Chapter 477 It's not that retribution won't come, it's just that the time hasn't arrived yet.
At the same time, five men emerged from the rooftop of a small villa in the heart of the zombie horde.
When these five people came into Han Shuo's view, he instinctively shifted his gaze away from the horde of zombies.
"Um?"
"Five guys dressed in zombie skin, are they the Corpse-Wearers?"
He had heard of this evil organization before, but today was the first time he had seen these corpse-wearing men in person.
The next moment, Han Shuo saw one of the leaders on the rooftop frown and point in his direction.
Suddenly, hundreds of thousands of zombies began to move, emitting low growls as they swarmed forward like locusts.
Good heavens!
Seeing that he had only been in the other party's territory for a few seconds before the other party launched an attack, Han Shuo quickly slammed on the brakes and performed a beautiful drift to turn the sports car around.
Then, floor the gas pedal.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
The sports car kicked up a cloud of yellow dust and sped away into the distance...
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To be honest, Han Shuo was indeed startled when he first discovered the horde of zombies, but after he came to his senses, he didn't panic too much.
After all, there was still some distance between them, and he himself was not surrounded by the horde of zombies.
He realized something was wrong and immediately retreated!
From the moment Han Shuo and the Corpse-Clad Man locked eyes for less than 10 seconds, he drove off into the distance.
The horde of zombies behind them, hearing the sound, continued their pursuit into the distance.
However, no matter how many of them there are, two legs can never outrun four wheels.
Han Shuo looked in the rearview mirror and saw the horde of zombies behind him getting further and further away, and shouted happily.
"Awesome! Powerful! Sports cars accelerate so fast!"
However, some joys shouldn't be celebrated too early, or trouble may arise...
The five corpse-covered figures on the rooftop immediately prepared for both possibilities the moment they heard a car approaching.
One of them saw that Han Shuo had arrived in a sports car, his clothes were clean, and his outfit was incredibly cool, as if he were living a very comfortable life in the apocalypse. Once again, they instinctively mistook Han Shuo for a cyborg.
They also harbored extreme resentment towards this cyborg organization, because the two silver-haired individuals would frequently come to harass them.
Not long ago, this person had heard from his brothers' team in the distance that there had been cases of cyborgs stealing zombies on their side.
Furthermore, he had also seen the transmitted video, and coincidentally, the person in the video who put sacks over their zombies was the same person currently in the sports car…
The corpse-clad man was recognized at a glance!
Some grievances, it's not that they won't be repaid, it's just that the time hasn't come yet...
Today, by a twist of fate, the culprit from the past has unexpectedly come to his door, and he will naturally treat him with courtesy.
That time, you stole one of our zombies. Today, how about I send you a rocket, my friend?
How about that? It's perfectly fair...
Then, a rocket quickly took off and flew straight into the distance.
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At the same time, Han Shuo also heard the sound of something taking off behind him.
When he turned around, his scalp tingled instantly.
The rockets in the sky were flying rapidly toward us, and judging from their trajectory, they were clearly equipped with tracking capabilities.
Whoosh!
The rocket disappeared in the blink of an eye, reaching the diagonal position above the sports car in the blink of an eye.
Han Shuo couldn't help but curse, "Damn it, stop messing around! Is it really that serious?"
He truly didn't understand. He had never seen this group of people before, so what had he done to provoke them into attacking him with rockets the moment they met?
In this critical moment, Han Shuo didn't have the time to think about this problem too much.
Startled, he quickly grabbed the Tang sword from the passenger seat, slung the backpack containing food over his back, and then leaped off the sports car, which was traveling at over 150 miles per hour.
Even with his formidable strength, he struggled to maintain his balance at that speed.
Upon landing, he stumbled and knelt on one knee. To prevent himself from falling, he used the hilt of his Tang sword to brace himself against the ground.
Once his strength had subsided, he immediately stood up from the ground.
Immediately after getting up, Han Shuo ran to the side without the slightest hesitation.
Whoosh!
The next moment, the rocket finally arrived and struck the driverless sports car in front of it.
"boom!"
A huge explosion rang out instantly, flames rose, and one of the sports car's wheels was blown directly into the sky.
The rocket was clearly more powerful. Even from a distance, Han Shuo felt a wave of heat hit his back instantly.
However, because he reacted quickly and escaped the center of the explosion in time, he was only knocked over twice by the blast wave and did not suffer any substantial physical damage.
Nevertheless, he dared not look back and hurriedly darted into a small grove of trees not far away, fearing that the other side would bombard him with rockets again.
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On the other side, the five corpse-covered figures on the rooftop were too far away to see what was happening in the distance.
However, they noticed the flash of light and saw a black object being blasted into the sky. From these observations, they knew that their rockets had accurately hit their target.
"Hmm, not bad, not bad..."
The five nodded in satisfaction, then, after controlling the horde of zombies to return, they turned and went back into the room.
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Before they knew it, more than 10 minutes had passed since the explosion.
Several kilometers away from the small villa, Han Shuo walked dejectedly down the road with his head down.
He knew he was completely safe, but deep down he couldn't feel truly happy.
"Is it really that serious? Is it really that serious? Is it really that serious...?"
He kept repeating those three words to himself, his eyes filled with grievance.
He arrived beaming with joy, but little did he expect that his sports car would be blown up by someone else just two days later.
At this moment, his once incredibly cool outfit was gone; not only were his new clothes torn in several places, but his face was also covered in dust.
And so, alone and dejected, he continued his trek forward...
After an unknown amount of time, Han Shuo suddenly stopped in his tracks.
His face was filled with rage.
"Damn it! No way! I want revenge!"
"Damn it, you dare to bomb me with a rocket? Do you think I, a level 6 evolved powerhouse, am a pushover?"
"Besides, my car is gone. Do you know how difficult it is to find a drivable car in the wilderness these days?"
"Walk back to base? That's exhausting, and besides, I don't have enough food to walk all the way back!"
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Han Shuo was getting angrier and angrier the more he thought about what had just happened.
Having made up his mind, he resolutely turned around and went back.
He wanted revenge; he wanted to kill the five corpse-covered men who had bombarded him with rockets.
Most importantly, he had to take the other car back. His current position was extremely troublesome without a car, whether he was going forward or back!
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