Headshot

Shang Jiudi's mouth hung open, too late to close. She blinked hard, but the scene felt far too unreal, and her racing heartbeat refused to settle for a long while.

Eighteen, sprawled across Chu Han's shoulder, was completely stunned. She was still young, after all. Seeing the zombies around them lying dead or crippled, she could not help reddening her eyes after escaping the grasp of death.

The savage grin on Ye Tianlong's face froze. How was this possible?! Shouldn't this brat have been completely exhausted by now?!

Chen Shaoye spat viciously. "Damn, Boss is badass!"

Zhang Ziyu and Gu Xiaotong, who had been standing in the corner trying to make themselves unnoticed, both wore expressions of shock and confusion. If encountering Chu Han in Mingqiu City four days ago had already been unbelievable, then the strength he displayed today, along with his hours-long battle against the horde of zombies, left them so shocked they could scarcely believe it. It felt like a dream!

Was this really Chu Han? He felt like a complete stranger!

Chu Han kept chopping at the zombies, piling the corpses before him into an even taller barricade. The sounds of zombie heads bursting—pop, pop, pop—rang out without pause.

Like densely packed pustules being violently smashed apart and bursting open.

Shang Jiudi was the first to snap out of it. Her gun barrel steadily aimed at Ye Tianlong and the others, her expression savage. She desperately wanted to kill them!

Chen Shaoye stood between Chu Han and Ye Tianlong's group, his expression guarded.

Ye Tianlong had been completely intimidated by Chu Han's earlier speed and decisiveness and failed to react for a moment. By the time he came to his senses, Shang Jiudi's gun was already aimed at him. Although Eighteen's gun was in his hands and already loaded, this was his first time handling a real firearm. He was at a complete disadvantage. He roughly knew how to use it, but he did not dare move carelessly. He feared that the moment he fired, that fierce woman across from him would blow him away.

His gun barrel moved, eventually aiming at Chu Han, who was still hacking apart zombies.

Shang Jiudi gritted her teeth, her finger slowly tightening.

The two sides stood at daggers drawn, ready to explode at any moment.

The other survivors nearby scattered far away, whispering among themselves in groups of three or five.

Chu Han's gaze remained calm, almost inhuman. The muscles on his face were tightly drawn from concentration as his iron axe swung without pause. He only stopped once zombie corpses completely packed the staircase, temporarily preventing the zombies outside from getting in.

He let out a heavy breath and viciously wiped the filth from his face before turning his eyes toward Ye Tianlong.

"I said," Ye Tianlong said, tightly gripping the automatic rifle he had taken from Eighteen. Copying Shang Jiudi's stance, he pointed the gun at Chu Han with some semblance of skill. "I said, there's no need for us to be in such a standoff, right? There are so many zombies."

Eighteen stood beside Chu Han with her head lowered, not saying a word.

Sweat had soaked Chen Shaoye's entire body. Without blinking, he stared at Ye Tianlong and the gun aimed at Chu Han, its barrel pitch-black.

"What do you want?" Chu Han stared at Ye Tianlong, tilting his head slightly in indifference. He had Tier 1 Physique, but he still could not dodge bullets.

"Of course I want to stay alive!" Ye Tianlong snapped.

"Then behave yourself." Chu Han's voice was calm, yet it strangely carried a certain danger.

The whispering crowd around them immediately fell silent. Behind the wall of corpses, the trapped horde of zombies made all kinds of terrifying, flesh-eating sounds. In the already silent space, they rang out with startling clarity, as if the creatures were biting into their own flesh.

Chen Shaoye had not expected Chu Han's earlier rescue of Eighteen to seem as though he had anticipated it all along. Otherwise, who could have reacted so quickly?

But now, hearing Chu Han speak in such a dangerous tone, others might not understand, but Chen Shaoye did. He trembled in fright, and the fat on his face quivered wildly twice.

Ye Tianlong's eyes widened, bloodshot veins filling them as his expression turned as savage as an evil ghost. "You have guns, but so do I! Don't move! At worst, none of us will live!"

But what made Ye Tianlong want to vomit blood in rage was Chu Han's indifferent attitude and casual words, as if he were talking to a piece of trash that posed no danger to him at all.

Neither side backed down. It was as though sparks flew between them.

The atmosphere remained frozen for more than ten seconds.

Ye Tianlong suddenly gave a vicious grin. His arm lifted slightly, and his gun barrel pointed at the ceiling above Chu Han's head.

"Is this how you use it?"

Bang—

A gunshot rang out without warning!

Chu Han only felt a gust of wind streak past him, and a pitch-black hole appeared in the rear wall.

Ye Tianlong's aim was terrible. He had wanted to intimidate Chu Han, but his shot went off course. The bullet grazed Chen Shaoye before burying itself in the wall. Blood instantly sprayed from Chen Shaoye's arm, staining the floor red.

"Ah—"

Quite a few people screamed.

"Heh!" Ye Tianlong laughed arrogantly. "The recoil's really strong! Hahaha!"

Chen Shaoye was so frightened he nearly collapsed. A piercing pain came from his arm, and blood poured out in great quantities. He had no idea how serious the wound was.

Shang Jiudi's forehead was covered in dense beads of sweat. She gritted her teeth!

Bang—

The bullet sank into Ye Tianlong's kneecap with a wet squelch, and blood splattered everywhere!

"Ah—" Ye Tianlong screamed and dropped to his knees with a thud.

Blood gushed from his left leg, its scarlet color continuously assaulting Ye Tianlong's nerves. His kneecap was shattered!

"I'll kill you all!"

Rage, murderous intent, and savage violence instantly consumed every thought in Ye Tianlong's mind.

"Die!" He suddenly pointed the gun at Chu Han and the others and fired wildly!

Bang! Bang! Bang—

Bullets shot out in a dense barrage, and the fear of death descended once more!

"Ah!"

"Save me!"

The living survivors fled in every direction, terrified out of their wits.

There was a gun, and it was firing! The shots were not aimed at zombies—Ye Tianlong was actually trying to kill people!

"Get down!"

At Chu Han's command, Chen Shaoye ignored the pain and rolled several times across the floor with his bulky body. Eighteen was nimble and had already hidden behind a cabinet!

But Chu Han did not choose to dodge the bullets. Instead, he lunged at Shang Jiudi, pressing her beneath him. Ignoring the stimulating sensation of the woman's curvaceous body beneath him, he snatched the gun from her hand and gripped it tightly.

There was no time to aim. Everything depended on whether this body could awaken the shooting skills he had honed through ten years of training in his previous life!

Pop—

A single shot.

The automatic rifle's barrage stopped abruptly.

Bang!

Ye Tianlong's tall body suddenly crashed to the ground. His head struck the floor heavily, and scarlet blood soon flowed out, soaking a large patch of the ground.

He was dead.

Killed by a single shot to the head.

The second floor of the rest stop was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard. No one dared speak; only their heavy breathing filled the air.

Just who was this man called Chu Han?

In such a dangerous situation, he had actually hit Ye Tianlong in the head?

A one-shot headshot was far easier said than done!

Thanks to Meng Douzi for the tip!!