Chapter 1112: Chapter 1112

To anyone familiar with the origins of War Armor, the most feared is Lin Fan of Sunshine Shelter.

He is the steadfast support in the hearts of all ordinary people who wish to survive.

Like a blazing sun, he radiates heat, warming the hearts of survivors who have endured suffering.

But to malicious survivors, he is a terrifying existence.

"Just as long as it’s not Lin Fan."

Jiang Shan was sure the person coming was definitely not Lin Fan.

Having seen the contents of the Zombie Album.

There’s a photo, carrying a toy Frostmourne.

"Stop, what are you?" Jiang Shan angrily shouted, ready to take action at any moment.

Officer Huang, wearing War Armor, had his face hidden under a mask, his eyes locking onto Jiang Shan, then glancing at the survivors nearby.

As an officer, he always thought about saving more ordinary people in the apocalypse.

Even if he became a zombie, he still maintained his beliefs from when he was alive.

At this moment, Zhao Zhong saw the back of the person, where on the War Armor, the word ’POLICE’ appeared prominently, and upon seeing these words.

He instantly thought of the introduction in the album.

"Officer Huang, you’re Officer Huang..."

The album records it.

Not all zombies are mindless; even as a zombie, Officer Huang maintained his rationality, refraining from harming those with goodwill, punishing those who commit evil.

Zhao Zhong considered himself not a bad person, just an ordinary person.

But he was a mutant, uncertain if Officer Huang would see him as a zombie.

Still, regardless of the situation.

With Officer Huang’s appearance, he knew the survivors behind him were safe.

"Officer Huang... haha, let’s see what you can do to stop me."

Jiang Shan wore a fierce expression, taking a step forward, the ground cracked, and he fiercely charged at Officer Huang clad in War Armor.

"Feel the taste of death."

Even faced with the recorded Officer Huang, he didn’t give him any regard, believing in his own strength, as a mutant, thinking he could handle anyone.

This feeling wasn’t arrogance; it was a true sense of conceit.

As Jiang Shan was about to get close to Officer Huang, his arm instantly transformed into a sharp meat cleaver, striking fiercely at the neck.

He had tested the power of the meat cleaver.

Even the hardest steel could be split in two.

No matter how tough this guy’s War Armor appeared, he believed the immense impact would surely deliver a fatal blow to the opponent.

Seeing Officer Huang not even moving, Jiang Shan’s confidence surged, angrily shouting.

Jiang Shan saw the situation before him, his pupils dilating, shocked, unable to believe what he saw.

"How is this possible..."

The opponent didn’t even move, blocking him outright.

If Lin Fan saw this, he’d definitely curse the opponent as a fool; this was the armor specially prepared for Officer Huang, infused with crystals to the extreme he could wear.

The opponent was merely a mutant injected with serum, without much evolution, his genetic chain still locked; how could he deal with Officer Huang now, a little bit of ability made him arrogant, seeing no one in his eyes, foolish to the extreme.

At this moment, Officer Huang slowly raised his arm covered in War Armor, in Jiang Shan’s shocked gaze, swung a punch.

The scene became extremely bloody. Thıs content belongs to 𝗇𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗅•𝖿𝗂𝗋𝖾•𝗇𝖾𝗍

Jiang Shan’s head exploded like a watermelon, sticky blood splattered all around.

Two trainees observing from afar.

Their eyes widened, dumbfounded.

Jiang Shan’s death was a major shock for them, though they were far away, the image of the exploding head was deeply imprinted in their minds.

Officer Huang glanced at Jiang Shan, who had become a headless corpse.

Turning, he walked toward Zhao Zhong.

Zhao Zhong was very nervous, realizing just how strong the opponent was; Jiang Shan’s evolution was better, yet he was weak and powerless before him, barely resisting before losing the ability to fight back.

But even so, Officer Huang used one punch to explode the opponent’s head, truly terrifying.

"Hello, Officer Huang."

Zhao Zhong forced a smile.

Officer Huang bent down, emitting a slight ’hoho’ sound from his throat, only glancing a few times before moving on, walking toward the survivors.

The survivors were very tense, somewhat afraid of Officer Huang in War Armor, because his methods were truly terrifying, truly exploding a head with one punch.

Zhao Zhong said, "Don’t be afraid, he’s Officer Huang, here to save you, he won’t harm any good person."

Hearing Zhao Zhong’s words, the survivors were greatly relieved.

They trusted the person who just helped them.

When looking at Officer Huang, they showed a smile, conveying friendliness, hoping Officer Huang could feel their goodwill.

Officer Huang stood before them.

Looking at the survivors one by one.

The first survivor was a woman, her expression very haggard, and when stared at by Officer Huang, she appeared somewhat tense, but trusted Zhao Zhong’s words, choosing to believe the Officer Huang before her wouldn’t harm her.

As Officer Huang shifted his gaze and walked past her.

She let out a deep breath of relief.

Officer Huang’s eyes were sharp, though hidden under the mask, yet the survivors could still feel a sense of pressure.