Apocalypse: Don't panic, I have a Devil Fruit

The representative of thermal weapons, the gun

, almost divides human history in two, as an outstanding tool synonymous with modern weapons.

It often means killing, violence and oppression, as well as an order based on force.

But in the last days, hearing gunshots means danger.

Especially for survivors who don't have guns.

A man with a gun is more terrifying than a bloodthirsty monster.

Zhao Ting immediately stood up vigilantly and quickly put on the explosion-proof suit.

Put on a helmet, hold a bow and crossbow, and jump upstairs in three or two steps.

Sister-in-law Xiao Mo also reacted quickly, dressed up in an orderly manner, and took on her weapons.

The baby girl, Jiajia, was placed in a wooden box closed by soundproof cotton, leaving air holes.

One left and one right, the two of them were by the window on the top floor, holding up their binoculars and looking at Poplar Village.

The gunshots were not far away, just outside the village of Poplar near the direction of the national highway.

The zombies in that area, Zhao Ting has not yet completely cleaned up.

"Is it a survivor with a gun, or is it a pistol or a bullet that accidentally misfired?"

Obviously, both men thought the former was more likely.

Zhao Ting was reluctant to build his own building to be discovered by other survivors, so he immediately got up and went downstairs.

"Sister-in-law, you are guarding here, whether it is a monster or a human, I will lead it away!" Sister-in-law

Xiao Mo grabbed Zhao Ting's hand, her face was anxious: "No

! The other party has a gun!" "It is precisely because the other party has a gun that we can't let him know about the existence of the self-built building shelter!

Our underground fortress has not yet been built, at this time, what if the location of the self-built building is leaked and others are besieged?"

Xiao Mo's first thought was Zhao Ting's safety.

She is willing to save Jiajia's little baby, but if the other party is a survivor with a gun, she will never have a virgin heart.

Owning a gun means having the ability to resist and survive, and it is even more dangerous if the other person is still male.

Thinking of this, Xiao Mo was afraid that the little uncle would have the kindness of a woman.

Gritting his teeth, he squeezed Zhao Ting's wrist tightly, looked at each other, and admonished:

"Xiao Ting...... You're right, in this monster-infested apocalypse, we can only protect ourselves.

So, if the other party is a man, don't take him in, we can even give him food and drink, but we must not take him in, understand?"

Zhao Ting was a little surprised when he heard this, but he quickly understood, and looked at Xiao Mo with a concerned face: "Sister-in-law, don't worry, I promise that there will only be one male in our shelter!"

After a short time, Zhao Ting sneaked away, went downstairs to bypass the woods and farmland, and approached Yangshu Village in a roundabout way.

Xiao Mo's face turned pale, and he looked at the little uncle who was away worriedly.

"Hey......"

sighed, as if saying goodbye to the doctor who saved lives in the past.

Not a double standard of his own, but a harmless baby, and an adult male with a gun, there is no comparison at all.

I have watched a lot of apocalyptic film and television dramas and literary works, and I will never let the plot in it befall Xiao Ting.

Double standard is double standard...... Could strangers be more important than their own relatives?

Gradually, Xiao Mo's pretty face gradually calmed down, and he put a long box in front of him.

Inside is a highly poisonous ballista made by himself with medical supplies.

"I will definitely protect the ...... of our shelter," Xiao Mo looked resolute and installed a poisonous ballista on the crossbow.

After a long wait, a thought came to mind.

"A man can't take him in, but can a woman? Maybe you should take the initiative to find a young girl, even if it's the end of the world, Xiao Ting should start a family in the future......

Considering the backward medical conditions of the apocalypse, maybe you should find a few more girls to be insured......"

Zhao Ting didn't know that his calm and mature sister-in-law was already thinking about his life's events.

At this moment, he was approaching a house on the outskirts of Poplar Village, cowering behind a wall, fastening a cut funnel to his ear, and the horn pressed against the ground.

Listening carefully to the sound and identifying the position, Zhao Ting frowned.

"It was the sound of footsteps, about ten people, disorganized, as if they were chasing and running. "

Climb up to the roof of the house along the wall of the house.

Lying on the anti-slope of the roof of the tiled house, he looked up silently.

Passing through the alleys of the cottages, I caught the other end of Poplar Village, where the dust was flying.

Immediately after, another gunshot rang out, followed by the angry roars of the zombies.

Six days have passed since the fog fell, and the zombies have gradually mutated and evolved, and have become more agile.

The temperature during the day also makes the temperature of the corpses increase and become more active.

The man who was being pursued was obviously a little panicked.

was chased by zombies, and in a panic, there was another burst of gunfire.

"It's the voice of Glock, the official pistol of City B, it has sounded a total of 11 times since the beginning, and there should be the last bullet left!" "

Whether it is to launch a rescue or an attack, you have to wait for the opponent to lose your hole cards.

Zhao Ting's judgment was indeed accurate, and after a gunshot rang out again, only the sound of fleeing and calling for help remained.

At this time, Zhao Ting began to act, jumping and shuttling directly between the roofs.

After a while, they approached the place where the battle had taken place, and continued to hide on the roof of a house.

Looking around, a middle-aged man with a panicked expression and a haggard face was running wildly in the alley, followed by eight vicious zombies.

It is not difficult to see from the suit on the man's suit and his bulging belly that this is a pampered upper-class person before the end of the world.

The glasses on the bridge of his nose seemed to have shattered, causing him to have his vision obstructed and he was a little panicked.

The eight zombies are flying fast, and they already have the running speed of a normal adult man.

After you chased me, the man with glasses ran away, rushed into a courtyard, and closed the big iron door with his backhand.

"Very good, since you escaped by yourself, then you don't need me to save you......"

The closed iron door was slammed into by eight zombies, and it won't be broken for a while.

The courtyard has been cleaned by itself, and there is no danger.

Zhao Ting concealed his figure, quietly lurked in an imperceptible corner, and repeated his trick, firing arrows at the other side of the village.

The shrill whistle immediately attracted the attention of the zombies.

These stupid monsters, with little ability to concentrate, are often attracted to a variety of sounds.

However, just as several zombies were about to chase the arrows away, the man with glasses also heard the sound of the arrows.

He was sure that it wasn't a zombie roar, but some kind of artificially made sound.

Hurriedly shouted for help: "Help! I am the director of the Public Security Bureau of the South District of City B, help me, I can give you a lot of money!"

However, Zhao Ting did not intend to save him directly, but his cry for help led back the zombies who were about to leave.

Zhao Ting frowned, and he didn't care about the identity of the man in glasses before the end, even if he was the president of the Confederacy, it would be useless in the end of the world.

"If you don't want to die, shut up and throw your pistol out!" Zhao Ting deliberately pinched his throat and shouted.

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the door.

In the eyes of the eyed man, this request is not only abrupt but also very dangerous.

Who would hand over their biggest hole card as soon as they meet and hear each other's words?

Although this gun has no bullets, it is still a grab, and holding it in his hand is a deterrent!