Lin Zhiluo said nothing. He hated it when people pointed knives at him.
So he reached out with his right hand and grabbed the hand that had emerged from the darkness.
Then he twisted with all his might, turning the hand a full 180 degrees!
The person in the darkness was in such intense pain that he lost control of himself. He opened his mouth, ready to scream.
Lin Zhiluo immediately pulled a rag from his Storage Space and shoved it into the man's mouth with his left hand.
At that moment, the knife was about to hit the floor.
If it landed, the sharp clatter would definitely alert the zombies outside the infirmary.
So Lin Zhiluo moved his leg.
First, he tapped the knife's blade with his foot, knocking it from its vertical fall into a horizontal position.
Then he precisely caught the sideways knife with his right foot.
The danger had passed.
Lin Zhiluo released the man whose wrist he had just broken.
Then he lifted his right foot, flicked the knife into the air, and caught it with ease.
"Remember, you were right to stay alert. But you picked a fight with someone you couldn't afford to provoke," Lin Zhiluo said calmly.
The knife flipped back and forth in his hand, like a fluttering butterfly.
In the dark infirmary,
several people breathed heavily.
One man had a rag stuffed in his mouth and could only let out muffled groans.
Lin Zhiluo turned around and pulled a piece of reinforced cloth from his Storage Space.
The cloth was covered with suction cups.
They were some practical little "apocalypse gadgets" Lin Zhiluo had made in his spare time.
He pressed the cloth against the infirmary door,
completely covering the upper glass window.
Then he looked around and saw no other spots where light could leak out.
"Turn on the lights," Lin Zhiluo said.
No one answered at first. After a while, a woman's voice said, "Turning them on will attract the zombies."
"Can't you see I've already covered the window in the door? Turn them on!" Lin Zhiluo shot back.
"But..." The woman was about to continue.
The lights came on.
Lin Zhiluo could now see the infirmary.
The woman who had objected was sitting on the floor, wearing a nurse's uniform.
The one who had just turned on the lights was a female doctor in a white coat.
Lin Zhiluo looked at her twice, thoughtful.
Two men were sitting on an examination bed.
They looked like honest fellows, and the words "Maintenance" were printed on their clothes.
They were obviously repair workers.
The nurse and the two repairmen stared at Lin Zhiluo in fear.
After all, the moment he appeared, he had given them a terrifying demonstration.
Only the female doctor seemed to have kept her composure.
Oh, right.
He'd almost forgotten the young man on the floor, writhing in pain.
He was the one who had just tried to threaten Lin Zhiluo with a dagger.
The young man still had the rag in his mouth, and he was glaring at Lin Zhiluo with venomous hatred.
His gaze was like that of a poisonous snake, ready to strike the moment it got the chance!
There was a hint of murderous intent in that look, too. How could he hide it from Lin Zhiluo, whose senses were so sharp?
He bent down and looked at the young man on the floor.
In his ten years in the apocalypse, he had seen that look countless times!
No matter how insignificant people like this seemed, they could still pop up at a crucial moment and stab you in the back.
Lin Zhiluo had seen countless people go softhearted, only to get stabbed themselves in the end.
"Look at you. Why did you have to act so tough?"
"Let me teach you something. In the apocalypse, never look at people with hatred, because..."
Lin Zhiluo raised the knife in his hand and plunged it straight into the young man's neck.
"That'll get you killed!"
The young man's body stopped twitching.
His pupils began to glaze over.
He had never imagined that after narrowly surviving the zombies, he would die at Lin Zhiluo's hands.
But as the young man died, another dagger he had kept hidden in his hand came into view.
So he had still been planning to ambush Lin Zhiluo with the other dagger.
The entire infirmary seemed to freeze.
None of the four people had expected the man wearing a teal mask to kill the young man!
The little nurse sitting on the floor stared at the young man's corpse and began to tremble with fear.
She opened her mouth instinctively, about to scream.
Lin Zhiluo looked at the little nurse.
His eyes were calm behind the mask.
But every hair on the nurse's body stood on end.
It was an instinctive reaction to something terrifying.
The nurse realized that if she screamed, the masked man would kill her at once.
But the overwhelming fear made it impossible for her to control herself.
So the nurse grabbed a piece of gauze and stuffed it into her own mouth to keep from screaming.
The two repairmen nearby were also shaking all over. Their honest faces were filled with fear.
But neither dared to make a sound.
Only the female doctor, still standing by the light switch, remained silent and still, despite the terror in her eyes.
Lin Zhiluo stood up.
The murderous aura that had filled the infirmary vanished in an instant.
Everyone shuddered.
Only then did they realize that in the few short seconds that had passed, they had all broken out in a cold sweat.
"Don't get the wrong idea, everyone. I'm a good person." Lin Zhiluo spread his hands to show that he meant no harm.
You're a good person?
Then everyone else here must be a saint.
Misgivings rose in everyone's hearts.
"You saw it yourselves. He provoked me first. I had no choice but to fight back."
"I'm a very 'reasonable' person. As long as everyone gets along, nothing will happen," Lin Zhiluo said innocently.
Silence filled the infirmary.
No one believed him.
That was a little awkward.
At last, the female doctor coughed, breaking the silence.
"Er, he got what he deserved. We all saw it," she said without so much as blushing.
The others nodded in agreement.
"That's good," Lin Zhiluo said.
Then he walked a couple of steps forward, looking for somewhere to rest.
As soon as Lin Zhiluo moved,
the two repairmen sitting on the examination bed sprang to their feet in fright.
The nurse on the floor hurriedly scooted backward.
Lin Zhiluo couldn't be bothered with them. He found a comfortable office chair, sat down, closed his eyes, and rested.
He'd spent the whole day traveling and fighting. He was exhausted.
That included the battle at the Ping Pong Hall that night.
Although Lin Zhiluo had managed to take on seventeen opponents alone, a feat most people wouldn't even dare dream of,
he was still far from satisfied.
If he'd been at full strength that morning, he could definitely have done better!
The infirmary fell quiet again.
Lin Zhiluo, eyes still closed, suddenly said, "Clean up the body and the blood."
No one dared disobey when the big shot gave an order.
The doctor and the nurse began cleaning up the blood.
The two repairmen carried the body away and wrapped it in a bedsheet.
Only after they'd finished did Lin Zhiluo open his eyes.
He turned his attention to the female doctor,
then checked her basic information.
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