CHAPTER 887: CHAPTER 211: IS IT BECAUSE HE IS STILL A MINOR?_3

I don’t know why Officer Huang made such a sound.

"Don’t be afraid, I’m here."

Officer Huang spoke.

Just four words were enough to show Officer Huang’s concern for ordinary citizens.

Faced with any incoming danger, he is fearless. Since he took on this profession, he’s already disregarded his own life. If he feared death and couldn’t protect those he wanted to protect, he wouldn’t be in this profession.

Feng Jing and the others looked at Officer Huang with a dazed expression.

Brief contact.

Mysterious Officer Huang.

But those four words alone gave them an unusually reassuring feeling, as if when scared and crying as a child, a relative would pat their back, embrace them, and gently say,

"Don’t be afraid, daddy’s here."

As soon as the words fell.

Officer Huang dashed out, the metallic War Armor slightly glimmering, his lone charge toward the zombie horde was truly shocking.

Feng Jing stared blankly and said, "He really is an officer."

"I think so, he didn’t want to harm us. No wonder I kept provoking him, and he ignored me. It’s because he never intended to hurt." The elderly guard spoke.

At this moment, they were all very tense.

Hoping the mysterious Officer Huang could defeat the zombies.

But the number of zombies made them feel scared and worried.

At this moment.

Officer Huang knew that the ordinary people behind him couldn’t hear his roar, nor would they be frightened by it.

"Hoo hoo"

A deep growl erupted from Officer Huang’s throat.

The tank-like figure walking ahead trembled slightly, as if sensing Officer Huang’s imposing presence, similar to a boss leading his gang to attack someone, encountering an officer ahead would surely make them nervous.

However, thinking there are so many followers.

If they’re afraid, how would they survive in the future?

And the ordinary zombies following behind the tank were evidently intimidated upon hearing Officer Huang’s low growl, pausing as if casually passing by, avoiding direct eye contact with Officer Huang.

"Roar..."

The tank roared, as if saying, "What are you afraid of? Charge with me, bite him to death."

In response to the tank’s roar, the ordinary zombies knew what to do, their faces contorted, emitting ’hoo hoo’ growls.

Upon meeting.

The tank swung its fist, the massive fist fiercely falling toward Officer Huang. Anyone trying to withstand such a fist would definitely end up miserable, likely unable to survive.

Officer Huang nimbly dodged, stepping on the tank’s arm as he ran toward its head. In the tank’s view, Officer Huang’s War Armor-covered palm reached for its neck, yet his palm was narrower than the tank’s neck.

But his five fingers fiercely penetrated the neck, with a squelching sound, flesh and blood splattered, and Officer Huang clasped the tank’s massive head, falling backward.

Crack!

The neck shattered, flesh and blood broken.

The tank’s head was directly broken backward.

Officer Huang crushed the head, extracting a crystal, opened his visor, put it in his mouth, and donned the visor again.

The headless tank staggered, crashing down with a thunderous roar, the enormous body collapsed, copious amounts of viscous blood flowed down the neck, thoroughly dyeing the ground red.

"Damn! That’s terrifying."

"Yes, Officer Huang is truly amazing, this succession of actions dazzled me; dodge, stepping on its arm, then somehow he directly jumped backward and snapped the zombie’s head?"

"Honestly, my neck feels a bit chilly."

If they were worried earlier,

Now they’re genuinely not worried at all.

He’s too strong, right?

At this moment.

On-site.

The tank’s collapsing made the group of ordinary zombies, whose ferocity was just ignited, completely subdued, they dared not face Officer Huang, like thieves encountering police, only wanting to hide everywhere.

Officer Huang didn’t give them a chance; his War Armor-covered palm possessed destructive power.

Swinging his arms.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Like smashing watermelons, the zombies’ heads instantly exploded, viscous liquid splattering everywhere.

Today, Officer Huang is no longer the Officer Huang he used to be.

He exerts tremendous pressure on ordinary zombies.

This group of ordinary zombies facing Officer Huang leads nowhere but death.

Officer Huang wouldn’t care if they stayed obediently; he must ensure the ordinary people’s safety.

In Officer Huang’s eyes.

There is a difference between ordinary people and survivors.

Moments later.

The scene turned silent, and Officer Huang, standing amidst the zombie corpses, was covered in viscous blood.

"So that’s how the blood on him came."

Feng Jing stared in a daze.

When she first saw Officer Huang, she was very afraid, especially the blood on the War Armor gave her a significant sense of pressure, even making her wonder if the blood marks on the armor were stained from murder.

Now the current situation before her made her realize it was zombie blood; only frequent zombie hunts could have such an effect.

As Officer Huang approached, they had already walked out of the house, staying outside in wait.

Officer Huang still stood there silently.

The vibrant blood made the War Armor even more brilliant.

In Feng Jing’s eyes, it was so dazzling that her earlier fear was entirely false.

What a joke.

Officer Huang before them is clearly a good person, right?

How could anyone be afraid?

At this moment.