Chapter 23: Stupid? crazy!

Chen Feng came out of his stronghold, intending to find a hiding place. However, on the way, he suddenly ran into a "police officer."

He observed and listened carefully.

Having lived in the post-apocalyptic world for many years, Chen Feng had already developed a keen sense. A police officer? A hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth. The way the person walked, hunched over and swaying, made him seem more like a lowlife than a police officer.

A fraud.

Aside from the police uniform, nothing he said seemed trustworthy.

As for whether this person had any malicious intent toward him, Chen Feng didn't feel much. He just wanted to find a place to hide, and now that someone was actively offering to help, he was willing to accept the arrangement.

The night was a time for slaughter.

Chen Feng didn't have the energy to pretend. If the other party had any designs, he might as well kill them.

In the post-apocalyptic world, killing and being killed were perfectly normal occurrences.

After walking for a few minutes, a police station appeared before Chen Feng's eyes. The ground floor was a parking lot, and the second floor was an office. At this moment, the walls of the building were splattered with fresh blood that had not dried. The floor was filled with bone fragments and organs. In the corner, there were even some scattered limbs, bearing clear bite marks.

The scent of blood.

Chen Feng sniffed, catching a pungent odor.

Something cruel had happened here.

When A Yu caught Chen Feng's gaze, a sneer appeared on his lips. He aimed a gun at Chen Feng's head and said menacingly, "What are you looking at? Get inside!"

A rush to the destination.

Upon arrival, it was clear that A Yu had shed his disguise.

The door opened.

Several fierce-looking men appeared before Chen Feng. They were smoking and drinking strong liquor, their gaze towards Chen Feng filled with scrutiny and malice.

A murderous intent.

Chen Feng felt a hint of contempt for life in their eyes. Each of them had blood on their hands, human... blood.

In the corner, there were six ragged men, but their courage had long been worn down. They huddled weakly together, their eyes filled with fear.

From a nearby room came occasional screams and cries, as well as the heavy breathing of a man.

A den of thieves.

And it was a gang at that.

"Boss, I'm back..." A Yu approached Ma Biao, speaking fawningly.

"Is this the person you found?" Ma Biao glanced at Chen Feng askance and then turned away. A dying man was not worth his attention, especially when it was a man.

A professional.

A glint flashed in Chen Feng's eyes. As a summoner, he had a strong mental power and was adept at detecting energy fluctuations. Just now, he had clearly sensed a threat from the other party.

However, it was only a threat, far from fear.

If there were any surprises, Chen Feng had a 70% chance of killing them. Except for some extreme physical conditions, this applied to any living being.

"Search him. Keep what's useful and toss out the rest. As per usual, strip him and throw him aside. Just make sure he doesn't starve!" Ma Biao's tone was lazy. To him, Chen Feng was just a piece of meat, not worth much attention.

"Kid, raise your hands and behave. Maybe you can live a little longer." A Yu adopted a domineering posture, obeying Ma Biao's order as he reached for Chen Feng's body.

A check.

"Hmm? What's this?" When reaching Chen Feng's waist, A Yu suddenly exclaimed and then forcefully pulled out a bone-cleaver knife.

"A bone-cleaver knife," Chen Feng answered truthfully.

"What do you use the knife for?"

"Killing."

The police station fell silent for a few seconds, followed by uproarious laughter. With so many monsters outside, using a knife for self-defense was perfectly normal, they had initially thought that Chen Feng would answer like this. But unexpectedly... he said killing?

"Boss."

"This guy said he uses the knife for killing."

"Who do you think you are? Have you seen blood? Have you seen dead people? Killing? A kid who hasn't even grown a full beard dares to speak so boldly."

Ayü sneered, his eyes as if he were looking at a fool. He handed the bone-cutting knife to Chen Feng and laughed, "I just compared guns with you, and I didn't see you being so fierce!"

"Killing? Why don't you try killing someone... I...?"

"Pfft!"

Without hesitation, Chen Feng grabbed the bone-cutting knife and stabbed it directly at Ayü. The large blade pierced through Ayü's neck, and he widened his eyes as if he couldn't believe what was happening before him.

Thick blood flowed down his neck. Rather than feeling pain, he felt numbness and fear, sensing his life slowly slipping away. It was a horrifying experience.

This guy... is a lunatic!

Dead.

Ayü lay still on the ground, wide-eyed, until his death, still not understanding what had happened just now.

In fact, not only Ayü, but everyone around was dumbfounded. Anyone could tell that Ayü had just been mocking the other person, yet in the next moment, he turned into a lifeless body lying there.

Eerie.

"What did you grab the knife for?"

"To kill."

The previous exchange between the two echoed in the ears of the onlookers. However, compared to the previous mockery, they could no longer laugh, because they were clear that Chen Feng was not joking. This knife was indeed for killing...

This guy...

Not to mention ordinary people, even when Ma Biao saw this scene, his eyes, which were originally lazy, showed surprise. Then he stood up, clenched his fists. Killing someone in front of him, especially his own people, was a very serious matter. In order to show his authority, this guy in front of him must die, and... he would die a painful death.

"What's wrong? Any objections?"

Ignoring everyone, Chen Feng bent down and pulled out the bone-cutting knife. He grinned innocently, "He asked for it. To be honest, I've never heard of such a request in my life..."