The two thugs clenched their fists and tilted their heads, ready to teach Lin Fan a lesson.
Lin Fan remained motionless, watching them.
As the two swung their fists at him, he gently pushed them with his hands, not using much strength, causing both to tumble to the ground, flipping over.
Wu Xiang glared. "Didn’t you eat anything?"
Lin Fan said, "I hope you can be a bit more rational."
As soon as he finished speaking,
Wu Xiang pulled a gun from his waist, pointing it directly at Lin Fan. "Rational? You damn well try talking ’rational’ to me."
Lin Fan’s eyes changed slightly when he saw the gun in Wu Xiang’s hand.
"I’ve encountered this before. Do you know that possessing a firearm illegally is against the law?"
He felt the situation was no longer ordinary.
"Heh, bullshit. Now get on your knees, or I’ll blow your brains out." Wu Xiang had always been displeased with Lin Fan. He had already imagined the scenario to come: the other party kneeling humbly on the ground, begging for forgiveness, and then obediently handing Xia Ya over.
Thinking about this made Wu Xiang smile happily.
Lin Fan stepped towards Wu Xiang. The moment the gun was drawn, the situation had changed drastically, reaching a severe point that couldn’t be resolved without taking it to the police station.
"Stop, damn you!" Wu Xiang shouted angrily. Who would have thought that instead of begging, the other party would dare to walk towards him? Without thinking, he pulled the trigger. With a bang, the muzzle emitted white smoke, and the gunshot echoed around the area.
The survivors in the neighborhood heard the gunshot, their faces changed slightly but soon returned to their tasks. This was normal for them, wondering which thug had run into Lin Fan, and suspecting they were heading for the police station again.
"How is this possible?" Wu Xiang was stunned, his mouth agape. Even though he fired at point-blank range, the bullet was caught between the other party’s two fingers.
"You illegally possess a firearm and even tried to kill me. Your situation is very serious. As a citizen of Huang City, it’s my duty to detain you and take you to the police station. Don’t tell me it’s a misunderstanding. Once we get there, Officer Huang will interrogate you properly." Lin Fan acted swiftly, seizing the gun, then twisting Wu Xiang’s arm behind his back, subduing him.
Wu Xiang remained in a daze, replaying what had just happened. It was impossible. How could anyone catch a bullet with their fingers?
Lin Fan looked at the two dazed thugs on the ground. "Don’t think about running, or the consequences will be severe. Get in the car; we’re going to the police station."
The two thugs looked on dumbly, not fully understanding the guy’s words. Are you crazy?
At the police station,
Lin Fan handed over the three criminals. Wu Xiang remained in a stunned state throughout, while the other two thugs trembled, crying and begging. "It wasn’t us. He made us do it. Boss, give us another chance. Let us go."
Now in the apocalypse, there’s no need to strictly enforce rules, right?
Lin Fan paid no attention to any of their nonsense. For him, the truth was what he personally experienced and heard. As for the outcome, that wasn’t for him to decide. His job was to deliver them here.
Officer Huang from Huang City would handle it personally.
As they entered, they saw a zombie in uniform standing in the corner, swaying as if in a trance. But Lin Fan noticed something on the wall. He knew it was a police badge, and Officer Huang was absorbing the energy emanating from it.
"Good morning, Officer Huang." Lin Fan greeted politely.
Wu Xiang was trembling with fear, dumbfounded. He couldn’t believe this seemingly madman was addressing a zombie as Officer Huang. Stop joking. We are humans.
Officer Huang let out a low growl upon hearing noise, turning and growling at them.
"Officer Huang, have you eaten?" Lin Fan continued to ask.
This was a perfectly normal morning exchange in their country; asking someone if they’ve eaten was a common form of greeting.
Officer Huang approached as if sniffing the air.
Suddenly, with a chomp, he bit into one of the thug’s necks, blood splattering everywhere amidst incessant screams, turning their faces pale.
Wu Xiang collapsed to the ground, his crotch wet. He had pissed himself in terror.
"No, no, help!" Wu Xiang begged, shouting, his mind blank, overwhelmed by boundless fear, feeling as if the world was collapsing around him.
Lin Fan stepped back, watching from the side.
Scenes were common. He often watched court trials on TV, where some people enjoyed the glory and thrill of their wrongdoings up until the moment the sentence was handed down, leaving them terrified, sometimes fainting then and there.
He felt no sympathy for them, only a sense of cathartic satisfaction.
"It looks like Officer Huang’s already had breakfast."
He muttered to himself, watching Wu Xiang turn into a zombie and try to rush at Lin Fan, only to have his head smashed by Officer Huang. His heart skipped a beat.
Officer Huang had become stronger.
It seemed that during this time, Officer Huang had continued to enforce justice, yielding great results while maintaining security in Huang City. Considering his case-solving skills and effectiveness, a promotion was likely.