3.Loot

Just as he pushed the door open, Glenn saw a tall, slightly stooped figure calling out from the next lawn, holding something in his hand.

The old man turned his head at the sound of the door opening, and when he saw that it was Glenn, he shouted and seemed to want to ask something, but then stopped.

It just revealed a grim smile.

In the original owner's place, he would probably have been scared into the house and locked the door tightly.

But the current Geren wouldn't be afraid of the other party and returned the same faint smile.

The old man's complexion stiffened, as if he was wondering why this wimpy kid was so brave today.

With a cold snort, the old man took his things and returned to his house, the door slamming heavily.

He didn't find the dog's body? Glenn pulled his gaze back from his neighbor and looked to the spot where the pit bull had died last night.

There was indeed nothing there, and he couldn't help but look grave.

Taking a few large steps to the location, he crouched down.

Up close, he still found some light traces of blood, only it had been brushed or licked by something.

There really is something roaming around here at night, I just don't know what it is? Check it out sometime ... Glenn reared up and, after another glance at the old man's house, turned to go back inside.

He went straight to the utility room, where he found a wooden stick of some kind, and swung it hard enough to feel comfortable with it.

"There you go."

Although Glenn had confidence in his own hands, this was no reason to take it lightly, after all, the other party had a gun in his hand.

That bearded man's revolver was lost in the forest, let's go pick it up after the robbery, as long as we get the bullets, we can use it ... Glenn pondered, and walked out of the house.

The town was still quiet, and the far side of the vision was engulfed in mist, a common weather in this locale.

Sunny, clear days also existed, but they were rare, and if it weren't for the memories that testified to it, outsiders would surely think this was an empty town shrouded in perpetual mist.

Glenn stepped out of the courtyard, wary of his surroundings while not forgetting to think about his response plan in case of a conflict in a moment.

With a light leap over the parapet and landing on the old man's lawn, he hid the wooden stick behind him, went to the door of the room, and raised his hand to knock on the door.

Knock, knock.

After two clear knocking sounds, Glenn quietly waited.

Only after waiting for a long time, there was no movement in the wooden door in front of him.

What's going on? Shouldn't this old guy be furious and rush out to beat me up? Greene's eyes flickered slightly as he continued to knock on the door.

"Old man, I have something to find you, open the door! It won't hurt you! I promise!" Ge Lun shouted as he knocked, while adding ... in his heart that it was just a robbery.

Frozen outside knocked for a long time, inside actually no movement at all!

Glenn turned knocking for patting, dull patting sound much larger, but still useless.

It's not possible that he disappeared into thin air inside, right? Glenn stopped tapping on the door, slightly thinking for a moment, and then said:

"Don't you want to know where your darling baby went?"

As the words fell, Glenn clearly heard a clanking sound coming from the house.

This should come out now, right? Glenn was ready, staring intently at the wooden door in front of him.

But he was overthinking it.

There was still no movement, and the corners of Glenn's eyes twitched, his forehead veins bulging.

"In that case, don't blame me for forcing my way in!" Glenn slightly retreated a few steps and violently flew up a foot!

Boom!

The not-so-sturdy wooden door was kicked open just like that, while Glenn didn't directly rush in, but darted to his left, and sure enough, a gunshot was heard.

Bang!

The old man who raised his gun for shooting inside seemed to not expect the target to be able to avoid it, slightly froze for a moment, but immediately intended to load and fire a second shot.

However, Glenn had already rushed into the house at an extremely fast speed, lifting up the wooden stick and forcefully chopping at the old man's head!

In his haste, the old man could only raise his gun to block.

A great shock came from his arm, causing the old man to be shocked in his heart.

Just before the old man could make his next reaction, he felt a blow to his stomach and nearly spat out his overnight meal.

He waved his shotgun randomly, wanting to hit his opponent with it, but it was simply meaningless to the experienced Glenn.

He had been professionally trained in his previous life, and he had his own way of dealing with gun-wielding enemies.

Taking advantage of the old man's weakening, Glenn grabbed the shotgun and kicked the opponent away again.

"Old man, I advise you better be honest, or else ..."

Glenn mooched the shotgun in his hand and looked towards the tall old man who slowly stood up and threatened.

The other party's height was about one meter nine or so, and his arms were thick, at first glance, he was a fierce man, but at this time, his wretched appearance made it easy for people to let down their guard.

"Kid, I don't know what's wrong with you, but it's best not to think you're very powerful, I don't think our neighbors would like a resident who's too rowdy."

The old man spat out a mouthful of bloodied saliva and rasped his voice.

Just now he should have seen that I was not normal, so he changed his usual bossy style and hid into the house ... Glenn did not answer the old man s question, but said:

"Where did you put the food in your house? Say it and I will mercifully spare your life."

This sudden change of topic made the old man freeze for a moment, "What the ... hell do you mean?"

"What what do you mean? I'm here to rob! Can't you see that? I'm hungry now, so please don't waste my time or I don't mind making you suffer a bit." Glenn had an impatient look on his face.

The old man's face darkened, but finally slowly raised his hand and pointed to a room in the house, saying, "All ... are in the kitchen."

Without hesitation, Glenn shouldered his gun and took a big step in the direction of the old man's finger.

Soon, the old man heard the sound of rummaging through things coming from the kitchen, followed by the sound of eating and chewing.

He sat on the floor, not knowing what attitude to take for a moment.

What in the world had this brat gone through? Completely changed like a different person, and such a powerful body? Could it be that he was possessed by the undead? The old man pondered in his mind.

The old man's kitchen was even richer than Glenn's, and the food almost filled the cupboards, allowing Glenn to eat with great satisfaction.

Only after he was full did he have the leisure to examine himself.

From the fight with the old man just now can clearly feel that the strength of the body has already exceeded that of ordinary people, including the previous life of me ... The punch that just decided the victory or defeat if it was not for Glenn to withdraw his hand, then the other party would probably not be able to get up again.

All the wounds left yesterday have already healed and almost no traces are visible, which is also rather strange ...

It felt like there was something in the body that had filled some of the blood vessels, allowing the muscles to be strengthened, when did the change occur? The body was very weak when he just crossed over, and what he felt was forgotten ... Glenn clenched his fist and felt the surging power.

He stopped thinking and once again came to the old man, and said heartily, "Thank you for your hospitality, and there is no need to feel too aggrieved, didn't you also bully me like this in the past? I think you are also aware that having today is also a cycle of karma, as for this shotgun I will take it away."

Under the old man's implied angry gaze, Glenn walked out of the house.