Survival in an apartment, starting with a stroke of luck on a plane

The man's expression was quite agitated, even somewhat distorted, clearly indicating that the pistol had greatly stimulated him.

"I told you, don't move!"

To his disbelief, Lin Yu showed no fear whatsoever when facing the gun. Instead, he quickly reached for his backpack (which he wore in front of him).

"Damn it, you dare disobey me? Die!"

Lin Yu's actions clearly provoked the man, who angrily pulled the trigger of his gun at Lin Yu.

clack clack...

But... something even more unexpected happened.

No matter how many times he pulled the trigger, the gun in his hand showed no sign of firing a bullet.

The sharp click of the trigger seemed to mock him.

"What's going on? Why can't I fire the gun!"

The man's expression gradually changed from excitement to fear.

But then, something even more terrifying happened.

Lin Yu, who was in front of him, actually pulled out a second pistol from his backpack.

"you……"

puff!

The man's pupils constricted, and he was about to say something, but Lin Yu didn't want to give him a chance to say his last words. He pulled the trigger directly, and the dull gunshot rang out again.

A burst of blood erupted from the man's forehead, revealing a blood-red bullet hole.

With a hint of shock and confusion, the man lay motionless on the ground.

"what!"

"Run!"

The man's two accomplices, witnessing this scene, were terrified and immediately turned tail and ran.

Puff puff……

Lin Yu raised his pistol and frantically pulled the trigger. Flames spewed from the muzzle, and a barrage of bullets rained down on the two men's backs.

The results speak for themselves.

"You son of a bitch."

Lin Yu cursed under his breath, then stepped forward and picked up another pistol.

His face was quite gloomy.

To be honest, if it weren't for the special nature of the [Yan Shuangying Double Guns], he probably would have been in grave danger.

"Too careless! Lin Yu, you should take this as a warning."

Lin Yu shook his head as he looked at the two pistols in his hand, his gaze drifting towards Zhao Miaomiao's room.

He was too lax and judged people by their appearance. He had to change his behavior of labeling people after only one or two encounters, or he would probably suffer a great loss in the future.

With that thought in mind, Lin Yu, holding two guns, slowly walked into Zhao Miaomiao's room.

Meanwhile, the culprit who almost killed Lin Yu was sitting silently on the wooden bed.

"Wow, that's amazing. I have to say you almost really killed me."

Lin Yu casually closed the door and spoke coldly.

"I didn't do it on purpose. They forced me into this situation. They blocked my doorway, and when I didn't help them, they threatened to kill me."

Zhao Miaomiao was pale and trembling. It was clear she was trying her best to stay calm, but facing the two dark gun barrels, she obviously couldn't.

She added, "Please spare my life, I'll do anything..."

puff!

Unfortunately, Lin Yu didn't give her a chance to speak again, and shot her in the head.

Zhao Miaomiao's eyes were glazed over; she clearly hadn't expected Lin Yu to be so decisive, not even giving her a chance to beg for mercy.

"You did nothing wrong. Everything you did to survive was right in your own eyes. The only mistake you made was failing to kill me, so you were the ones who died."

Looking at Zhao Miaomiao's corpse, Lin Yu silently gave his answer.

It's much better to lecture a corpse than a living person; at least the corpse won't argue with you.

After killing people, the next step is naturally to collect the spoils.

Lin Yu took all four people's backpacks back to the room, and then searched Zhao Miaomiao's room again, obtaining some basic materials, but not many.

After dismantling Zhao Miaomiao's worktable, Lin Yu also obtained two blueprints, but unfortunately they were not very useful.

Lin Yu then checked the keys of the three men.

Lin Yu was surprised to find something unexpected.

These three people all lived on the third to fifth floors of the apartment building.

"That's interesting."

Lin Yu sneered. If he remembered correctly, the third to fifth floors seemed to be where Wang Dajun's group had the largest number of people.

Lin Yu thought for a moment, then opened his friends list and added He Shaolong as a friend.

Less than five seconds later, the other party agreed and sent a message.

He Shaolong: [Brother Yu, what brings you here?]

Lin Yu succinctly stated: "[Image] Have you seen these three people before?"

He Shaolong: [I have a vague recollection of this. Let me ask the other brothers in a moment.]

Half a minute later.

He Shaolong: [Wang Dajun's men, this is the evidence [image].]

Lin Yu opened the picture sent by He Shaolong. It was a picture of Wang Dajun and his men discussing something in a room. The three people Lin Yu had killed were in the picture, and they were sitting very close to Wang Dajun, right behind him.

Based on this, it seems that this matter is indeed confirmed to be related to Wang Dajun.

Lin Yu's expression turned cold as he replied, "Thank you."

He Shaolong: [To be honest, I'd be happy to help with this. By the way, Brother Yu, how about we collaborate?]

He Shaolong was clearly a smart man. He knew that at this moment, no matter what he posted, Lin Yu would definitely see it, and as long as the content wasn't too outrageous, Lin Yu would probably give it a good look.

As expected, Lin Yu replied: [What kind of collaboration?]

He Shaolong: [Judging from the pictures you posted, you should have cleared out all the zombies on the tenth floor by now. I guess the reward for killing special zombies should be quite substantial.]

But to be honest, there are just too many zombies. I think even you would have a hard time dealing with them. Why don't we work together and take advantage of the time we still have to clear out all the zombies in the apartment?

This is good for both you and us. After all, zombies exist during the day now. If we don't clear them out today, and they keep spawning tomorrow night, the number of zombies will reach a point that neither of us can handle.

It's better to deal with them quickly before they become too powerful.

He Shaolong's words were indeed correct, and his concerns were quite reasonable.

Lin Yu thought for a moment and asked, "How do you plan to collaborate?"

He Shaolong: [You have guns and plenty of bullets, but you'll still have a hard time dealing with a large number of zombies. Luckily, we have people and we coordinate quite well. We can perfectly block ordinary zombies with our spear and shield formations, but we can't stop those special zombies.]

My idea for cooperation is very simple: we work together, you are responsible for killing special zombies, and we don't want any of the rewards after killing them, they all belong to you. We just need to kill ordinary zombies to level up.

In addition, after killing the zombies, I can also allocate some of our team's supplies to you as a commission.

If I'm not mistaken, at your current level, you probably won't gain much experience from killing regular zombies, so this kind of cooperation is worthwhile.

"Tch, this guy is trying to trick me into revealing information through his words."

Upon seeing the message from He Shaolong, Lin Yu curled his lip.

This guy is really shrewd. This conversation seems ordinary, but both the initial questions about firearms and the final questions about his level are attempts to trick Lin Yu into revealing information.

If Lin Yu truly had no shortage of bullets, was of a high level, and wasn't particularly intelligent, he would subconsciously assume the other person was right and respond accordingly.

If he guesses wrong, he can use Lin Yu's subsequent answers to analyze the extent of Lin Yu's current strength.

However, Lin Yu had to admit that he was indeed tempted by the cooperation method proposed by the other party.

After all, special zombies can drop skill cards, which are really valuable items.

After thinking for a moment, Lin Yu replied, "Sure, we can cooperate."