The group continued to go north, and then came to a town next to the road, and then the group walked in, looking at the sky that was getting dark, Yang Fan and the others planned to rest here. Along the way, I solved a few zombies that didn't have long eyes, but I didn't see a few zombies.

Because of the sound of rain, the zombies were more panicked, running around the streets, and a group of people came to a construction site.

A fresh zombie corpse was found next to an abandoned car, and because it had been raining these days, no zombies were attracted to it for the time being. And the death of this zombie here means that not only did someone pass through here, but also entered here and killed this zombie.

Yang Fan's brows suddenly furrowed, he pulled out a short knife from his waist, squatted down and used the tip of the knife to pick open the clothes on this zombie's body that were stuck to his body by blood and rain.

A bloody wound pierced the zombie's chest and abdomen, and under the rain, the white flesh turned outward, revealing a terrible wound half a finger deep. Such a wound should not be caused by an ordinary knife, according to Yang Fan, this person may have used some kind of extremely weighty weapon.

It seems that people who can wield heavy weapons also have some strength......

After standing up, Yang Fan's eyes fell on the residential building not far away.

No matter what the origin of the person who attacked the zombies, he would never have made a special trip to eliminate the harm for the people, the only valuable thing in this construction site is the residential building, and the other party's target should also be there.

Meeting survivors in the last days is not necessarily a good thing. Yang Fan vigilantly approached the residential building, and after seeing that there was nothing abnormal downstairs, he quietly got in.

As soon as he went up to the second floor, Yang Fan heard the laughter of several men. Fortunately, listening to the voice, these people only entered the second floor, probably to take shelter from the rain.

But the laughter is unusually harsh to the ears!

"Hahaha, you're not going to kill her, boss, are you?"

"Don't play to death, the brothers haven't had a good time yet!"

A slightly heavy panting male voice was particularly loud: "What's the hurry!" With me here, I'm afraid that no woman will come to your door to beg for grass? Why, this woman's punctuality is much cooler than the little one just now......"

At the end of the sentence, his voice suddenly became a little high-pitched, and the laughter of the men was mixed with the screams of a woman.

Her mouth was probably covered, and her voice was a little indistinct, but even so, her pain could still be heard.

"What are you crying about! Lao Tzu knows that women like you used to look down on us people, but now, you'd better serve Lao Tzu, otherwise I'll cut off your flesh piece by piece and feed it to the zombies! ”

"Haha, boss, you scared her to death."

"Don't really get killed, it's hard to find such a beautiful woman!"

"What are you afraid of! It's rare to be so cool, and when it's raining, no zombies will hear it. Hahaha......"

Yang Fan's face became a little ugly, but his footsteps did not stop, but slowly approached the stairs upstairs.

Originally, Yang Fan's plan was just to drive these people out, but at this time, when he heard that this group of people was insulting a woman, his fingers holding the dagger tightened suddenly, and a trace of murderous aura flashed in his eyes.

Indeed, in the last days, most women can be counted as vulnerable. And in such a world where order is broken, powerful people are of course also entitled to have more resources, including women who are willing to rely on others to survive.

But for people who abuse women like this, Yang Fan feels deep disgust from the bottom of his heart! There is no order, but it does not mean that people will be reduced to animals!

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A man leaned against the staircase on the third floor, a thin wooden stick in his mouth and a kitchen knife in his hand. He looked a little irritable...... Listening to the movement of the people inside, a large tent had already been propped up at the crotch of his pants.

"Hurry up and rotate with Lao Tzu! I'm just standing here alone blowing the cold wind, I can't even see the hair of the zombies in such a heavy rain, what ......are you afraid of?"

As soon as he turned his head and yelled down the hallway, a figure burst up from the corner of the stairs, and the moment he turned around, a dagger had stabbed straight into his throat and pinned him straight to the wall.

The man's limbs were weak, and the kitchen knife in his hand was immediately taken off, but it was accurately caught in Yang Fan's hand.

Seeing that the man's wide eyes were full of horror and despair, Ling Mo quickly pulled out the dagger, and at the same time grabbed the man's arm and lowered him to the ground.

Blood flowed out of his mouth, and a large pool of blood flowed from the back of his stabbed head, and although his body was still twitching slightly, he was already dying. The whole process can be described as silent, and no one else was alarmed at all.

At this time, in an extremely filthy room on the second floor, a bald man was pressing a sleek woman against a tattered spring bed, struggling to shake her fat body. There were four other men in the room, cheering on the bald man.

When Ling Mo appeared, the bald man had just climbed off the woman, and the other man couldn't wait to pounce on him.

"I just heard that idiot scream for a long time, which of you is going to replace him and let him come and have fun." The bald man said as he lifted his pants.

However, as soon as he turned his head, he saw a thin figure appear at the door.

"Whoosh!"

A cold light with a fierce wind shot towards the man who had just climbed up. He didn't notice the abnormality behind him at all, and as soon as he was about to take a good position, he suddenly felt a sharp pain coming from the chrysanthemum. He screamed and fell straight out of bed.

This sudden change made the people in the room stunned instantly!

The bright kitchen knife almost cut the man's ass in half, and the force was staggering! Yang Fan has now become a first-order all-rounder, and his physical fitness is not comparable to that of ordinary people, and this flying kitchen knife can be described as superb.

The chrysanthemum was cut down, and the man had not yet lost his breath, only convulsed on the ground, and let out a terrible scream.

The first to come back to his senses was the bald man, who grabbed an axe from the side of the bed, and his round eyes were staring at Yang Fan who appeared at the door with extremely angry eyes.

Judging from Yang Fan's appearance, he was just an ordinary young man, but his drastic methods, and the undisguised killing intent in his eyes at this time, made the bald head feel very jealous!

"Who are you?" The bald head quietly took half a step back, narrowing the distance between him and Yang Fan, "Damn, what's wrong with you?" The one who will kill me as soon as he comes? ”

Looking at his expression, he didn't seem to expect that the reason why Ling Mo made a move was because of the insulted woman. The reason is simple, in the eyes of this group, women are used for them to vent, and even in their eyes, this is a natural truth.

But Yang Fan didn't think so, especially beside him, he followed the two girls. Hearing the angry shouts of the bald head, he didn't answer, but just looked coldly at the beasts in the room, and finally his eyes stopped on the woman.

As soon as he saw this woman's appearance, Ling Mo's teeth clenched violently.

She looked very good-looking, and she was in good shape, but under the torture of this group of beasts, she was almost in a state of dying.

Probably to satisfy the pleasure of this group of perverts, these people cut many tiny cuts on her, turning her whole body into blood. Her hands were tied together and fixed to the bedside rails of the boxspring bed, and her fingernails were plucked out and she was bleeding profusely. She also stuffed a suspiciously colored stinky sock in her mouth, although she was still making a miserable cry of "woo", but it sounded powerful and airless, I am afraid that there was more air out and less air in.

"Grass, who are you, motherfuck! has the ability to draw a line for Lao Tzu. The bald head vaguely felt that the young man in front of him was very bad! But as the boss of this group, he had to bite the bullet and roar.

Sure enough, his angry shout suddenly made the other three men suddenly come back to their senses. They weren't stupid, seeing that Ling Mo was still holding a bloody dagger in his hand, their eyes became vigilant, and at the same time, they each picked up the weapons they had thrown aside, and were ready to fight with Yang Fan, Yang Fan was not pretentious, he dropped the bloody dagger in his hand and looked at the people in front of him.