Chapter 483 Departure with Elegance

The moment Han Shuo arrived at the battlefield, he saw Zheng Deliang being brutally beaten by the half-corpse man.

This guy used to take good care of me, how could I allow him to get hurt?

"Bang!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Han Shuo kicked the half-corpse man hard, sending him crashing into the wall.

Cracks of all sizes instantly appeared around the walls; his kick was delivered with all his might.

brush!

Then, drawing his black crystal Tang sword, Han Shuo chased after the enemy without looking back.

You hit my brother just now? Well, now it's your turn to get a beating!

The difference between level 5 and level 4 is not small, but the difference between level 6 and level 5 is also not small.

"Blood, flesh..."

The half-corpse slid down the wall, staring menacingly at the sudden human. Before it could finish its sentence, Han Shuo interrupted it with a large slap.

To be honest, he'd heard that classic line from the half-dead man so many times he was sick of it...

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"Who...who is it?"

At the same time, Zheng Deliang, his eyes still blurry, strained to see the figure ahead.

He was seeing double and didn't recognize Han Shuo for a moment.

However, he soon caught a glimpse of the Tang sword, and a look of joy appeared on his face as he muttered to himself.

"Is it... Brother Han?"

"It's somewhat similar, yet somewhat dissimilar..."

After all, Han Shuo's Tang sword had been changed to a completely black color, and Zheng Deliang hadn't seen Han Shuo's face, so he wasn't really sure.

Then, seeing the mysterious man effortlessly beating the half-corpse, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Regardless of whether this person was actually Han Shuo or not, the sudden arrival of this expert, who single-handedly entangled the half-corpse man, definitely relieved a great deal of pressure on them.

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"Quick! Everyone, go and support the flanks! Let's hold out until this battle is over!"

Zheng Deliang slowly got up from the ground. Despite being extremely weak, he still tried his best to direct the defense line in the rear.

"Yes, Brother Liang!"

"yes……"

Several soldiers with minor injuries stood up one by one, glanced happily at Han Shuo's back, picked up their guns, and turned to rejoin the battlefield on the side.

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At this moment, Han Shuo was locked in a fierce battle with the half-corpse man.

To be honest, this was the first time he had ever encountered such a powerful half-corpse.

After exchanging blows a few times, he also realized that his opponent's combat strength was indeed no weaker than that of a genetically evolved human at level 5.

Nevertheless, he still didn't take it seriously, brandishing his Tang sword, black afterimages flashing through the air as he launched a fierce and relentless attack on his opponent.

As for why this half-corpse was so powerful, Han Shuo could guess without even thinking.

This person must have had their own team during their lifetime, and their team's overall strength should have been quite considerable.

Otherwise, it would have been impossible to collect so much turbid liquid over time.

This person, probably from reading too many novels, decided to take a gamble and try to turn his bicycle into a motorcycle when he couldn't find a way to use this mysterious liquid.

Then, after swallowing the turbid liquid, he fought himself into a half-corpse...

In fact, Han Shuo had the same thought when he first discovered the turbid liquid.

However, he was more rational and could still distinguish between fiction and reality.

In reality, one should be cautious about consuming foods that have never been seen or heard of before, let alone this mysterious liquid inside a zombie.

In novels, such situations often result in instant ascension to immortality, but in reality, it's almost certain that eleven out of ten people would die from poisoning...

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"Bang!"

Meanwhile, the fighting between the two sides continues.

In less than half a minute, more than a dozen crisscrossing wounds appeared on the half-corpse's body.

Faced with Han Shuo, a genetically evolved human at level 6, it truly had no way to express its suffering.

You can't beat them in a fight, and you can't out-argue them...

Whenever it instinctively tries to speak, the human in front of it always interrupts it with a large slap.

In the past, this half-corpse was virtually invincible, but today it has suffered a great injustice.

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Han Shuo, on the other hand, showed absolutely no mercy.

He slashed at his opponent again and again, pressing him relentlessly from the moment the battle began.

However, he also realized that although this half-corpse was no match for him, it was still quite strong and could withstand a beating.

However, no matter how resilient it is, there will eventually be a limit.

brush!

After repeatedly slashing the same spot, Han Shuo finally severed one of the half-corpse's arms and sent it to the ground with the next strike.

However, the next moment, something completely unexpected happened.

The half-dead man in front of him stopped fighting and turned to run away.

"Damn it, these half-corpses still retain a sliver of human instinct. If they can't beat you, they run. Do you think you can escape?"

Han Shuo cursed inwardly, gripped his Tang sword tightly, and took a few big strides to catch up.

After fighting for so long, if he were to let his opponent escape so easily, he, a level 6 evolved human, would truly lose all face!

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In just a few seconds, Han Shuo caught up with the half-corpse man from behind.

His eyes turned cold, and he thrust the Tang sword in his hand straight towards the back of the other man's neck.

When the half-corpse was running away, it exposed all the weaknesses in its back, and it couldn't dodge this blow.

"wipe!"

Han Shuo's Tang sword pierced through the half-corpse man's neck, pinning him to the wall.

"snort!"

Then, he quickly drew his Tang sword, giving the opponent no time to react. Several black sword shadows flashed through the air, completely severing the half-corpse man's head and sending it to the ground.

brush!

As the final clang of the blade rang out, Han Shuo's Tang sword pierced through the gap in the skull on the ground, the tip of the blade directly shattering the brain. The half-corpse was dead!

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"All done, call it a day!"

Han Shuo muttered to himself softly, not even glancing at the corpse at his feet, and then sheathed his Tang sword.

Then, he was about to turn around, but after thinking about it, he decided not to turn his body.

Of course, he wasn't trying to show off; he just didn't want to see those people's ugly faces again...

He planned to come back to see his older brother at another time.

"Hmm... Now that the half-corpse is dead, I suppose Brother Qingyu can handle the rest of the trouble."

With a silent murmur to himself, Han Shuo turned and strode into the alley ahead, disappearing into the shadows...

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On the other side, Zheng Deliang stared wide-eyed, gazing blankly in the direction Han Shuo had left.

After this expert appeared, he kept his back to everyone the whole time, and took less than a minute to deal with the half-corpse man. The process was swift and efficient.

"So handsome!"

"Is he really Brother Han? How... how did he become so strong?!"

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