Doomsday Survival, I have a car system that needs money

When Ning Shishi drove close to the building, he used the walkie-talkie to open the door in advance, and after entering the house, he briefly explained what he saw.

"What I saw were seven people and two guns. It is not ruled out that there are still people in the school. Listening to the conversation, I should go to Shangfeng City. I should just pass by and won't stay for long."

"Then shall we still go out to fetch water today?"

"It's better to wait for them to leave before going, so as not to cause trouble." Jiang Nan suggested.

"As long as the other party doesn't come to make trouble, just pretend that you don't know. Don't go out today. We'll talk about it after they leave."

Ning Shishi felt that most of the important supplies in the town were collected into the office building. Those people outside couldn’t find good things, and they might not be able to wander around because they had to travel. Maybe they just arrived in the town last night and found a camp to rest overnight. After dinner it's time to hit the road.

Fatty Zhu yelled "Dinner is ready", and everyone sat around the table, and he came over with a large bucket of cooked rice noodle soup.The rice noodles are just boiled, and the toppings are made with another pot of fried sauce, and everyone is invited to add according to their personal appetite.

I was planning to go out today, so I made a very hungry breakfast.

A few people talked while chatting, and there was a smell of sauce in the air, which added a lot of warmth to the originally cold house.

"Old Lu, what are you looking at if you don't eat?"

Da Liu greeted Lu Cheng who had been standing by the window holding up the binoculars since just now.

The latter didn't say a word, and was still standing guard intently. Zhou Yuzheng helped him fill a bowl of noodles, and greeted him, "Take a bite while it's hot."

But Lu Cheng suddenly said: "Someone is coming."

Ning Shishi didn't raise her head, and continued to sip the meat sauce powder in the bowl. She didn't like to wear too thick clothes, and it was inconvenient to get in and out of the car.At the moment, he was only wearing a thin down jacket that was close-fitting. He got out of the car and entered the house just now and felt a little cold.

"Old Zhu..."

She gave the chef Fatty Zhu a thumbs up, and sincerely praised: "Your craftsmanship is really good. In the future, you can prepare an extra portion of whatever you cook, and I will pack it."

No one asked her where all the packed things went. Everyone was used to Ning Shiyi's strange behavior.

"They can't come in, don't be too nervous, you eat first."

Liu Yijie was equally calm, and the composure of the two foodies also affected several people present, and the tense atmosphere became cheerful again.

"Brothers in the building—we were passing through Green River Town, and found that there were still compatriots surviving, so we came here specially to meet and make friends."

There was a man shouting at the top of his voice outside the gate on the first floor, and the voice faintly spread to the "restaurant", and everyone who was eating could hear him, but no one responded to his words.

"No malice, just passing by here, wanting to borrow some water..."

He continued to shout, and everyone in the room was engrossed in fanfare, but no one said a word.Even the black glasses who have always talked the most are eating in silence.

"Third brother, is there no one inside?"

His companion couldn't help asking.

"Are you a pig! Didn't you smell the fried noodles? It must be the survivors in the town, and all the food was raided."

It's been a long time since he ate such delicious food, he just smelled the aroma of hot food from a long distance from the gate, and not only some people inside were still eating and drinking spicy food.

He waited for a while, but still no one came out to answer, touched the gun in his hand, and said patiently:

"Brothers don't want too much, just give a few hundred catties for the food you eat, and the brothers will leave here tomorrow."

Still no response.

"It seems that we are not welcome, and we are not welcome to toast! Then don't blame me for being rude..."

He raised the gun in his hand, but seeing that no one answered, his face finally completely darkened.

"Damn it, shame on your face!"

I wanted to be on other people's territory, but the boss said: To be a person should be low-key and not too arrogant.

That's all for eating and drinking, but seeing that the other party ignored him at all, his anger was hooked up.

After looking at the original glass door, there is a self-made iron grille door, but the locks are all ordinary goods, how can they withstand the few bullets I have?

Ning Shishi picked up the bowl, went to the window and looked down, and saw a long gun on the back of the speaker.He turned his head and signaled to the black glasses who were slurping up the noodle soup: "Glasses, you are here to work."

The latter raised his face from the noodle bowl, and there was still some moisture on the glasses.

"Try to collect that thing for me."

She pointed to the burly man below who was about to break in and urged, "The glass door is broken for ventilation, hurry up."

Black Glasses had no choice but to put down the bowl in his hand, and walked to the window: "It depends on the total value of their belongings, I can't promise to collect them."

He watched the unkind people trying to use their abilities.

"Who touched me? Where's my gun?!"

In the next second, a man's shocked sound came from downstairs.

Xue Laosan only felt a light behind him just now, and reached out to touch it, but the gun that never left his body was gone.

"Third, third brother...you ran away with the gun."

The attendants were obviously also shocked by this incredible scene. The gun that was hanging on him one second suddenly disappeared the next second.

"Is this a ghost?" Someone's voice trembled.

"It's a supernatural power!"

Xue Laosan, as one of the well-informed little bosses, naturally found the key to the problem faster than the few ordinary people under him.

"There are people with supernatural powers in this small town!" He regretted his recklessness just now.

"Third brother, don't be afraid, maybe it's just a few people who don't have much ability. Those who have real ability have already gone to the big base. What are you doing in this poor place?"

While the people downstairs were still guessing the opponent's strength, Ning Shishi had already got the gun and was playing with it in his hand.

"How does this thing work?" She asked, carefully avoiding the direction of someone with the gun.

Everyone had a "useless" expression on their faces.

"How many of you don't know? Don't you play shooting games?"

Ning Shishi was a little surprised, she thought that there would always be one or two men who knew about guns.

"I play dead people's pesticide." Lu Cheng said.

"I play Candy Match." Zhou Yuzheng said.

"I don't play games, I like to watch gourmet restaurants." Fatty Zhu explained.

The black glasses shook his head: "Degenerate, no one likes to read?"

Jiang Nan raised his hand: "I read."

Before the black glasses had time to praise her, she heard her continue: "I like brain-hole writing and farm writing."

Ning Shishi turned his head to look downstairs, but the corner of his eyes was partial to the silent Liu Yijie. This person likes to bluff the most. Why is he not talking now? This is not in line with his personality.

"Da...Da Liu, don't you play design games?" If he played, he would know how to use guns.

"I... I don't play games." He shook his head decisively.

"He played "Lady's Promotion" and "I Was a Concubine"."

Lu Cheng drank the last sip of soup in the bowl, finished speaking quickly, and went back to the house to put on his equipment.

Ning Shishi threw the gun into his car and muttered, "Then I have to find a master."

This gun is a good thing. Who doesn't want a good thing, let alone a good thing delivered to the door.