Chapter 12 I Am Not the Savior

The old woman was frightened by the woman's kick, and her eyes were clearly more terrifying than those monsters.

She held her grandson and silently retreated to the corner of the wall, not daring to speak again.

The hole was enlarged again under the attack of the zombies.

The previous zombie could already stick out half of its body.

The woman closed her eyes and hit the zombie's head frantically, using all her strength every time, but it seemed so futile.

"Bang, bang."

Suddenly, two loud horn sounds came from the warehouse.

After hearing it, the zombies were attracted to some of their attention and the speed of knocking on the iron door was a little slower.

"Bang——" A long and sharp horn sound came.

This time the zombies stopped attacking the iron door and ran towards the source of the sound.

Even the zombie who got half of his body in shrank back again, and his head was almost flattened.

He seemed to be affected when he walked, limping.

The woman looked at all this blankly, and suddenly seemed to lose all her strength and fell to the ground limply.

"Someone is coming!" The grandmother who was hiding behind was overjoyed. She also heard the car horn.

She stepped over the woman and stood at a distance from the door to peek outside.

The horn sounded for a while, and the car left the warehouse.

After a few violent collisions, the car drove into the warehouse again.

He drove very fast, and there was the sound of tires rubbing against the ground from time to time.

"Go out and have a look, someone is coming to save us."

The grandmother fiddled with the woman's hand with her foot, but she had no strength at all.

The old woman looked at her with disdain, put the crying grandson on the ground, and walked to the door to check.

After seeing that the zombies had left, she kicked the woman again.

"Get up and move the table quickly, people are leaving."

Seeing that the woman did not respond, she planned to do it herself.

"Damn woman, it's useless to do it so tightly."

She moved with some effort until she heard the car hit something again, and the old woman moved the table away from the door.

She turned around, holding her grandson, opened the door and went downstairs.

Seeing the empty warehouse, her mouth opened wide enough to swallow a cow.

When she went to bed last night, the warehouse was still full. How could it be emptied in an instant!

Even if you ask all the workers in their warehouse to move together, it would take several days to empty it.

After Lu Chen counted the space of the supernatural power, he drove out of the cold storage with satisfaction.

The car stereo played cheerful songs.

\Today is a good day\

This is just one warehouse, and there are those large warehouses next to it.

From now on, there is no need to worry about supplies!

Not long after he drove out of the cold storage, he planned to leave the warehouse and go to the next location.

But at the door, he met an old man holding a child in his arms.

Lu Chen frowned. This man would not see his inventory!

Revealing your inventory in this doomsday is the most dangerous behavior.

This little old lady is not a good person at first glance!

If she spreads the news of her inventory, it will be troublesome. Thinking of this, Lu Chen gradually became murderous.

The old man waved at Lu Chen, his face full of joy, as if he had seen a savior.

She regarded Lu Chen as a savior, but Lu Chen saw her as a jinx.

Lu Chen stopped beside the old man, the 17-type Glock in his hand was already loaded, and he slowly lowered a quarter of the window.

"Walking the dog." Lu Chen was polite before he used force.

The old man was stunned, this savior was a bit strange.

"My wife works here, we came here to spend the night yesterday, how could we know that we would encounter these monsters"

"Where is my wife?" Lu Chen looked out through the car window, there was another person hiding in the dark? He instantly became alert.

"Ah, my wife is almost 30, you young man"

"I asked you where your wife is, what nonsense are you talking about."

Lu Chen was a little impatient, the child in the old man's hand kept crying and making a lot of noise.

He hated crying kids the most!

"She's upstairs."

"Tell her to come down."

"She's exhausted from fighting those monsters and can't come downstairs."

Lu Chen asked again, "Where did the goods in this warehouse go?"

"Ah?" The old man looked surprised.

"I don't know. We were in the room the whole time and were almost eaten by monsters. Later, it was you, young man, who saved us."

"Where's your wife? Has she been with you all the time?"

The old man nodded.

It seems that these people should not have seen the special power of the chariot.

Lu Chen was worried about them. Their lives were almost lost.

He released his finger from the trigger and said to the old man.

"I wanted to store some goods, but I don't know which idiot took all the goods away!"

"You'd better leave quickly, otherwise if someone comes later, they will think you have hidden the goods."

"They are not as kind as me."

Lu Chen raised the car window and prepared to leave.

The old man quickly stopped the car, "Hey, hey, hey."

"Why did you leave? Didn't you see that I'm an old man with a child? How can you, a young man, watch someone die without helping!"

The car window was lowered, and a black gun was pointed at the old man from inside.

"I advise you to get out of here. I won't tell you to respect the old and love the young." Lu Chen said coldly.

He didn't have a good impression of this grandmother-grandson couple, and the little kid kept crying.

When the old woman spoke, her eyes kept rolling, and she was calculating in her mind.

In the end times, people with such deep and unfathomable minds are the most dangerous.

And the little fat man in her hand is a spoiled brat.

Such people are a burden in the end times, and killing them is helping others.

Seeing the black gun, the old woman stopped and slowly stepped back.

Just as Lu Chen was about to reach into the car, he saw a zombie rolling down from the upstairs.

He raised his gun to shoot, but found that it seemed to be a person.

"Oh, what's going on." The old man said, without any intention of going forward to help.

"Your wife?"

The old man nodded, and his face wrinkled into a ball.

The woman who fell to the ground got up from the ground, her body covered with the black blood of zombies, and it seemed that she had been through a fierce battle.

"Is she injured?" Lu Chen asked.

"Isn't it?" The old man saw that Lu Chen asked a few more questions, and his eyes rolled twice. There was no woman in the young man's car.

"Young man, although my wife has given birth to a child, if you don't mind, as long as you can take me and my grandson to find his father, everything will be fine."

The old woman saw Lu Chen lowering his head to look for something, and she immediately felt hopeful.

As long as the grandson can be saved, if the son dislikes the wife, he can just change her.

After hearing this, the woman on the side stared at the old woman fiercely, with resentment and despair in her eyes.

The old woman ignored her and looked back at the car window. The muzzle of the gun, like a black abyss, was pointed at her forehead again.