

He remained calm and gave his henchmen a look, signaling them to go and take care of the intruder.

Liu Yong had pretended to walk away in front of Wang Mian, but he hadn't gone far. He circled the building and then quietly slipped back. Now that the door was almost half-broken open, how could he possibly give up halfway?

He had just seen Li Jing'an's wife through the crack in the door. The woman was still attractive and had long aroused his evil desires. He was determined to get his hands on the family's supplies and woman today.

His four henchmen were all seasoned outlaws who had been on the run for years. Killing people was nothing to them; they didn't care about human lives and never showed any mercy.

Receiving Liu Yong's signal, three of them remained silent, their faces cold, only their eyes revealing a fierce intent. Carrying gleaming machetes, they charged straight towards Shenhe River.

The guy in the lead was particularly ruthless. He gripped the machete tightly with one hand and swung it down hard at Shenhe's neck with all his might.

This strike was swift and ruthless; if it landed, it would have severed Shenhe's head on the spot—it was clearly aimed at killing him.

Shenhe couldn't help but frown. People these days are really crazy. They're complete strangers with no grudges against each other, yet they try to kill each other the moment they meet. They're wicked to the core.

As expected of a post-apocalyptic setting!

Just as the cleaver was about to fall on his neck, Shenhe struck back, but his movements were much faster than his opponent's.

He swiftly extended his left hand, grabbing the other man's wrist that was holding the knife tightly. His powerful strength locked the man's entire arm, and with a downward press, he used the force of the man's chopping motion to twist the knife back in the opposite direction.

The knife tip pressed hard against the man's chin, and Shenhe suddenly exerted force upwards with his wrist.

The entire blade pierced through his chin and emerged from the top of his head, causing a large amount of blood to spurt from his mouth and nose.

"Hehe..."

The man's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. He never imagined that Shenhe's strength was so terrifying, leaving him with no chance to resist.

In less than a second, he died by his own knife, his body falling straight to his knees on the ground.

The two thugs who rushed up behind them witnessed this scene and were stunned. They paused in their tracks, a look of horror flashing in their eyes.

But he only hesitated for a brief moment. The ferocity of the desperado overcame his fear. Gritting his teeth, he still raised his knife high and continued to charge towards Shenhe.