A helicopter descended from the night sky, landing right in front of Luo Fan's motorcycle.
Luo Fan stopped his motorcycle and stared at the helicopter with a grave expression.
It looked somewhat dilapidated, but anyone who could afford to fly a helicopter was presumably no ordinary person.
After all, an ordinary person could not even afford the fuel a helicopter consumed.
In the apocalypse, strangers did not approach others casually. If they aroused someone's suspicion and got themselves killed, they had only themselves to blame.
Thus, there was nothing wrong with staying on high alert when someone approached of their own accord in the apocalypse.
An Xiaoran got off the motorcycle, a serious expression appearing on her young face as well.
Once the helicopter had settled, four people stepped out, three men and one woman. They all looked to be around thirty.
Leading them was a thin man.
"Luo Fan, right? You're quite a celebrity on the Sequence User Forum. They've even given you the title of hero," the man in the lead greeted him.
"Who are you?"
Hearing the man address him by name, Luo Fan could be certain they had come specifically for him, so he asked.
At the same time, his heart grew heavy.
Since they had come specifically for him, did that mean they had already prepared ways to deal with him?
"My name is Feng Xing, the Wind of Wind Forest Fire Mountain. You've heard of us, haven't you?" the man said to Luo Fan.
"I have. The Wind Forest Fire Mountain Mercenary Team. You often advertise on the Sequence User Forum, accepting commissions," Luo Fan said with a nod.
Although he did not spend all his time on the Sequence User Forum, as a Sequence User, he naturally browsed it when he had nothing