Chapter 1050: Chapter 1050

Slightly frowning, not too fond of the person.

Qian Jiahao saw Lin Fan and naturally recognized him as the person from the "Zombie Album." He ran up and said, "I’ve come to join you, but he hit me."

Lin Fan said, "Hmm, it’s quite normal for him to hit you."

At this moment, he somewhat regretted coming here. Gu Hang, along with the guy who had just beaten him up, were both eyeing him like tigers, staring angrily, making him feel that danger still loomed. Even if he stayed, life would not be easy.

Guan Hao raised his chin and glared at him angrily.

It was as if he was saying, did you hear that? Brother Lin said it’s normal to beat you up, and yet you want to tattle, you’re just asking for trouble.

"Why did you come back? Or do you think with Yang Hui and Gu Hang dead, no one will know what you did?" Lin Fan asked.

"Ah?" Qian Jiahao’s eyes widened as he heard Lin Fan’s words. "Xiaohui... isn’t dead?"

Lin Fan said, "No, she’s alive and well."

Qian Jiahao really hadn’t expected Yang Hui to be alive. Seeing Gu Hang already seemed unbelievable to him.

Before Lin Fan could speak, Gu Hang angrily pointed at him, "You dare talk about the child? If you had died out there, it wouldn’t have been any trouble. Why come back? What do you want? I’m asking you, what do you want?"

Despite Gu Hang’s scolding, Qian Jiahao didn’t get angry; instead, he had thoughts in his mind.

He felt he might really be able to stay.

Yang Hui was still alive.

And there was the child.

If he just pretended to sincerely repent, he could surely seek forgiveness.

A moment later, he loudly shouted towards the shelter, "Yang Hui, it’s me, I am Qian Jiahao, I’m back. Come out and see me..."

"Damn it." Guan Hao truly hadn’t seen anyone so shameless. After hearing about Yang Hui, he thought, how could such a man exist? Now, seeing the guy shouting, he couldn’t help but kick him, knocking him down to the ground.

Lin Fan didn’t stop him, letting Guan Hao do his thing.

Knocked to the ground, Qian Jiahao kept howling.

"Xiaohui... it’s me, come out and see me, I’m about to be beaten to death."

Guan Hao was incensed, looking at his face made him furious, and he swung his fist, hitting Qian Jiahao in the face again and again.

Gu Hang quietly asked Lin Fan, "What do we do now?"

He knew the person was here to draw Yang Hui out, play the emotional card, and seek sympathy and forgiveness.

Lin Fan said, "They don’t fit in at the Sunshine Shelter. I can see it in their eyes; eyes that reach straight to the heart won’t deceive me. They’ve definitely done many horrible things out there."

Gu Hang wasn’t surprised by this at all.

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But letting him shout here was no solution.

The onlookers from the shelter were growing in number, with some already rolling up their sleeves, waiting for Guan Hao’s signal, ready to swarm in and beat him down.

They couldn’t stand it anymore.

Some were aware, some weren’t, those who knew whispered the situation to others, and upon hearing, they were visibly enraged, realizing he was scum.

The crowd glared fiercely, a sight that would terrify anyone.

They were survivors Lin Fan brought to the shelter, and during this time, they had come to see it as home, regarding each other as inseparable companions, surviving the apocalypse together.

Now their comrade’s enemy had returned, which meant he’d become their enemy. One word would have them crush him.

The three survivors who followed Qian Jiahao were already considering retreating, thinking the shelter wasn’t welcoming them. To them, the city was vast, not lacking a place for survival.

Finding somewhere else to live a good life seemed better than staying in the shelter.

They regretted not investigating the truth first.

But now it was too late for words.

Yang Hui, smiling and holding the child, was chatting with others. Life was simple , and pulling through depression was thanks to everyone’s care.

She had long forgotten past miseries, spending her days caring for her child and sometimes watering the vegetables. Now, each building’s rooftop in Sunshine Shelter was planted for self-sufficiency.

She thought her role was to take care of logistics.

"Xiaohui, did you hear that? It seems like someone is calling you." The chatting woman was puzzled, thinking it wasn’t a hallucination—someone really was calling.

Yang Hui gently swayed Jiujiu in her arms, listening carefully with perked ears.

Faintly, it did seem like someone was shouting.

But soon, the smile on Yang Hui’s face froze. Then, expressionless, she heard a familiar voice, a familiar name.

"Could you hold the baby for a moment? I’ll be right back."

The woman didn’t know what was happening but still took Jiujiu in her arms and soothed her.