Upon hearing the sound, Wang Han and the others couldn't help but look through the broken door to the outside.
At the doorway, the three top-tier zombies, bitten by zombies, were walking towards them together. Upon seeing the people inside, they all howled and charged towards them.
"I'll handle it." Seeing that the three zombies rushing towards him were clearly transformed from those bitten by zombies, the Four-Eyed Taoist immediately said, picking up the broken peach wood sword from the ground and preparing to rush out. He was afraid that if Wang Han attacked again, his house would be torn apart with several more large holes, and besides, he was still furious after being beaten by the zombies, so now was the perfect time to vent his anger.
"Huh!" Wang Han looked at the three zombies in surprise. These three guys seemed to have intelligence, and their movements were not stiff; they could even see. They were different from the hopping zombies described in Uncle Nine's book. They were more like zombies from Resident Evil movies, but compared to them, these three were clearly intelligent and moved more nimbly. Moreover, Wang Han remembered that these three guys were not as easy to kill as zombies.
Wang Han couldn't help but look again at the zombie whose head he had crushed with his foot. This zombie could also see. There must be something special about it.
"Wait." Wang Han reached out and stopped the Four-Eyed Taoist who was about to rush out, and said, "These guys are quite interesting. I've never seen them before. Leave them to me."
"How can that be? You've already dealt with the most formidable ones, you must be exhausted now. Let me do it." The Four-Eyed Taoist quickly said upon hearing this. For the sake of the house, he absolutely could not let Wang Han do anything more, otherwise, who knows how many more drafty holes would be added to the house.
“I’m not tired at all.” Wang Han shook his head and said, “You guys had already been fighting the zombies for a while before I came. You’re more tired than me. Let me do it. You guys rest.”
"No, I'll do it myself." The Four-Eyed Taoist shook his head resolutely. For the sake of the house, he had to insist.
"Crack, crack, crack..." The sound of clenched fists rang out. Wang Han raised his fist and waved it in front of Four-Eyed Taoist, saying in an unquestionable manner, "You must be tired. You might get injured if you deal with them when you're exhausted. I'll do the heavy lifting. Otherwise, I'll be very unhappy."
"..." The Four-Eyed Taoist looked at Wang Han speechlessly, gritted his teeth and said, "Then you can do it, I won't compete."
"Hmm." Wang Han nodded and walked towards the several zombies rushing towards him.
"Something's wrong." Monk Yixiu thought to himself as he looked at Wang Han. He could guess why Si Mu wouldn't let Wang Han make a move. It was nothing more than him being worried about his house and saving face. Si Mu could handle those three guys, but why did Wang Han insist on competing with Si Mu? There must be something wrong with that.
"Wang Han, what exactly do you want?" Si Mu looked at Wang Han, equally puzzled. Uncle Jiu had also secretly told him that Wang Han might have some extraordinary purpose. A talent like Wang Han wouldn't easily settle for mediocrity, especially since he was still so young, in the prime of his youth. The possibility of him settling for mediocrity was extremely small. His approaching them was very likely intentional. However, Wang Han had never done anything outrageous, nor had he shown any evil intentions.
'Wang Han, I hope there will never be a day when we turn against each other with swords drawn. I, Monk Yixiu, and my senior brother don't want to see that day come. We can still be brothers and friends, laughing and talking together.' The Four-Eyed Taoist thought to himself as he watched Wang Han walk away towards the three walking corpses.
"Bang..." Stepping outside, Wang Han punched the first zombie that rushed towards him right in the face, knocking it to the ground. He then kicked the fallen zombie, sending it flying dozens of meters. The zombie's entire body was bent over, unable to stand up again.
Wang Han reached out and grabbed the hand of another zombie, punching it in the shoulder and shattering it instantly. Then, Wang Han pulled the zombie's hand back, grabbed its collar, and repeatedly slammed it to the ground. In just a few blows, he had broken most of the zombie's bones, rendering it unable to stand.
Seeing Wang Han's ferocity, the last remaining zombie quickly stopped its charge. Unfortunately, Wang Han had no intention of letting it go. He reached out and pulled at the last zombie, who then flew uncontrollably toward Wang Han, who grabbed it by the neck.
"Bang bang bang..." The muffled sounds of fists hitting flesh rang out one after another like firecrackers. Wang Han's other hand delivered twenty or thirty punches in a single second, breaking all the bones in the last zombie in a single second.
After crippling the remaining three zombies, Wang Han returned to the home of the Four-Eyed Taoist, picked up the body of the zombie whose head he had crushed, and said with a smile to the Four-Eyed Taoist and the others, "I'll go and take care of them."
"Wang Han, let's go together," the Four-Eyed Taoist quickly said. "It would be best to burn these corpses."
"No need, you all get some rest," Wang Han said with a smile. "Leave these things to me."
After saying that, Wang Han carried the zombie's corpse out.
“Wang…” Si Mu opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing. He knew that Wang Han would not be easily stopped by them; the strong would not easily listen to the words of the weak, and would only tear off the mask of civility.
"Amitabha." Monk Yixiu chanted a Buddhist prayer, glancing at Wang Han with a sorrowful expression. Wang Han was problematic, and the problem was obvious: it was related to zombies, and his motives were definitely not righteous. He opened his mouth, but ultimately, like Simu, remained silent. He didn't know what to say, nor how to stop Wang Han. A man like Wang Han wasn't easy to stop, nor would he easily change his mind or goals. They couldn't stop Wang Han by force either. He seemed to have already foreseen the future confrontation between them.
Wang Han walked outside, waved his hand lightly, and an invisible wind lifted the three incapacitated zombies, which then disappeared into the night along with Wang Han.
"Master?" Qingqing looked at the Four-Eyed Taoist and the Monk Yixiu. Seeing their hesitant expressions, as if they wanted to stop him, she knew that Wang Han seemed to be about to do something very bad.
"Alas! Amitabha, this old monk is powerless, I only hope that Wang Han can realize his mistake and return to the right path as soon as possible." Monk Ikkyu chanted a Buddhist prayer.
“Ikkyu, this isn’t your fault.” For once, Four Eyes didn’t mock Ikkyu. Instead, he said seriously, “It’s just that we were all too weak, while Wang Han was too strong. We weren’t even on the same level as Wang Han.”
After Si Mu finished speaking, he looked at Jia Le. "Jia Le, from now on, your master's talent is almost exhausted, but you are still young, so your master will do his best to teach you. If one day Wang Han does something that will anger heaven and man, you must stand up and stop him."
“Qingqing, although you are a girl, I will still do my best to teach you Buddhism.” Yixiu also said to Qingqing, “If Wang Han really goes that far one day, you must find a way to stop him.”
"Yes, Master."
"Yes, Master."
Qingqing and Jiale looked at each other and responded in unison.
'I wonder if those two can do it.' Looking at the two equally young men, Si Mu and Yi Xiu couldn't help but feel uncertain. Wang Han was simply too strong, and his knowledge was vast. He was already comparable to a grandmaster.
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