I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade

The helicopter emitted strange noises before finally coming to a complete stop.

"My perfectly fine clothes have been ruined again." Lin Fan looked at the holes in his clothes, his frustration reaching a boiling point.

During peaceful times, he lived frugally, only buying clothes from street stalls or for bargain deals; he didn't have many to begin with, and now another one was ruined.

"You shot at me intending to kill me, didn't you?" Lin Fan stared directly at the mysterious figure in black.

"N-no, I wasn't... it wasn't me."

The mysterious figure in black was already intimidated by Lin Fan's presence.

Lin Fan noticed the survivors with collars around their necks, their hands and feet bound. Without even asking, he understood their plight, then glanced towards the tightly shut base doors, realizing much more.

Innocent survivors were deceived and handed over to a mysterious organization led by Qin Ling for various brutal experiments.

"It's okay. My name is Lin Fan, and though you may not know who I am, I just want to tell you that you're safe."

Lin Fan spoke gently, soothing their fearful expressions.

He could empathize with the survivors' terror.

Feeling saved, they arrived in what seemed like paradise, only for it to vanish, replaced by hell.

Who could withstand such a change?

He then looked at the pilot and the mysterious figure, signaling, "Come down."

For the pilot and the figure in black, they didn't dare resist, obediently alighting from the helicopter one by one.

Inside the base, Li Long looked very grim.

He knew this might be the end for them.

Someone had come for them, unexpectedly.

He kept thinking about which traitor had betrayed them.

Who exposed their location?

"Quick, shoot! Use all the weapons to stop him for me."

He quickly issued orders.

Outside the base.

Lin Fan stood facing the closed door, contemplating kicking it open. If it was before he wouldn't be sure about the fate of the survivors inside.

But seeing these captured survivors, he already knew.

As he thought about this, a hole appeared in the mountain wall, with gun barrels poking out.

Without any hesitation.

Rat-tat-tat...

The barrels spat fire like a dragon's breath, glowing with scorching heat.

In a flash, Lin Fan drew the sword Frostmourne, casually weaving it into a network of swords, instantly shredding the oncoming bullets to dust, not a single one reaching his body.

Behind, there were still survivors in the helicopter.

To avoid harming them.

Then he swung his sword again, directly destroying the firearms hidden in the mountain wall; the rat-tat-tat sound vanished completely, dissipating into smoke.

"Come on, let's go inside and have a look." Lin Fan said to the pilot and the figure in black, thinking that once he resolved this, he could have a good chat with them.

The pilot and the figure in black exchanged glances.

Their eyes revealed helplessness.

Who could imagine this happening, truly making people feel powerless.

Inside the base.

"It's bad, all the weapons have been destroyed." A member reported.

Li Long's expression was very unpleasant.

Lin Fan's terribleness exceeded his imagination.

Even Wu Dongliang seemed somewhat disoriented.

Recalling the past situation.

They had gone to the Sunshine Shelter in Huang City.

Boom!

A loud noise echoed.

The base door was punched open by Lin Fan.

At this moment.

Lin Fan looked around the situation, shouting into the distance, "Hey, you all come out, I won't kill you. I know what you've done, and putting down your weapons is your only choice."

What he said was the truth.

If Officer Huang were handling this, he wouldn't give them a chance. As a zombie Officer Huang, he knew he was alone and couldn't manage so much; during a special time, he could only enact special punishment to completely resolve it to prevent them from harming others further.

If it were peacetime, Officer Huang would probably say the same thing, urging them to surrender their weapons voluntarily for lenient treatment.

Lin Fan thought about what they had done, unsure of how many survivors had died miserably at their hands.

It's truly a heinous crime.

Very hard to find leniency.

Rat-tat-tat!

At this point.

Two fully armed personnel appeared at the corner, wielding guns, continuously suppressing Lin Fan as their guns fired lethal bullets.

When his own safety was threatened.

Lin Fan often entered a state of self-defense.

Swoosh!

Sword radiance flashed.

The two armed personnel were separated by more than ten meters from him, but in the blink of an eye, their bodies split into two, thick blood splattering the ground.

Perhaps to them.

Even at death, they couldn't comprehend how, despite the distance, their opponent could so casually swing a sword and split them in two; it was inconceivable.

Lin Fan said to the two beside him, "You saw it, it wasn't that I wanted to kill them, it's just that their guns were very dangerous. Facing danger, I could only defend myself."

The pilot and the figure in black swallowed hard.

Dangerous guns?

Brother, please don't mess with us. The guns are useless against you.

Especially the black-clad figure, whose face turned pale with fright. He had emptied his gun on Lin Fan, and surviving felt truly miraculous.