Cai Ming stood up and his breathing became more rapid. He slowly raised his hand and pointed in the direction he saw, "Huang City Sunshine Shelter...Lin Fan."

Everyone saw that Cai Ming seemed to have seen a ghost, and they couldn't help but look in the direction he pointed.

Shockingly.

They saw the same person as Cai Ming, the same face.

Everyone who is alive knows the contents of "Zombie Atlas", and the most eye-catching one is Lin Fan who wrote "Zombie Atlas".

Suddenly.

Everyone swallowed their saliva. They had recognized that that person was Lin Fan from "Zombie Atlas". That was right, it was him. His appearance was exactly the same, without any difference.

The whole scene was silent.

Some people raised their wine glasses stupidly.

Some people lowered their heads, as if they were afraid of being seen.

Some people dare not take a breath, and their eyes seem to be about to burst.

There are various expressions.

But everyone has an idea in their hearts.

That's how he ended up here.

This is unscientific.

Huang City is a long way from here. It's hard to imagine how many zombies you will encounter along the way. The dangers are everywhere.

At this time, Lin Fan was just watching them quietly. For these survivors, he thought that if Officer Huang could be here, he would basically not be responsible.

Officer Huang is enough.

"Sorry, I have something else to do and I have to leave first."

An awakened person stood up, looking slightly panicked. Although he had never seen how powerful Lin Fan was, the description in the "Zombie Atlas" made him feel very scary.

"Sorry, please wait."

Lin Fan opened his mouth and said.

The survivor who wanted to leave looked back at Lin Fan, "I don't know you and I haven't offended you. I want to leave. Is there any problem?"

When he said these words, his heart was beating, and he always felt that something was wrong.

"Well, I came from far away. Someone told me about the problems of the exchange here. I just took a look at the situation here. I feel that I can't let you leave. Although I have no right to stop your freedom, but

…Please wait a moment.”

After saying that, Lin Fan took out his satellite phone and called Officer Huang who was nowhere to be found.

Everyone watched Lin Fan's operations silently.

Full of doubts.

Some people are even thinking to themselves... what kind of bastard is he? He is not an upright person, but he is actually the sixth child. Freedom is not good, so he has to provoke this guy.

You don't want freedom as a horse rider, but we still want it.

If you knew who did it, you would have to blow their heads off.

Just when they were thinking about these things.

Lin Fan had already dialed Officer Huang's phone number.

"Hey, Officer Huang, how are you?"

The opening is an amazing conversation.

Damn it.

Officer Huang is not a zombie, how can he talk? Even if you describe it in the album, Officer Huang has reason, but he seems to be unable to speak.

"Ho ho"

"Oh, very good. I have something to ask you. I met a group of survivors outside. There were many awakened people among them, but they did a lot of unfriendly things. I want to ask. I brought

Is it okay if they go back to the Yellow Market?"

"Ho ho"

"Okay, I understand, it's okay."

"Ho ho"

"Thank you, Officer Huang. Please pay attention to your own safety. If you encounter any trouble, remember to call me at any time."

Hang up the phone.

Lin Fan looked at everyone at the scene and said, "I'm sorry, I just spoke to Officer Huang on the phone and I have received permission to exercise my right to maintain public security and take you back to Huang City."

There are too many people, and it would be inconvenient to communicate if we talk too much. It is the last word to just take them back.

"I'm leaving. I have my freedom."

The survivor who wanted to leave earlier had a premonition that the situation was not good. If he really returned to the Yellow City with him, their freedom would no longer exist.

So no matter what, he wanted to leave.

And just when he was about to reach the door, with a pop, an invisible sharp sword light shot through the air, directly pulling out a long trace on the ground. The metal ground was split open by this sharp light. He was shocked.

The survivor stood there stupidly, completely dumbfounded.

"Sit back."

Lin Fan's expression became serious. For this group of survivors, he could see that they had all become rich in the apocalypse, and their methods were even ruthless.

If you greet them in a gentle manner, you may make them feel like they are being bullied.

This situation reminded him of when he used to go to work.

There was an employee in the company who was usually very polite and gentle to everyone. Once, his boss Jiang Zhongming deliberately deducted the employee's salary. Who would have thought that the employee walked directly into the office, slapped the desk with both hands, and glared at the boss.

"Give me your salary, don't miss a dime, otherwise you will die here or I will die here."

The once arrogant boss was really shocked.

He handed over his salary to the other party speechlessly, and complained to the other party, "Isn't it just a salary of several thousand yuan? Do you need to risk your life with me?"

In this regard, Lin Fan knew that when encountering certain things, he had to show a tough side in order to severely frighten the other party.

The survivor stared blankly at the traces in front of him, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost, and his heart was beating loudly.

"Okay, brother."

The survivor who tried to leave turned around obediently and returned to his original seat.

Lin Fan looked at everyone at the scene, his calm gaze resting on them one by one, clearly not doing anything or even saying too much.

But he was like a huge mountain, overwhelming everyone and making them breathless.

It's not like no one was unhappy with Lin Fan's behavior.

It’s just that without someone to take the lead, it’s definitely not possible to rely solely on one’s own words.

How he hopes that someone can take the initiative to jump out and have a fierce conflict with Lin Fan domineeringly, thus driving the rhythm of the scene. For freedom and to do whatever we want, we have to fight with him.

It's a pity... no one dares to do this.

Lin Fan was very satisfied with the behavior of the survivor just now. It was very good. At least he knew how to advance and retreat.

Slowly withdraw Frostmourne.

at this time.

Lin Fan saw a woman with dull eyes standing at the stall, leaning against the railing. Her appearance made people feel very distressed. How many things must have happened to her to become like this.

He stood up and walked towards the woman. As he approached, the woman's footsteps obviously retreated slightly, as if a chain reaction had been formed.

"Hello, my name is Lin Fan. I came from the Yellow City Sunshine Shelter. I have always wanted to provide the surviving survivors with a place where they can live the same life as before. So don't be afraid. I have nothing to do with you.

Malice, can you tell me that everything you are doing now is voluntary?"

Lin Fan's voice was extremely soft, not even a little aggravated. She was afraid that the other party would be frightened.

At the same time, I noticed that the other party’s exposed arm was bruised and purple.

The stall owner on the side bent down and said humbly: "She is voluntary, voluntary."

"Shut up." Lin Fan looked directly at him with sharp eyes.

The fact that he was gentle and friendly to everyone in the past did not mean that he would not be serious.

The stall owner did not dare to meet Lin Fan's eyes. He shrank his head in fear and did not dare to say a word.

Lin Fan quietly waited for her answer.

The woman looked at Lin Fan in front of her. In her dull eyes, her pupils shrank slightly, as if there was light trying to struggle out of the darkness.

Gradually, the dull eyes began to flicker with light.

"No, I didn't do it voluntarily."
To be continued...