Andy is a veteran. After he was discharged from the army, he returned to his hometown to open a weapon store. Americans can have nothing at home, but they must not have guns. Even the old lady in her seventies and eighties can take out a troll from home and point it at your head and tell you to get out.

So, his business is pretty good and his life is very comfortable.

Before dawn this morning, Andy, who was alert, found that there was chaos outside. His neighbors turned into monsters. They ate others. After the chewed people died, they would stand up and join their army.

As a veteran, Andy quickly concluded that it would not be so easy for those monsters to enter his home, to hide at home, and to wait for rescue.

In order to further strengthen defense, Andy also brought wooden boards to block all the passages on the one floor that can accommodate people in and out, without missing any one.

Now there is only one last place left. As long as you block the last place, those monsters will not be able to enter their house no matter what, and they will be safe.

Andy knocked on the jingle, and suddenly heard the sound of the car engine stopping at his doorstep.

"Buy weapons." Someone outside shouted.

"Sorry, I don't do business today." Andy shouted regretfully. He knew that there must be many people who need weapons today. His weapons can definitely be sold at a sky-high price, and they are very popular, but he can't do this, not because of his conscience discovery, but because he doesn't want to put himself in danger.

Compared to making money, life is more important.

Hearing the sound from the room, Gray looked at the more than ten zombies following behind him, asked Anna to open the car door, and then jumped off the bus.

I looked under the house, jumped up, grabbed the window ridge on the second floor and climbed up flexibly, and got into the house.

The room was a little messy, which was in line with the taste of an old man. Grey had no time to appreciate it, so he opened the door and walked downstairs.

Andy was still continuing to build his fortress, full of energy. When he heard the footsteps coming from the stairs, he turned around and immediately found an uninvited guest walking down.

"Who are you?" Andy looked at Gray vigilantly, quickly took out a gun from behind and pointed it at him.

"I'm here to buy weapons. You won't even refuse business to come to your door, right?" Grey chuckled, holding a gold lump in one hand. "You can't use so many weapons, why not make more money at this time, and what I'm giving is not those paper money, but this hard currency, you can use it anytime."

Andy thought for a while, there was no need to be unable to get over money. He pointed the gun in his hand at Gray, and waved with the other hand, "Twist it over."

Gray didn't care and threw the gold directly into his hand, "Pure."

Andy caught it with both hands, bit it with her teeth, saw the clear embossment on it, nodded, "What gun do you want?"

"Rifles, pistols, two each." Gray didn't want automatic guns, because he didn't have this thing either.

"There are 1,000 pistol bullets, and the 10,000 rifle bullets."

"Do you think I'm an armory?" Andy complained, took out two rifles and handed them to Gray, and took out two pistols. "You can't give you so many bullets, you can only give you five hundred pistol bullets, two thousand rifle bullets, and you have to pay more."

"No problem." Gray took out a smaller piece of gold and handed it to him, but it was the size of a bowling ball. "Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Andy took out a wooden box and put the bullets in it, "Where did you get so much gold? Have you robbed the bank vault?"

"You don't have to worry about this, right?" Gray shook his head, put away a box of bullets, turned around and left.

When Andy saw the wooden box disappear out of thin air, he looked at Gray's back in shock. He was about to make a sound, but he had already run upstairs. When he chased after him, Gray had already jumped onto the bus and got into the car through an open window.

"Let's go, go to the mall first, and then cook these things later."

After Gray finished speaking, Anna quickly started the bus, crushed several zombies blocking the road on the ground, and drove towards the shopping mall on the other side.

"Grey, someone." Anna shouted.

"I saw it." Gray nodded. Just in front of them, four people also regarded the mall as their target and ran towards the back door of the mall.

"The glass door of the mall cannot be broken, otherwise the zombies can follow in, and we will go there and go in with them." Gray immediately decided.

"Okay." Anna had no objection to Gray's decision. Although she had been together for a short time, the calmness of the man made her feel very safe, as if he could solve all difficulties.

Anna drove over immediately, and Gray took out a pistol, loaded it and placed it in front of Anna, "Hold it when you get off the car, and pay attention to protecting yourself."

Anna nodded, and Gray took out a pistol himself.

He was planning to use the rifle to fight zombies upstairs. He was afraid of damage, so he prepared two rifles, which are difficult to take out now.

Gray saw one of the people break the door lock with a gun and finally opened the door.

"Anna, drive the car to the left of the railing, and after stopping, we open the door, and we immediately turn over the railing and go in. Don't hesitate, do you understand?"

"I understand." Anna nodded, and the accelerator on her feet became heavier.

I braked suddenly, but the car hit the wall, but it didn't matter, I didn't want this thing anyway.

According to the previous plan, Gray quickly got out of the car, and Anna also took a pistol and followed him down.

"Hurry up." Among the four people before, a white man and a black man leaned against the door and urged them to go in as the zombies were already chasing them from behind.

Gray looked at the zombies, reached out to help Anna over, asked her to go ahead, and shot two bullets from behind to block the nearest zombies that were chasing. Then the two entered one after another.

"Thank you, I'm Gray." When the two of them closed the door, Gray greeted him. He was naturally grateful for the two of them not closing the door directly. After all, he had just seen an extremely selfish guy before, and even his life-saving benefactor could kick it out.

"You're welcome, I'm Michael, this is Kenneth, a police officer." Michael, a white man, smiled. Kenneth, a black police officer, just nodded and walked inside with a troll.

There is also a couple inside, the husband is black and the wife is pregnant white, and neither of them speaks.

"There is a temporary safety base." Grey said intimately, taking Anna to walk inside. It was a bit dark here, so naturally they could not live here.

The black police officer turned on the lights and Grey found that it was a warehouse. Several people continued to walk forward and finally entered a store through a back door, but the store door was closed and they could not get out.

"We have to find something to smash the glass and find a big guy," Michael said, his eyes floating towards the toilet in the store. It was not a real toilet, but just a product sold here.

"No need." Gray went up and knocked the handle of the pistol, and the glass shattered in a flash.

"Isn't this anti-theft glass?" Michael wondered.

"Only the door outside is, as long as the thief cannot enter, why should we set up anti-theft glass inside and waste money?" said the black police officer, carrying the troll.
Chapter completed!