In the noisy living area, Hu iling’s piercing voice was like a bomb thrown into a gently rippling lake.
The people in the living area instinctively looked in Hu iling’s direction, their running footsteps coming to a halt.
The Superpower User in the black jacket was right there in the residential zone.
The imnse impact of zombies on the safety base was slightly relieved.
From afar, the survivors watched the shocking scene before them with boldness.
Hu iling’s eyes were red, and without warning, she suddenly ran towards Fan Tangtang.
Fan Liping, with red eyes, ran towards Fan Tangtang almost simultaneously with Hu iling.
At this mont, they abandoned all thought.
They didn’t even consider why their already deceased son would be standing alive in front of them.
They only knew that the son they had longed for day and night was right before their eyes.
Endless yearning left them no ti to think.
"Don’t co over, he’s a zombie!"
The Superpower User in a black jacket, who had just been chasing survivors fleeing from the abandoned building,
now portrayed a righteous image, like a peace envoy, standing between Fan Tangtang and the Fan Family.
"Tangtang, is... it you?"
Hu iling, tears streaming like rain, her voice trembling, stumbled towards Fan Tangtang.
Tears blurred her vision, and she judged Fan Tangtang’s position by the blurry figure ahead.
Her body went cold, her legs quivering.
Clearly, she was about to collapse, with no strength left in her, about to fall to the ground.
But, at the thought that before her was her longed-for son, instinct drove her towards Fan Tangtang.
"Mom, it’s , I’m Tangtang." Fan Tangtang replied crisply, "Don’t co hug now, I’m afraid the sword in might hurt you!"
Fan Tangtang innocently pointed at the long sword pierced through his chest, embedded precisely in his heart.
A hug at this mont would certainly cause injury.
Even though his parents let him lie underground, and even walked away without a word, he couldn’t bear to let them get hurt.
Hu iling didn’t stop, she wiped away her tears hard and stumbled towards Fan Tangtang.
Fan Liping, already past thirty, built his own business from scratch, was considered a tough man who rarely cried, now had a face full of tears.
She saw the long sword in her son’s chest and the hole in his abdon.
Even so, her steps never faltered for a second.
No matter what his child turned into, he accepted it calmly.
Strangely enough, his heart was filled with joy.
His child was calling "Mom and Dad," not that little still figure lying in a coffin.
Fan Tangtang looked at his parents running towards him, with no intention of stopping, his face radiant with a warm smile.
Turns out his parents hadn’t abandoned him.
Fan Tangtang decisively reached out, pulled the long sword from his chest, and threw it to the ground.
Only without a sword in his chest could he embrace his mom and dad openly!
As the sword was pulled out, black blood sprayed across the ground, and Fan Tangtang felt not an ounce of pain, smiling at his parents running towards him with great strides.
After searching for so long, he’s finally seen his parents.
"Don’t go near! For your safety, don’t approach, he’s a zombie!"
The Superpower User in the black jacket quickly ran to the Fan Family, grabbing them just as they were about to hug Fan Tangtang.
At the sa ti, more and more Superpower Users gathered around Fan Tangtang.
These Superpower Users, with colorful energies swirling in their hands, were ready to attack the black-blooded Fan Tangtang at any mont.
"He’s our child! Please... don’t harm him! He’s our child... don’t bully him!"
Hu iling shook off the Superpower User’s hand vigorously, standing in front of Fan Tangtang.
The black-clad Superpower User couldn’t forcefully pull Hu iling, so he pulled tightly on Fan Liping.
Fan Liping wished he could break his own wrist, but the Superpower User held on too tight, he couldn’t break free.
"This is definitely a misunderstanding, he’s our child, he’s kind, please don’t hurt him! Please..."
Fan Liping saw the Superpower Users ready to act around them, tears falling from his eyes.
Clearly a self-made boss with a calm and steady character.
Yet now, he was sobbing uncontrollably.
He’s just an ordinary person, unable to even break free from a Superpower User’s grasp.
Despair and helplessness surged within him.
He knew full well that he couldn’t protect his son now.
The son he thought he lost, he finally sees again, but he’s powerless to stop others from hurting him.
Fan Liping rubbed his reddened eyes hard, straining to break free from the Superpower User’s grip even if it ant breaking his own wrist.
"Please, he’s really a good kid, don’t hurt him..."
Fan Liping’s wrist nearly broke, but he couldn’t free himself from the Superpower User’s restraint.
Helplessness filled his heart, and Fan Liping looked despairingly at the colorful energies around him.
These Superpower Users were the hope of the survivors.
He used to admire and worship them because their presence brought stability to the base.
But now, he wished to slay them with his own hands.
But, he couldn’t.
Before the apocalypse, he managed hundreds of workers, and each one would listen to his commands patiently.
Now, not a single person heard his words.
"Look closely, he’s a zombie, step back so you don’t get hurt by mistake."
The Superpower User’s wrist was red from Fan Liping’s grip, yet he didn’t let go, his tone a bit impatient.
He protected the survivors so fiercely only to clean up the ss from his previous actions.
Captain Zhu said that when outsiders were present, he should act like a guardian angel to the survivors, just like other Superpower Team mbers.
The colorful energies grew increasingly glaring, and Fan Liping, just an ordinary person, felt an unprecedented sense of oppression standing among nurous Superpower Users.
"He’s our child, please don’t act... I beg you..."
Fan Liping, eyes red, lowered his head, his once upright back bent significantly, his voice trembling and pleading.
A once tall and upright figure slowly lowered.
For his lost and found son, and his wife.
This once decisive boss in his earlier life, knelt down on the ground.
"Please, he’s just a child, he’s our child..."
Fan Liping humbly knelt on the ground, losing the deanor of a forr big boss.
The apocalypse had long smoothed his edges.
The savings gone, the factory couldn’t continue, forced to flee their ho.
All this was bearable.
The only thing he couldn’t accept was seeing his son die in front of him again.
Be it human or zombie.
Fan Tangtang would always be the son he and Hu iling had wished for so dearly.
Even if it cost his dignity, his life, he would protect them this ti!
"Dad, get up!"
Fan Tangtang saw his towering father kneeling on the ground, a violent emotion instantly filled his mind, and the air of hostility emanating from him almost solidified.
Fan Tangtang’s small body erupted with imnse energy, the fearso aura belonging to the Zombie King swept across the entire living area.
The Superpower Users instinctively took a step back, this kind of terrifying aura exceeded the energy level of a Third Rank Superpower User.
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