Doomsday: I'm in Kimchi Country, Professional Necromancer

"Unfortunately, it's of no use."

Out of the corner of his eye, Han Mu saw a standard Beacon Chinese face.

Just a glance and don't care.

"There are no more than a few reasons to seize me, either to gain my power or to cut the weeds. Isn't this your lighthouse country's favorite method?"

"You guessed wrong this time. I'm not the lackey of those politicians. I'm just a mercenary who received a commission. I didn't expect to encounter such a thing as soon as I got off the plane."

Han Mu was a little puzzled, and was led to an empty hall by the man.

As far as I can see, hundreds of survivors in ragged clothes are gathering together.

"Tyrant, we are looking for you this time, just to make you promise one thing."

A cold country person who exudes the spirit of a great leader, walked out of the crowd.

"I want you to cooperate with us to fight against zombies. This is a world where everyone is equal. We need to gather all our strengths to survive together."

"If you want to live, you must promise us to take out all the materials and distribute them to these survivors, and we will control you personally, and any decision must be approved by the majority of people before it can be implemented."

The man's words were sonorous and powerful, and the survivors behind him gathered in response, looking frenzied.

Who doesn't want to live a comfortable life with food and drink in the room every day.

Anyway, they don't have to fight with zombies.

But at the end of Han Mu, it's all bullshit.

Stop his dictatorship and have his equal status.

Use his abilities to destroy zombies.

Sounds nice, doesn't it.

But what he paid, he collected the supplies, cleaned up the zombies, and even saved the survivors.

The so-called cleanup of zombies also relies on his power.

A group of people sit back and enjoy the success, just move their mouths and get the support and favor of others, and they want to divide up their achievements.

Does he look like a sabi?

"Do you want to set up a parliament next, get the support of most people, and then I will become a thorough tool person."

Han Mu looked at the man with interest.

He knew this too well.

People who had a good life in their childhood, didn't they just rely on one set to build a shogunate and turn their emperor into a puppet.

"It's a good idea, but what status do you have and what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me?"

"For the happiness of everyone, necessary sacrifices are inevitable. As long as you cooperate, I promise Li Junxi that I will never hurt you."

"Otherwise, you can only die. There is no need for a brutal dictator here."

In front of Xiaoxihachi, he punched the door hard.

A deep fist mark appeared on the door.

Looking at Han Mu with a threatening tone, he doesn't believe that anyone is not afraid of death.

Therefore, he believed that this man would definitely be submissive.

"It turned out to be the Awakened, I'm so scared!"

Han Mu couldn't help laughing.

Said so confidently, is that so?

Believe it or not, a skeleton soldier of labor and capital can beat you to death.

"You have no choice! If you don't want to die, you can only cooperate with us!"

The pistol behind him slammed slightly.

Seeing Han Mu's disdain, the lighthouse mercenaries are also a direct threat.

There was a cold killing intent in Han Mu's eyes.

Slowly reaching out to hold the pistol, the icy iron shell was twisted and deformed under tremendous force.

"You know, I've endured you for a long time."

puff!

The mercenary who hadn't reacted was smashed into several ribs by a punch and fell to the ground in pain.

Han Mu raised his foot and stomped on his face cruelly.

Blood flowed out of his nose and mouth.

"If you didn't want to see what tricks you guys were trying to pull on your nose, you'd be dead when you pointed a gun at me."

With a kick in the abdomen, the half-dead mercenary slid a dozen meters against the ground

Tatata!

Neat footsteps sounded from far to near.

A row of undead crossbowmen holding crossbow machines blocked the entire exit.

Seeing Li Junxi, who was in a bad situation, he rushed over with a grim face.

The next second, he was directly held up by his neck.

Han Mu raised his head, and the face in the shadow was full of indifference.

"I said you're a waste, but you're still not happy."

"With this level of strength, how about you show off your mother to me?"

Li Junxi blushed and struggled hard.

But the big hand that held his fate was as motionless as a pincer.

It's like an ant trying to shake a boulder.

Whimsical.

"How is it possible, aren't you an awakened summoning ability!"

Li Junxi's face was crazy and desperate.

"Who said that summoners can't kill people!"

Han Mu pressed him against the wall and slammed his fists into that disgusting face.

After a few punches, Li Junxi lost his breath and his brain collapsed.

"tui! Waste!"

Han Mu spat at the corpse, and wiped the blood stains on his clothes in disgust.

"This is a famous brand suit, tens of thousands of dollars a set."

"Dirty my clothes, what the hell!"

His eyes turned to the group of shivering survivors who had been frightened.

"You seemed to be shouting happily just now?"

A bright and gentle smile appeared at the corner of Han Mu's mouth.

With a light wave, a row of undead crossbowmen silently raised their crossbow machine.

The icy crossbow arrows glowed with a deadly luster.

"I am a person who treats the enemy very kindly and generally does not torture people."

"So, kneel or die?"

The crowd roared, and several blond white men walked out of the crowd with angry eyes.

"Shot! You can't do this, I'm a citizen of the lighthouse country, and you will cause a conflict between the two countries if you kill me!"

"We want freedom and human rights, we need fairness and justice, and you need to provide us with enough food and water!"

"We represent the lighthouse nation, and the lighthouse nation will not give up any of its citizens!"

"We need human rights!"

At first, it was just a few foreigners making trouble, and gradually all the survivors' emotions were aroused.

One by one looked at Han Mu with red eyes.

They didn't believe that this demon really dared to kill them all.

puff!

The icy crossbow arrow pierced through the most ferocious white guy.

He also shot one of the crowd, Xiaoxiba.

The rioting crowd fell silent for a while.

Everyone looked at the two survivors who were shot in horror.

The foreigner who was shot through the belly was not shot to death directly.

Lying on the ground and wailing for a few minutes, he took his last breath.

"Who made you shoot like this!"

At this moment, Han Mu walked over angrily and patted the Undead Repeater on the shoulder.

Slowly raising the bow and crossbow with his hand, he aimed at the other, the most vicious white man.

Looking at the crowd, a warm smile appeared on his face.

"It's said that I won't torture the enemy. It's too much trouble to clean the carpet if I can't shoot to death. Next time, shoot directly in the head."

"Less brains, easy to clean."