MMB Chapter 274 On the Road
Chapter 274 On the Road
Lin Fan's exposed black scales were now covered with jet-black scales, and he didn't waste any more words.
Moreover, he has never liked to express his thoughts from a moral high ground.
Talking to these rednecks is too tiring.
Moreover, he didn't think these people couldn't understand.
In this chaotic situation, only two languages are truly useful.
One is food.
another……
It's all about fists...
Looking at Lin Fan, who was now only in human form and had no human appearance whatsoever, the bearded man suddenly woke up with a start.
Then he turned around abruptly and rushed towards the tin shack behind the gas station without hesitation.
There was also a gun hidden there.
That was his backup plan.
From the moment he decided to become the leader of this camp, he had been wary of this group of untrustworthy people.
Little did I expect that this prepared backup plan would one day be used to deal with monsters.
But he had only taken two steps when he heard the sound of wind behind him.
next second.
The monster that should have been behind him suddenly appeared in front of him.
The bearded man's pupils contracted, and his body froze abruptly.
"you--"
However, before he could utter a single word, Lin Fan kicked him.
boom.
With a dull thud, the bearded man was sent flying backward, crashing into several empty oil drums not far away.
Lin Fan looked down at him.
"Friend, where are you headed? Would you like me to give you a ride?"
The bearded man clutched his chest, blood foam bubbling from his mouth.
"You...you..."
He stammered "you" for a long time, but couldn't catch his breath or utter a complete sentence.
Lin Fan was confident in his kick, knowing that the bearded man didn't have long to live, so he ignored him and turned to look at the others.
"Aren't you going to run?"
Lin Fan's slightly teasing tone stunned the thugs.
"I'll give you ten seconds."
He ignored them and picked up a finger on his own.
"ten."
The sudden countdown startled the rioters.
In an instant, as if they had a sudden burst of energy before death, the more than twenty thugs all got up and ran away without hesitation.
Someone rushed toward the makeshift barbed wire fence not far away.
Someone crawled into the tent.
Someone lunged at the motorcycle parked in the corner.
Some people were so frightened that their legs went weak, and after getting up and running a few steps, they fell to the ground again.
The scene was chaotic.
It's like a supermarket sale, or even a free sale.
"Nine."
Lin Fan didn't pay any attention and continued counting while standing still.
The sound wasn't loud, but everyone could hear it clearly.
"eight."
A thug climbed over the wall and was about to jump when he suddenly felt a tightness on the back of his neck.
He turned his head in horror and stared at Lin Fan, who had suddenly appeared behind him, his mouth agape.
He really wanted to ask, "Didn't you say ten seconds?"
Why are you taking action before the appointed time has arrived?
Click.
But before he could even utter a word, the sound of bones breaking rang out.
In an instant, he lost consciousness, still filled with questions.
"seven."
Lin Fan casually threw the man to the ground, then counted again. Immediately afterward, his gaze fell on a thug who was trying to hide in a tent.
He vaguely saw a gun inside the tent the thugs had crawled into...
The thugs who crawled into the tent saw the pistol on the sleeping bag, and a sliver of a smile finally appeared on their terrified faces...
However, before he could make any further move, he felt a hand pressing down on the back of his head...
boom.
Before he could react, his entire body—no, his entire head—was slammed into the ground.
In an instant, the skull shattered, and all sorts of red and white filth splattered onto the tent's tarpaulin...
"Tsk..."
Lin Fan shook the filth off his hands and turned to look at the other fleeing thugs.
Watching those rednecks and blacks running like madmen was rather dull.
So I simply gave up and stopped counting.
The sudden sound of a motorcycle engine caught his attention.
He shifted his gaze and saw a tall, thin thug already on a motorcycle, speeding towards the camp gate.
Where do you want to go?
Run, run faster...
The tall, thin thug on the motorcycle was desperately twisting the throttle. At that moment, his face was covered in sweat, and his heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was going to jump out of his throat.
But now he dared not pause at all, and in his view, as long as he rushed out.
As soon as you enter the woods.
Then there is a chance to survive.
However, just as he got closer and closer to the gate, he suddenly felt something fly towards him from the side.
He didn't dare hesitate and desperately twisted the accelerator to the floor.
boom--
Suddenly, the roaring motorcycle seemed to have something pass through its front wheel, causing it to lock up completely.
The motorcycle flipped over instantly.
The tall, thin man also flew out and slid seven or eight meters on the ground.
And to make matters worse, just as he took off, his stomach was slashed by the support rod of the motorcycle's rearview mirror.
The gliding path left behind a lot of parts.
boom--
Just then, the rolling motorcycle burst into flames, and the firelight instantly illuminated the surroundings.
Attracted by the sudden sound, the thugs were immediately terrified and completely collapsed.
"Don't kill me!"
"I wasn't the mastermind!"
"It was him! It was all Big Beard's idea!"
"We're just following orders!"
In an instant, cries of pleas for mercy rose and fell.
However, Lin Fan ignored all of this and continued to search for his next target.
With each pause he took, someone fell down.
There were no unnecessary movements.
There are no fancy moves.
In his Black Scale state, his physical strength is beyond the concept of "strong" for ordinary people.
At that moment, in the eyes of this mob, he was like an adult walking into an anthill.
No matter how loudly the ants shout, they can't change the outcome.
At this moment, the bearded man, who was still alive, leaned against the oil drum and watched helplessly as his men fell one by one. His body trembled involuntarily.
It wasn't anger, it was fear.
"Stop!"
He roared.
"Didn't you say you weren't a monster? How are you any different from those monsters now?!"
Lin Fan paused, turned back in surprise to look at the still-alive bearded man, and suddenly, a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"There's a big difference."
"What's the difference?"
"Monsters eat people indiscriminately."
Lin Fan walked up to him and squatted down.
"But I choose. And you all deserve to die."
The bearded man gritted his teeth in pain, crying out, "Why? Why? I just want everyone to live!"
"I'm fine with being alive, but you're doing it the wrong way! You shouldn't be using my fellow countrymen as bargaining chips..."
The bearded man was panting heavily.
"If it were you, you would do the same!"
"No."
Lin Fan stood up.
"Because I don't need any chips."
The bearded man was stunned.
That's outrageous.
But coming from Lin Fan, it didn't seem so outrageous.
"By the way, you just said that I'm untrustworthy."
Lin Fan looked down at the man with the thick beard. "I need to correct that on that point."
"I keep my word."
"But we won't talk about the bandits who kidnapped Chinese people."
Upon hearing this, the bearded man's pupils contracted sharply.
At this point, he finally understood that Lin Fan had never intended to let them go from the very beginning.
The reason I waited until now was simply because I didn't want the survivors of the Chinese nation to see this.
"You'll go to hell."
The bearded man, having seen the truth, uttered the most vicious words.
However, Lin Fan nodded without any concern: "Okay. Go and grab a seat first."
The words fell.
He then raised his foot and stomped directly on the bearded man's head.
boom.
Everything returned to silence.
A few minutes later.
The only sound in the entire camp was the crackling of the flames.
The black scales on Lin Fan's body slowly faded away.
Having long been accustomed to life and death, he felt no psychological burden about it.
Of course, this is not a peaceful place either.
If the person arrested today were an ordinary Chinese survivor, if Zhao Peng and Shen Wei were unable to save themselves, or if they hadn't happened to be passing by...
What will these people eventually become?
no one knows.
But it certainly won't be respectable.
After doing all this, Lin Fan didn't rush to leave, but instead searched the camp again.
Unexpectedly, he saw something completely different.
It was a piece of paper.
To be more precise, it was a flyer.
A flyer with black and white text about Raccoon City.
"Umbrella Raccoon City outpost, accepting all survivors."
Lin Fan raised an eyebrow as he looked at the slightly crumpled flyer in his hand.
It's Domingo again.
This guy... not only made a public announcement, but he also handed out flyers?
What's that old guy up to?
Anyone who didn't know better would think he was preparing to run for president of the apocalypse.
"Sizzle sizzle..."
However, just as Lin Fan was staring blankly at the flyer, a strange electrical sound faintly came from a tin-roofed house not far from him.
With his senses far exceeding those of ordinary people, he immediately turned his head to look...