[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times":3,"chapter-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-565":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Fiercest Man in the End Times",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2319803,4536,"Chapter 565: I Declare, I Am Guilty!","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-565",565,"\u003Cp>Xie Guangfa was stunned by this sudden ultimatum, but he wasn’t entirely unprepared—even if his actions seemed justified from Tianmayu’s perspective, they inevitably invited suspicion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to look at Qi Dabin and the others, took a deep breath, then fixed his gaze on Zhang Su: “Could you explain the procedure of this so-called trial?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll ask you this: were you aware of their plan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su’s expression darkened as he asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The atmosphere instantly turned solemn; those around them suppressed their emotions and regarded Zhang Su and Xie Guangfa with grave attention.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fully aware!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Guangfa offered no concealment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you hadn’t returned, what would you have done?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su stared intently into Xie Guangfa’s eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If they truly reached the point of action, I wouldn’t stand idly by—I’d act… and stop them from shedding blood on Tianmayu!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Guangfa’s reply was swift, resolute, and ringing with conviction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su understood: this man was calculating, brave, and strategic; from his demeanor and emotional tone, his combat prowess was undoubtedly formidable—otherwise he wouldn’t speak with such certainty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Dabin and the others, hearing Xie Guangfa’s words, clenched their jaws in rage, pointing fingers and screaming: “You crippled bastard! I trusted you, treated you like family, and this is how you stab me in the back? You’re not even human—you’ve spent half your life around beasts, so now you’ve become one! I spit on you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Insults alone couldn’t satisfy their fury, but they had no chance to strike—so they could only vent by spitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I wish I could crush your skull and see how it differs from a dog’s! You piece of shit…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Dabin finally shed all restraint, unleashing a torrent of vile abuse upon Xie Guangfa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Guangfa naturally ignored Qi Dabin’s impotent rage—he had his own code—but he hadn’t expected anyone to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su turned to Qi Dabin: “You want to crush his skull? Fine—I’ll give you that chance!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>???\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After those words, many in the crowd were bewildered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Guangfa’s mind couldn’t keep up with Zhang Su’s pace—he stared at him, confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xie Guangfa, I believe you. I believe you truly don’t wish to continue colluding with them. But you must sever ties with Feilang Gang through action—kill Qi Dabin in combat. Your strength is enough to do it. If I misjudged you, I’ll avenge you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both Xie Guangfa and Qi Dabin fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Dabin didn’t know Xie Guangfa’s exact strength, but he knew they were evenly matched—differing only in style: Xie favored brute force, while he relied on agility. For Xie to kill him in combat? That would be difficult. This was an opportunity!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But there was still that last line—if he won, Zhang Su would still avenge Xie. So losing meant death, winning meant death too—what the hell kind of game was this? Xie Guangfa’s thoughts were simpler, but his face was grim; deep, weathered wrinkles deepened, and his dry lips cracked, streaked with blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I… cannot accept killing a former comrade in combat!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There’ll be a show… was the first thought that sprang to many minds upon hearing Xie Guangfa’s words. Whether he accepted or refused, it’d be a spectacle—today’s show was guaranteed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su caught the hidden meaning and asked with a half-smile: “Then what would you accept?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“They deserve to die for betraying kindness. I’ll use my rifle—single shot, clean, no nonsense!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Guangfa mimed the motion—accustomed to his hunting rifle, one hand supporting, the other pulling the trigger, his expression serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re all hypocrites! Talking of benevolence and morality while spouting bullshit—one ignores old bonds, the other incites murder among allies. Look at you—what kind of dog’s basket are you? You lead hundreds? Why don’t you just die? You’ve got the guts to incite others to kill each other—then do it yourself! Why should I fight because you say so? Come at me yourself! Let’s see what kind of worthless piece of shit the boss of Tianmayu really is!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Dabin couldn’t hold back—he switched into pure, illogical rant mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I get it! This fucking degenerate wants to kill us to establish dominance, too scared to do it himself! Hahahaha, this is hilarious—he wants us to kill each other, total idiot! I’d rather kill myself than let you win! Zhang, I see you now—you’re a fucking pervert!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spat out each word slowly, savoring the insult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shut your mouth, you piece of trash—who the hell do you think you are yelling here? I’ll slap you to death, you believe me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu remembered his father-in-law’s advice: always defend your leader. He knew Zhang Su wouldn’t retaliate verbally, so he stepped forward immediately—his strength gave him the right to respond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yubo yanked out his grain sampler, strode toward Qi Dabin—had Jia Shiqin not blocked him, he’d have already drilled several blood holes into Qi Dabin’s body. How dare he insult his idol? He must die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Attention! Zombies approaching from the west… ten… uh… fourteen, all regular zombies!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While the argument raged, the lookout on the highway relayed news: zombies were coming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Yang, take some men to handle it,” Zhang Su ordered Yang Xinqi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fourteen zombies weren’t many—the sentries could handle them, but Zhang Su wouldn’t risk even a single mishap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yang Xinqi didn’t hesitate—he grabbed over ten men and sprinted toward the highway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With zombies approaching, even Qi Dabin fell silent for a moment. Only after Yang Xinqi’s group left did he speak again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhang, I admit my plan was dark—but this is a broken apocalypse. No country, no government, no law, barely any civilization left. I just want my men to survive. I’m not wrong—I’m just unlucky!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zombies got stronger, you escaped, then you met Lao Meng, a good man, who brought you to my territory. My wife, kind-hearted, gave you shelter—and now you complain about bad luck? Bad luck? I think your brain’s broken! You were born wrong!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su rarely replied in kind—his words were sharp as blades.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yesterday he’d shown his strength; a leader with only power risks being labeled “strong body, simple mind.” Today he’d show his verbal skill too—he wasn’t just a brute who fought, he could also curse! His words stunned the crowd; few had ever seen the Lord of Hell engage in a verbal brawl—this was getting interesting!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course it’s bad luck! If I’d launched my plan right after being driven off the mountain, if Meng Changwei had moved faster, if we’d already seized Tianmayu—would you even have the right to stand here and shout?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Dabin voiced his true thoughts—he saw no fault in his own decision. The fault lay with everyone else, everything else. Pure sociopath. “Seize Tianmayu… fucking idiot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su couldn’t help laughing, genuinely amused. Around him, others slowly smiled too—especially those who knew Tianmayu’s true strength. Some burst out laughing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even in his fury, Qi Dabin felt a strange humor—was his own words really that funny? Zhao Dezhu suppressed his grin: “I’ll say something no one wants to hear—even if you added all the men from Daqiao Village, doubled your numbers, you wouldn’t even get past the Shanmen gate. Seize Tianmayu? Your head’s big, but filled with fish shit?” What was Tianmayu like? One heavy tank, Lingling-03 always battle-ready, his clever wife crafting bombs nightly—even if she couldn’t bury them on the road, tossing a few at attackers was no problem.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you lot actually showed up, every single one of you would end up as courier boxes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Xinyu shook her head seriously, her expression clear: you’re not even close.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Actually, this many of you would be enough to fully feed Lingling-03. Poor guys—how long since they last ate? Let them go.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pang Dakun laughed without a care—he controlled Lingling-03 in battle, and had slowly come to treat it like a pet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meng Changwei and the others wore awkward smiles—what the hell are you people talking about? Fine, fine, you’re awesome, say whatever you want…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su waved his hand—cut the distractions—and continued: “Enough idle talk, Master Xie—let’s begin. All these people are waiting. Don’t waste time.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I won’t fight him. Give up on your spectacle. If you really want to deal with us, act like a man—do it yourself. My dick’s waiting for you to lick it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Dabin fully unleashed himself—dead either way, so why hold back? He’d try to trap Zhang Su publicly—if Zhang was just a showy fake, maybe he’d find a way out. “Arrogant dog! I’ll kill you!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu was furious—even though the insults weren’t aimed at him, his leader being humiliated was the same as being humiliated himself. He threw his rifle into Lu Yubo’s arms and stepped forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen hurried forward, grabbed Zhao Dezhu’s arm, and shot him urgent glances—someone’s provoking the Lord of Hell, why are you rushing in? Do you want to be the Lord of Hell? Zhao Dezhu was impulsive, but no longer the fool he’d been months ago. Yu Wen’s tug snapped him back to sense. Seeing Zhang Su’s calm face, he took a deep breath and chuckled awkwardly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro, that bastard’s mouth is worse than Wu Baokang’s. I’ll kill him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wu Baokang froze in the crowd—what the hell kind of comparison was that?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just dog barking.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su smiled, stepped forward, patted Zhao Dezhu’s shoulder, then glanced toward the highway. All the commotion had drawn everyone out of their vehicles—they stood along the roadside, watching the spectacle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew the folks on the mountain were surely watching from the surveillance room, probably whispering something nasty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What a hassle…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su scratched his head. In the past, when he’d only had a dozen core members, he’d first come to Beidong Town and been robbed by the united villages—he’d just killed them on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clean, satisfying, no nonsense. But now there were more people—more minds, more gossip. “Words can kill” wasn’t just a saying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could ignore a few dissenters and crush them by force—but now wasn’t the time. Once the situation stabilized, it wouldn’t matter. “Hey, old dog—you keep goading me, hoping I’ll fight you, thinking I’m a soft target? Win, and you escape this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su moved—stepped toward Qi Dabin, who’d been shouting nonstop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He felt the crowd’s reaction shift with his movement—some… excited? Fuck, are you all this obsessed with spectacles? Yes…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone wanted a show—especially those lining the highway, who’d gathered the gist of the conflict and now waited eagerly for a clean, dramatic, decisive outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xie Guangfa frowned—he was the only one who didn’t turn to watch. This situation stemmed partly from him. If he hadn’t clung to his principles, if he’d just kicked Qi Dabin to death, none of this would’ve happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he truly couldn’t do it. Xie Guangfa clenched his teeth—if he could betray his beliefs, he’d have joined Feilang Gang wholeheartedly, never exposed them, never left! Qi Dabin, seeing Zhang Su approach, felt his arrogance and rage slowly fade, replaced by fear and regret—but regret now was meaningless. He should’ve regretted it when he left the village.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t think you’re a soft target. I’m just asking for a chance to live—it’s human nature. As leader of hundreds, you should have basic mercy. You wouldn’t slaughter us all, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Dabin shouted as loud as he could—almost yelling to the crowd on the highway: “Can you hear me?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to bluff. He had to bind Zhang Su with the weight of his position—only then could he grasp even a false chance at survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d met annoying people—but never one this insufferable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su internally rolled his eyes. If he truly wanted everyone’s approval, why make it so complicated? Right now, his own disgust rose—and around him, people’s faces slowly twisted with distaste.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emotions fade quickly; actions leave lasting impact. He had to do something.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Tianmayu has a punishment for the guilty: face ten zombies within a limited area. Now I declare myself guilty—for failing to silence this mad dog immediately. That’s my greatest sin.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So I’ll fight ten. But this time, it’s not ten zombies—it’s you. Sorry, you’re down to nine. So I’ll fight you nine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, Zhang Su pointed at each member of Feilang Gang in turn—as if marking names on a death ledger.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice echoed across the open land, shaking everyone’s soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So arrogant! That was the first thought of many—but when they recalled Zhang Su’s battle against the zombie horde yesterday, the judgment of arrogance vanished, replaced by anticipation. “Holy shit, hurry! Tell the guys on the mountain—there’s a show!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Xiaoshuai excitedly shook Pan Guoliang’s arm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t even have a radio to contact the mountain…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pan Guoliang looked annoyed—he was now part of the Yanluo Army, but held the lowest clearance. Still, he could drive a tank.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No problem—I’ll do it.” Zhang Ya pulled out a radio and swiftly reported the situation to the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhao Dezhu and Lu Yubo exchanged glances—both saw Zhang Su as their role model. Watching him fight someone would yield invaluable lessons! “Bro Su’s become Master Ye now!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pang Dakun clapped happily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen, Li Zongkai, Liu Yao, Yang Xinqi, Wu Baokang, Wu Daqiang, and others all took deep breaths—this declaration was satisfying, energizing—but wasn’t it reckless?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They didn’t know the strength of these nine. To fight nine alone? If something went wrong? Before hundreds—nearly all of Tianmayu’s members—it wouldn’t just be humiliation. It would be a fall from the throne. The Lord of Hell would explode on the spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yu Wen’s heart raced—he knew he couldn’t stop Zhang Su now. Words spoken were water spilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would something go wrong?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pessimists trembled. Optimists thrilled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Su was neither pessimistic nor blindly optimistic—he’d gathered enough information from Xie Guangfa and Qi Dabin’s reactions. He wasn’t as reckless as others thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2299,"2026-06-20T15:15:16.642Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","61651d8d9cccc39036ee740abe6b017bc72a72829c432b82f909808178626969","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-566","the-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-chapter-564",694,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-fiercest-man-in-the-end-times-cover.jpg"]