Apocalypse: The Stronghold System

Chapter 022: Approaching Mu Yanzi

Fan Chen and Fu Shen stopped in front of the tall hotel. Both of them were thinking about how to get inside when quite a number of zombies were below, and they could not get through the roof because the spacious courtyard made it difficult for them to jump into it.

Fan Chen looked at the hotel courtyard which was filled with zombies standing in place in a daze. "If you open fire from here, can you kill him?"

Fu Shen looked at the corner of the hotel wall, then the window on the eighth floor. "This sniper is able to penetrate concrete, killing it is very easy."

Fan Chen raised his hand, holding back the DX-5 Ravager that Fu Shen had raised. "Killing him instantly did not remove the hatred accumulated all this time. We'll ride to him directly, punish him, then kill him slowly."

Fan Chen took out the Glock Mayer 22 and installed dampers on both weapons. "We're down now."

He retreated dozens of meters, then ran at a speed exceeding that of a normal human. When he was at the end of the concrete deck, he jumped high towards the street lighting pole. Fan Chen stretched out his hand, caught the pole and hugged it. Then he descended slowly, and ran straight towards the courtyard.

Fu Shen took the same step, he hung the DX-5 Ravager on his back and took the Glock Mayer 22 attached to the belt on his thigh. He was not like Fan Chen who had to hang on the street lights, he immediately ran, and one of his legs stepped on the pole as a pedestal, then he moved down zigzagously: from the lamp post to the shophouse wall.

Fu Shen's movements were loud enough to make a noise, but he didn't really care. He spread out both hands, firing twice at each weapon.

Fan Chen ran in the middle of the courtyard where there were zombies on the left and right. Even though they were still like babies just learning to walk, but it was still terrible when they let out hoarse sounds, coupled with his appearance.

He shot bit by bit, and each shot would kill one zombie.

Just as he was running beside the bus and almost got behind it, suddenly a zombie jumped up, lunging towards him.

Fan Chen belatedly reacted, he stumbled backwards and fell down with a zombie on top of him.

The zombie brought its head closer to Fan Chen's face, opened its mouth, letting out a deadly foul breath.

Fan Chen felt a foul smell fill his face. He could not bear this kind of thing, he raised his left hand, hit the nape of the zombie on it with the elbow of his left hand, then kicked the zombie body with his right foot, then kicked the zombie body with his right foot, made the zombie flung a meter in the air.

Fan Chen raised Glock Mayer 22, fired a shot right at the head and chest of the zombie, then he rolled to the side. But it wasn't over yet, he immediately stood up and rushed over, if he were to stay longer on the spot, maybe he would be surrounded by zombies.

"Level 10 zombies! Almost level One." Fan Chen had not expected that there would be zombies that could already run and jump.

When viewed from above, Fan Chen and Fu Shan ran in the middle, and at left-right they were thousands of zombies walking by dragging their feet. This scene was terrifying, giving it its own fear of even just looking at it.

Fan Chen had already arrived in front of the glass door. Without knowing at all, he kicked for the glass, making the twin doors flung and smashed into pieces.

The sound of shards was too loud, and the moment Fan Chen entered the lobby, there were suddenly dozens of zombies standing turning their eyes towards him. Then one of the zombies kneeling in the middle of the lobby was eating a corpse, looking back.

Zombie level 1!

Fan Chen raised the gun and opened fire.

The zombie kneeling in the middle of the lobby tilted its body, dodging bullets.

This made Fan Chen startled, but only for a moment before returning to calm. He instantly rushed towards the emergency stairs while firing shots at the low-level zombies.

Fu Shen followed Fan Chen as he bowed, he picked up the iron on the floor that was originally used for glass door handles.

Fan Chen ran up the emergency stairs, then he turned around and saw the zombies chasing him were already right behind him.

The zombie raised its clawed hand, attacking towards Fan Chen's neck.

Fan Chen leaned over to dodge the attack, and he heard a whistle of air above him where the zombies were attacking. Then he hit the zombie knee with the muzzle of a firearm, then fired a shot.

The zombie's knees exploded, it lost its balance and fell, hitting the steps several times.

Fu Shen who was behind the zombies, swung the battering iron on the zombie body, making the zombies hit the wall beside the stairs. Then he fired a shot right at the zombie's head several times to destroy it.

Not stopping there, Fu Shen picked up the Molotov cocktail, lit it and threw it in the middle of the lobby.

Boom up!

The Molotov cocktail exploded with a small sound, but the fire immediately spread burning zombies that walked or blocked the entrance.

Fan Chen did not need to worry about the rearguard when he saw Fu Shen, and without saying anything more, he rushed up the emergency stairs.

Fu Shen was about to step up, but he suddenly heard something fall down. He turned his head, looking at the slightly light blue white crystal. "Energy Crystals?"

Fu Shen took out the Energy Crystal and stuffed it into a bag of pants. He could give it to Fan Chen later after the situation calmed down.

Their speed up the stairs was quite amazing, and their journey was quite friendly as there were no zombies in the way except the ones chasing down below.

But when they reached the sixth floor stairs about to the seventh floor, suddenly the two heard heavy footsteps coming from above.

Fan Chen looked up, on the seventh floor stairs about to the eighth, a look of zombies stepped down.

He kicked the zombie head hard, making the zombie sway a little, but its body remained firm, not falling down. Fan Chen raised both hands, the Glock Mayer 22 in his hand disappeared and was replaced by an iron pipe.

With the gravitational force and weight of his body, Fan Chen stabbed the zombie at the nape with an iron pipe. The iron pipe entered unhindered until it penetrated to the bottom, and the nearly three-meter-long iron pipe hit the floor.

Fan Chen threw away the zombies along with his iron pipe, then he turned to look down. He pulled his hand back, another iron pipe appeared again in his hand.

After taking a swipe, Fan Chen swung his hand, throwing an iron pipe.

The iron pipe sped quickly, causing a whistle as the iron pipe rubbed against the surrounding air.

Jem! Jem! Bang out!

The iron pipe pierced through four zombies at once, nailing the four of them to the back wall.

Without confirming whether the zombie was still moving or not, Fan Chen directly climbed the stairs, until he saw the door with the number eight there. He opened the door, then went inside with Fu Shen following behind.

Fu Shen closed the door, then picked up the heavy items to dispel. Either the trash can made of iron, concrete pots, even cabinets that store APAR.

"Fu Shen, you're in charge."

Fu Shen nodded, he walked in the corridor and looked at the doors on the left while muttering something, as if he was counting the corresponding doors.

After a while, Fu Shen stopped at the door with the number 437 attached to the door leaf. "Captain."

Fan Chen stepped to the front of the door, and without saying anything, he kicked the door to shreds.

Suddenly, his intuition gave him a feeling. Fan Chen bowed his body directly without hesitation.

Bang out!

Fan Chen looked to the left, looking at Mu Yanzi who was swinging a baseball bat, but the bat was caught by Fu Shen to the point of echoes.

Fu Shen pulled his hand abruptly and quickly, making Mu Yanzi lose his balance, even his huge body spun in midair, then fell smashing onto the floor with his back hitting him first.

Fu Shen pulled Glock Mayer 22, firing two shots at Mu Yanzi's thigh.

"Aarrrgghh!" Mu Yanzi shouted loudly while holding her thighs in a daze between left or right.

"Shut up!" Fu Shen stomped on Mu Yanzi's mouth until he knocked out all his teeth, then gave a kick to the head.

Fan Chen did not care about what Fu Shen did. He looked around, scanning the room.

Fan Chen frowned when he saw this, two women his age were lifeless and not dressed at all.

Their bodies were bruised, there were traces of lashes all over the body, and there were hand marks on each other's neck indicating that the two were strangled to death. But it was not too severe, there was still the most severe of it all, their spine looked broken because one of the women had a folded back.

Looking at the blood coming out of his back, Fan Chen guessed that the woman's back was hit with a hard blunt object, probably the baseball bat earlier.

Fan Chen turned to look at Mu Yanzi, then he opened fire right at the groin.

"Aaarrrgghh—" Mu Yanzi again shouted as his blood-making weapon was shot to shreds, but the shout stopped as Fu Shen's shoes stomped on his mouth.

"Use the closet to close the door." Fan Chen walked towards the glass window, smashed it and said, "We should punish him for selling our information to the Fan Family, and have bad intentions to Yu'er. Then, tie him up, lower him down slowly, and let him be eaten by the zombies down there." He pulled the rope out of the void, threw it behind.

Fu Shen acted quickly, he went to the cupboard beside him, kicking the closet so it moved to close the shattered door.

Then after the door was secured, Fu Shen took out a rope to tie Mu Yanzi's legs together and threw her against the window wall.

Fan Chen retreated sideways, letting Mu Yanzi hit the wall and the glass shards on the floor hit his fatty body.

Fan Chen was wearing gloves, he was crouching, pulling Mu Yanzi's hair with his left hand to look at Mu Yanzi's face which was bruised full of blood while playing the knife on his right hand.

"You made a lot of mistakes, especially thinking about Yu'er's body. Death alone is not enough to dispel this hatred."

Fan Chen stopped twirling the blade, then his hand was swung down, piercing the back of Mu Yanzi's hand.

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