I Come To Change the World of Walking Dead

Nick hesitated for a moment and did not defend. He knew very well that defending was of no use.

While he was stunned, Moore had already opened the store door.

The rolling shutter door, which had not been opened for a long time, made a harsh metal scraping sound and was quickly opened.

There is a glass door inside, but it has also been opened by the little girl.

The three of them walked into the store. Moore walked in front of the fat zombie first and picked it up with his feet. The zombie was turned over, revealing its swollen belly.

Moore knelt down and lifted up the other party's shirt, whose color was no longer visible, and then a bloody wound was exposed.

"Why are you lifting his clothes? It stinks!"

Nick held his nose and took two steps back, looking at the zombies on the ground and feeling nauseated.

"You know shit, do you know what this is?"

Pointing to the rotten black wound on the belly of the corpse, Moore didn't care at all.

"What? Rotten meat?"

"This is a laceration. This zombie mutated after being bitten. That means he escaped into the store and transformed into a corpse within a day at most."

"What do you want to say? I didn't understand."

"hehe."

Moore ignored him, just got up and walked deeper into the store.

The store is not very big, but it is unique inside. You can see a small door through the shelves, and when you walk in, there is a staircase leading upstairs.

Moore took the lead and walked up, followed closely by the little girl.

After arriving on the second floor, Moore knocked on the handrail of the stairs again with his knife. After waiting for a while, he did not hear any sound.

"Search, maybe you can find something."

The second floor was not large, but there were still three rooms. Moore opened them one by one and checked them out. One of them was a bathroom and the other was a bedroom. After looking around, he found nothing.

Nick, who was following behind, curled his lips and felt a little disapproving of Moore. Is it necessary to be so mysterious about finding some supplies?

Just because the zombie downstairs is fat? Or is the door here locked?

It's obviously just a store that sells groceries, but it's crazy to be able to find something to eat.

While thinking about it, the three of them came to the last room. Moore knocked on the door a few times, and then listened carefully against the door panel. The room was still quiet.

Squeak.

When the door opened, Nick's eyes widened in surprise.

This turned out to be a kitchen.

"What the hell!"

The room was not big, and after pushing the door open, the entire room was clearly visible. Moore walked to the wall and opened all the closets. Rows of bottles and cans suddenly appeared in front of the three of them.

Peanut butter, chocolate spread, Coke, and all kinds of snacks filled the closet.

All are high-calorie foods that are well sealed!

God!

Nick stared at the food with his mouth open, and the previous unhappiness had long been forgotten by him.

"Wuhu~!"

The little girl cheered, rushed directly to the closet and started searching for supplies.

Moore took out several large plastic bags from the closet nearby, turned around and photographed them for Nick.

"Pretend it all up."

…

"You...how did you know?"

Moore pretended to be profound and smiled, and only uttered one word.

"Probability."

Not long after, the three of them came back carrying several large bags full of stuff.

"Wow!"

"Haha, captain, you are so awesome!"

"Is this Coke?"

"I can hold on for many more days."

Seeing the food in the bag, the other people all laughed from ear to ear. Miguel couldn't help but unscrew a bottle of chocolate sauce and take a big sip into his mouth.

Just as a few people were happily planning to continue, a burst of intense gunfire suddenly came from the distance!

Moore narrowed his eyes and realized that the direction of the gunfire was the direction Negan and the others were going.

"Hurry up and pack your things and let's go over and take a look."

Throwing the bag into the cart, Moore took out the gun from his waist and hurried toward the west.

…

After Negan and the others left the stronghold, they searched all the way to the west. To the west was the sea, and they didn't need to go far to hear the sound of waves hitting the coast.

After they walked two blocks, they could already see the beach in the distance. Among the low buildings, there was a building that stood out.

The building is not far from the seaside, at least eighty or ninety meters high, and about one kilometer away from Negan and the others in a straight line.

To say that Negan was the leader of a team of dozens of people before, he must have some skills. When the others found nothing, he actually found a batch of food from a house hidden in an alley.

With the harvest, these people felt obviously relaxed a lot, and a few of them even discussed going to the tall building to have a look.

Negan squinted his eyes and looked up. The sunlight was very dazzling, and the building in the distance was a little hazy, but if you look carefully, you can still see a sign hanging on the top of the building. This is a hotel.

"It's a hotel."

"A hotel? There's probably food there."

"Maybe, but let's go back first and wait for everyone to come over and have a look together."

For some reason, Negan always feels uneasy when looking at the buildings in the distance. This feeling has appeared several times before, and it has all come true, so he now trusts his sixth sense.

Looking over there again, Negan motioned for everyone to continue searching.

"There is still one last street, hurry up."

Carrying a baseball bat, Negan shot the walking corpses that came sporadically on their heads one by one. The houses on the street were also opened one by one. After another half an hour, the group of people finally arrived at the beach.

Seeing that the last room was cleared and a lot of supplies were piled in the trolley, Negan raised the corners of his mouth, reached for a bottle of beer and was about to open it to celebrate.

"Demon Town Museum"

Da da da!

Puff puff!

A burst of gunfire rang out from the direction they came from, and the ground around them was spattered with smoke and dust.

Several people were startled and hurriedly hid behind the wall.

Negan took a few steps to the side, shrunk and hid in an alley. Only then did he look towards the direction of the gunfire.

At the intersection, several tattered cars rushed out, led by a pickup truck. There were two figures on the side of the truck who were raising guns and shooting at them.

Several cars following behind also had several guns sticking out of their windows. They seemed to be looking for opportunities. They would shoot without hesitation as soon as they showed their heads.

The car drove very fast, and in the blink of an eye it was less than fifty meters away from them.

"shot!"

Negan shouted loudly and took the lead in taking out his weapon to fight back. The six men fired at the same time, and their firepower overwhelmed the opponent for a while.

Several cars were also startled by the fierce firepower. The cars suddenly stopped and the people in the cars quickly jumped out and hid behind the car.

The two sides reached a deadlock, and Negan shouted to everyone while shooting.

"Stay back, we can't hold on for long if we keep doing this."

Because they were collecting supplies, and there weren't many zombies around, the ammunition they brought this time was limited. It was just in case, but they didn't expect to encounter a group of lunatics.

If the confrontation continues like this, the bullets will soon run out. If the rest of the people are slow to support, or they are delayed by these people, then they will be in danger.

Negan looked behind him, and the tall building came into view for the first time.

"Let's retreat over there!"