After a while of dizziness in his mind, he felt the back of his head lying on the ground was warm.

It's over, my mind won't be broken, right?

I touched it casually, put it in front of my nose and smelled it.

A little bit slutty?

I came to my senses and looked around. The smelly dog ​​was so scared that he clamped his tail tightly... he peed...

Only then did Lu Yu realize that he was injured in the abdomen and was about to touch the situation.

"You...who are you?"

A trembling male voice rang out.

In fact, Lu Yu's hearing was slowly recovering after hearing the roar of gunfire. At this time, he not only heard the male voice, but also heard the doll's crying and the woman's comfort.

He struggled to get up, shook his head to wake himself up.

I saw a white man holding a shotgun, pointing at Lu Yu with a nervous expression and trembling all over.

Next to the man was a white woman holding a doll about one or two years old to coax her.

Lu Yu immediately reacted and spread his hands to make a harmless situation: "Hey, don't be afraid, I'm just a resident on the top floor of this building.

This is not the end of the world, so of course I have to find something useful all over the world.

I have no malice, I'm disturbing you, hehe...hehehe."

Lu Yu tried hard to squeeze out a kind smile, but the white brother seemed even more nervous.

So Lu Yu sat quietly and waited for the old man to calm down.

After confronting each other for five or six minutes, the baby stopped crying and hid in his mother's arms and looked at Lu Yu carefully.

The white old man no longer trembled: "How did you break open the door of the apartment? This is a solid wood door wrapped in metal!"

Lu Yu had no choice but to say: "Brother, look at me, I am Chinese, I have learned mysterious oriental kung fu since I was a child.

Kung Fu! Do you understand? Bruce Lee!"

As he said that Lu Yu fought with a carp and fought with a few tricks.

He also remembers this identity. It seems that many Americans associate Kung Fu with Chinese people, and they also think that those who know Kung Fu are like Bruce Lee.

Unexpectedly, Lu Yu's casual nonsense actually worked, and the old man actually relaxed his gun: "Uh, sorry, I'm overreacting."

The old man suddenly reacted again: "No, why is my shotgun useless to you?"

Seeing that he started to be nervous again, Lu Yu hurriedly said, "I'm wearing a bulletproof vest and there are bulletproof ply plates inside. Besides, didn't you knock me away just now?"

As he said that, he unzipped the outer zipper and showed them the bulletproof vest.

Seeing Lu Yu's bulletproof vest, the family finally felt relieved.

But they still did not dare to have any trust in outsiders. The old man holding the gun pointed the gun outside: "Please leave our house as soon as possible."

Lu Yu smiled elegantly and casually: "Of course," he looked at the door that was smashed by himself again: "I know some carpenter work, why don't I fix the door panel for you?"

"No, I can repair myself." This old man still finds it hard to trust Lu Yu.

"Okay, I'll leave first. The weather is getting colder and it may be very dangerous outside. If there is enough fuel and food, try to stay at home."

After all, Lu Yu is not a vicious person, especially since the family has such a young child, so he couldn't help but remind them.

Before leaving, Lu Yu glanced at their house.

It seems that the family is in short supply, so they only use a small stove to light a little fire, and then keep warm all the time relying on a bunch of quilts and winter clothes.

Lu Yu frowned and said nothing, walking downstairs to continue his trash picking journey.

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After Lu Yu left for a few minutes, the family of three who was repairing the door welcomed new visitors.

But this time their reaction was not nervous because they met their acquaintances.

A tall, big, and full of tendons, walked up with a pistol, saw the scene in front of him and asked, "Frank, what's going on?"

I just heard the gunshots coming from your house, so I thought about coming and taking a look.”

As he said that, he put away his pistol and went to hold the little doll with a smile.

This man seemed to be very familiar with this family, and the little baby responded to his hug without crying or laughing.

Frank smiled bitterly and said, "Just just now we met a guy who claimed to be a resident on the top floor. He actually smashed the door of our apartment like this."

Brother Gao looked at the door frames on both sides: "Good, this guy is afraid he isn't a bull, right?"

He returned the doll to the child's mother and began to help Frank repair the door.

"Frank, how are you doing? It's hard to get through such a cold weather for a while.

However, the flood outside had frozen, and I heard on the radio that some people were planning to migrate south together.

It is said that whenever you reach the south, it will warm up."

The brawny brother talked about his own experience.

Frank smiled bitterly: "Thank you, Sim. We don't have enough food, but the biggest problem now is Jeni's disease."

The woman took over the topic: "Jenny has not much medicine anymore. We originally made an appointment with the doctor and should have gone today, but now..."

She buried the child's head in her arms, her face full of sorrow.

Sim touched his gray buzz cut: "We must think of a solution."

This former Marine Retired Non-commissioned officer possesses many beautiful qualities of soldiers.

He pondered for a long time and finally said, "Now there are people out in groups of three or three. If we can go to the hospital, we may be able to find medicine.

After all, the little guy usually goes to the hospital not too far from our apartment.

And this matter should be handled as soon as possible. As more people go out, the hospital will definitely become an important target for searching.”

"But it's too cold outside, there are ice and snow everywhere. I heard that there are thugs outside." The woman hugged the child tightly, extremely entangled.

Frank smiled and touched his wife's hand: "Some things are worth our adventure. Jenny is a gift from God. I will never watch something happen to him."

The wife's eyes were filled with tears, and the atmosphere was extremely depressing for a moment.

Suddenly, another abnormal movement came from the stairwell.

Frank and Sim raised their guns at the stairwell at the same time, and they were so nervous that they were extremely nervous.

"Don't shoot, it's me."

Lu Yu did not show up, for fear of being injured by accident, so he just hid behind the wall and replied.

"What are you here to do?" Frank asked boldly.

Lu Yu threw out a pocket, but the pocket was not sealed, and things inside were scattered.

Flour, milk powder, and some basic medicines.

Seeing these things, Frank and Sim both blushed and hurriedly put away their guns.

Lu Yu was not angry, after all, in the doomsday environment, it is not too much for people to react violently.

He walked out with a smile: "I don't seem to have much supplies for you, these things should help you for a while.

My abilities are limited, so I can help you so much.

But I still want to remind you that now may not be the coldest time, so you must not leave the apartment easily.

Don’t have the idea of ​​migrating south. The distance between New York and the tropical region is difficult to reach with your legs alone.

Once you encounter a more severe cooling on the way, it is really unimaginable."

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