"Chu, you still owe me a balance of seventy thousand from the thousand banquet tables you booked at my place last time."

"I heard that you have hoarded a lot of goods in the Huaxing Shopping Plaza!"

"You even bought all the stock from the slaughterhouse!"

"How about this? You send me some of the goods, and I'll forget about the remaining seventy thousand, deal?"

Just after dealing with Tao Jian's family, Chu Nan saw a message from Xu Zhiwu.

This guy, just like his last life, was at home sleeping when the apocalypse began.

However, he managed to escape!

Because at the beginning of the apocalypse, his shop became a nest of zombies.

Those non-mutated normal people were all eaten by the zombies!

"I did hoard a lot of food, if you have the ability, come and get it!"

Chu Nan retorted and ignored him.

In his previous life, just a few days after the beginning of the apocalypse, Xu Zhiwu’s mother, taking advantage of her position as the head of the community’s women’s group, morally blackmailed the residents, asking those with more food at home to share with everyone else.

At that time, he was one of the victims!

Later on, Xu Zhiwu even colluded with the property’s security to go door to door to plunder.

Whether it was food or beautiful women, he did not let go of any.

This life, if he wanted to get food from him, there was no chance!

"Boom..."

After withdrawing the three robots, Chu Nan did not retreat to a safe place, instead, he turned his car around and headed straight for the Hao Da Plaza.

That was where the Walmart supermarket and warehouse were located!

It was also his former place of work!

It was only the third day of the apocalypse, the supplies there should not have been plundered yet!

If he delayed for a few more days, it would be a different story!

In his previous life, he clearly remembered that on the fourth day of the apocalypse, some people had already established safe bases.

When zombies first appeared, people were terrified and dared not leave their homes.

As food ran out, people began to muster up the courage to leave their homes and start hunting zombies.

Soon, they discovered that these zombies were slow and not as terrifying as they seemed!

Seeing someone leading, those who didn’t want to starve to death began to act together.

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Thus, in just half a month, several refuges appeared in Pujiang!

And these so-called refuges were actually small neighborhoods, or a large courtyard!

As long as the zombies in the neighborhood were cleared out, it would become a safe base!

Once the base for survivors was established, they would start to collect supplies everywhere!

Therefore, he must find a way to get the supplies in Walmart today; otherwise, he might lose them to others!

...

"Come out obediently, as long as you listen, we promise not to hurt you!"

"Even if you take care of us, we'll let you go!"

"If you don't come out, I will shoot!"

At the door of the machine room on the fourth floor of Hao Da Plaza, a man with a scarred face held a pistol and threatened loudly.

However, there was absolute silence inside, not a sound.

"So, you're not going to drink the wine of courtesy, but rather the wine of punishment?"

"Bang! Bang! Bang…!"

Seeing no response inside, Scarface fired several shots at the metal door of the control room.

The already scarred metal door now had a few more dents.

"Alright, stop wasting bullets!"

"We only have a little over a hundred, and every shot counts!"

"What will we use for self-defense once the bullets run out?"

In the distance, a middle-aged man with freckles all over his face lay reclining on a chair and, upon hearing the gunshots, quickly raised his head to angrily reprimand.

"But this woman won't open the door!"

"I'm getting desperate!"

"She locked me up for eight years!"

"I haven't touched a woman in eight years!"

Scarface raised his gun and exclaimed in frustration.

"We've survived eight years, so why worry about just one or two more days?"

"Don't worry, when she gets hungry enough, she'll come out on her own!"

"Why are you so impatient?"

The freckled middle-aged man glared and scolded.

"Listen to the boss, put the gun away and save the bullets for self-defense!"

"We worked so hard to get a few guns when we escaped from prison. If you waste all the bullets, where will we get more?"

"Who knows how chaotic things will become? If the cops come after us and we have no means of defense, we're done for!"

"The boss is right. Since she can't escape anyway, let's keep her hungry for a couple more days. She'll eventually open the door willingly!"

As soon as the freckled man finished speaking, the others in the room started criticizing Scarface.

"I just wanted to find a woman and relieve some stress!"

"We've encountered nothing but zombies all the way here!"

"We finally found a plump woman, and look at us, hiding again. Sigh..."

Scarface put away his gun and kicked the metal door in frustration.

"This building is so big, there must be more people alive."

"You all search each floor thoroughly!"

"If they're men, throw them downstairs as zombie bait!"

"If they're attractive women, bring them here!"

"This building is ours!"

"We'll make it our base from now on!"

"Clear out all the zombies in this building!"

"Remember, when dealing with zombies, don't waste bullets if it's avoidable!"

The freckled middle-aged man assigned tasks to everyone.

"Let's go, search upstairs!"

"I saw on a poster on the first floor that a female celebrity is attending an event at Hauda Plaza."

"If we're lucky, maybe we can have some fun with a celebrity. Haha..."

A group armed with large knives left while joking and laughing.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, they heard the roar of an engine.

The freckled middle-aged man, lying on the recliner, jumped up like a startled bird.

He grabbed the handgun from the table and quickly ran to the window.

"It's a military vehicle!"

"Boss, could they be coming for us?"

Scarface leaned his head out to look and saw a camouflaged tank, causing him to quickly retract his neck in fear.

"Dammit, we just cleared out the zombies on these floors, and now the cops are already chasing us?"

"They're too damn fast!"

Glancing outside, the freckled man cursed.

"Boss, it doesn't look like cops!"

"Look, there's only one person?"

Another thug seemed to have noticed something, his face revealing a hint of excitement.

"A single person dares to come here and meet his death?"

"Get ready, let's ambush him on the first floor!"

The freckled man loaded the bullet into the chamber and led the others downstairs.

As soon as they left, the door to the control room opened slightly, revealing a woman in professional attire peeking out.

After confirming that there was no one outside, she cautiously stepped out.

She walked to the window and looked down, indeed spotting a military vehicle!

However, the person the thugs mentioned was nowhere to be seen.

Those thugs were armed with guns and hidden in the shadows. Going in alone would be like walking into a death trap.

What should she do?

For a moment, she sweated for that person.