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Hearing the noise behind the kitchen, Ye Yuan immediately became alert.

In the previous life, there were no thugs breaking into the house.

Could it be that the butterfly effect occurred after rebirth?

At this time, another voice came from the back of the kitchen: "Little handsome boy, are you there? I have something to exchange with you."

It turned out to be a neighbor.

Ye Yuan was relieved.

Coming to the balcony behind the kitchen, the elder sister was holding a bottle of beer.

"Little handsome boy, I don't drink."

"Do you have instant noodles? Change another bucket for me."

It seems that the neighbor's elder sister also has a hoarding habit.

Ye Yuan couldn't ask for it.

In the past and present lives, I haven't drunk beer for a year.

"You wait."

Ye Yuan quickly brought instant noodles, exchanged the beer in the elder sister's hand, and then copied ten bottles in one breath.

Put it in the freezer first.

Later, I will eat hot pot while drinking frozen beer.

It's cool to think about it.

Considering that the neighbor's elder sister would turn into a zombie in a few days, Ye Yuan locked the security window on the balcony outside the kitchen.

Even if the neighbor turned into a zombie, it would be impossible for her to crawl into her house.

After returning to the security door of the living room, Ye Yuan gently unscrewed the side lock and pushed a little gap.

There were no zombies outside.

Pushed a little more.

Still no zombies.

Just like that, after the security door was fully opened, the stairwell was completely empty.

There were two zombies with their heads shot on the ground.

They should have been killed by the soldiers before.

The living zombies had left.

But they must not have gone far, maybe they were downstairs.

Ye Yuan walked out lightly.

Picking up the shotgun on the ground, he felt a little more at ease.

The soldier who was gnawed to a skeleton had a bullet belt around his waist with three No. 12 shotgun shells inserted on it.

It's good to have bullets.

Even if there is only one, it can be copied infinitely.

Ye Yuan took away the bullet belt.

The soldier's right leg had been gnawed to pieces, but there was still a holster tied to his trouser leg with a pistol in it.

Ye Yuan slowly took off the holster.

He was very careful during the whole process, paying attention to the movement in the stairwell at any time.

Once a zombie showed up.

He would quickly run back to the room and close the security door.

Fortunately, everything went well.

After the holster was taken off, there was nothing useful on the soldier.

Ye Yuan quietly returned home.

He gently closed the security door and let out a long breath.

Although it was a bit risky just now.

But it was full of gains.

A high-quality imitation 870 shotgun of the foreign trade version, and a domestic 5.8mm pistol with a capacity of 20 rounds.

The bullet belt and holster were all there.

But it was covered with blood and had to be wiped clean.

Ye Yuan had played with guns in his previous life.

He skillfully disassembled the shotgun and pistol, wiped off the blood and reassembled them.

He cleaned the bullet belt and holster and put them in the dryer.

Next, he began to copy weapons and ammunition.

Fortunately, there were still three shotgun shells, and the bullets in the pistol were not exhausted, so there were a total of eight bullets.

Although the pistol was a small caliber of 5.8mm.

But it was a pointed bullet.

Whether it was armor penetration or the trauma caused by bullet tumbling, it was more powerful than the 9mm caliber.

The key was that the recoil was very small.

The speed of copying weapons and ammunition was very fast and the consumption was also lower.

Because metal is inorganic.

It took 15 minutes.

Ye Yuan copied ten shotguns and ten pistols.

One thousand rounds of 12-gauge shotgun shells.

Twenty magazines of 5.8mm pointed bullets (400 rounds).

Take out the bullet bag from the dryer, put in twenty shotgun shells, and you can insert three pistol magazines on the left.

Then tie it around your waist.

He put the pistol into the holster and tied it to his leg.

Ye Yuan picked up the shotgun and loaded it with eight shotgun shells. He was fully armed at this moment and felt safe.

"Let's practice on the balcony later."

He looked at the time and it was noon.

The beer was already frozen.

There was an induction cooker at home.

He took out the food and hot pot base from the refrigerator, and Ye Yuan moved the coffee table to the balcony to start hot pot.

The bottom of the pot soon boiled.

He put the thinly sliced ​​beef in, picked it up in a dozen seconds, and dipped it in chili sauce. It was really delicious.

After rebirth, Ye Yuan's body did not have such a strong demand for meat.

But he struggled for a year in his previous life.

He often didn't have food for two or three days.

Now he felt so happy when he had a bite of meat.

He ate more than a dozen slices of beef in a row and drank a large glass of frozen beer. His stomach was a little full.

But Jiang Xiaofan didn't come out.

You need an audience to show off, otherwise you can't tame her.

Ye Yuan suddenly had an idea. He stood up, picked up the shotgun next to him, leaned out of the balcony, and aimed at the zombies downstairs.

His home was on the fifth floor.

Each floor of the house in the old city was less than 3 meters high. The fifth floor was only 12 meters from the ground, which was the best shooting distance for the shotgun.Leave.

Ye Yuan held his breath and pulled the trigger.

Bang——

With a dull roar, 430 steel balls sprayed out of the barrel, instantly blowing up a zombie's head.

Cool!

Only men can understand this kind of violent aesthetics.

The sound of the gun really attracted Jiang Xiaofan on the opposite side.

It also attracted other zombies downstairs, estimated to be 70 or 80, who roared together and rushed over.

Fortunately, zombies have no IQ.

They gathered downstairs and roared at Ye Yuan on the balcony on the fifth floor.

"It seems that I have to clean them up before I can eat quietly."

With a click.

The shell was ejected and loaded.

There were a lot of zombies downstairs, and Ye Yuan didn't need to aim deliberately, just raised his hand and shot.

Bang——

Dense steel balls sprayed out.

This shot was lucky, blowing up a zombie's head, and some steel balls penetrated the head of another zombie.

Double kill!

There are many specifications of steel balls for No. 12 shotguns.

Ye Yuan used the smallest No. 8 steel balls, and one shotgun can hold more than 400 steel balls.

As long as the density of zombies is high enough.

It is normal to kill two with one shot.

Ye Yuan kept shooting.

He soon emptied eight bullets.

Although there were still nine shotguns full of bullets, he was not in a hurry, so he picked up the bullets beside him and loaded them carelessly.

This scene aroused Jiang Xiaofan's curiosity.

"Hey, where did you get the gun?"

Ye Yuan looked up and glanced.

But he ignored her.

She was so pretentious that she answered every question like a loser. How could she tame Jiang Xiaofan?

Eight shotguns were full.

Ye Yuan picked up the gun and continued to shoot downstairs.

Zombies were killed by headshots one by one, and headless bodies kept falling down.

Less than ten minutes.

Ye Yuan cleaned up the more than 80 zombies downstairs.

There were more zombies farther away, but the zombies in the early days of the apocalypse had not yet evolved their keen hearing and sense of smell.

They would not come over for a while.

Ye Yuan reloaded his empty gun with bullets, then sat down and poured a glass of iced beer.

Continue eating hot pot.

Jiang Xiaofan hadn't left yet, and just happened to see Ye Yuan taking a sip of beer and a bite of beef.

He was eating so deliciously.

There were even watermelons and grapes on the coffee table.

Gurgle~~

Jiang Xiaofan swallowed hard.

She didn't know how to cook, and usually ordered takeout. She hadn't eaten since yesterday noon.

She was already starving.

"Handsome guy, do you have any food at home?"

"I'll buy it from you at ten times the price."

Ye Yuan was already full, and happily lit a Huazi and smoked it by himself.

"One hundred times!"

"I'll buy it from you at a hundred times the price, okay? I'm really hungry."

Ye Yuan drank the last half glass of beer.

Washing dishes is so troublesome.

He threw the pot and soup off the balcony.

It can be copied anyway.

Jiang Xiaofan was stunned. She saw clearly that there were still a lot of unfinished vegetables and meat in the pot.

Just throw it away like that?

"You...you...you idiot."

"If you can't finish it, you can give it to me!"

Jiang Xiaofan stamped her feet in anger, but Ye Yuan had already turned around and went back to the house.

It's not appropriate to argue with her now.

Starve her for another day!