章 109: Rattle Drum

Lin Fan held his index finger to his lips, signaling Sima Liang to be silent.

With a nod, Sima Liang kept the pearl and picked up his sword.

Silence ensued.

"Hehe."

A moment later, a child's giggle echoed in the air.

It abruptly stopped and the child shouted, "Look, Grandma! There are two of them here."

Bang!

The door smashed open, and Lin Fan dodged it.

They could see a man dressed in kid's clothes standing outside.

He looked like a corpse, skin and flesh decaying, and had a metallic rattle drum in his hand.

He lunged at Lin Fan, with the rattle drum swung at Lin Fan's waist.

Lin Fan side-stepped, and he missed.

Bam!

The wooden floor burst into splinters as the rattle drum hit it.

Before the man could turn around, Lin Fan gave him a frontal kick at the man's head.

Thud!

The man flew and broke the wooden wall of the living quarter, tumbled on the ground for ten meters before stopping.