Chapter 409: The Man with Two Pistols

In fact, it is already very dangerous to make a deal with a cunning character like Finley, and Li Fatzi is still letting him go alone to get a gun, so there is no need to say much about the risks to be taken.

It wouldn't be a matter if Finley disappeared like this, and Fat Li would have never had a gun or bullets. The most feared thing is that Finley will turn his face and deny people after getting the gun, which will be a bad thing.

However, the guns and bullets, as well as the food, the water, and the Nepalese saber were too attractive to the fat man. Not only is it more likely that they will save Dr. Bows, but the thought of saving Albe and them in the future makes Fat Fat unable to refuse Finley's offer.

In short, Finley has now left, and Li Fatzi can only hope that he has made a good bet this time.

Fortunately, the woman named Angela has always been not far from him, and Li Fatzi doesn't have to go out of his way to approach her. If Finley turns his face for a while, Li Fat Man will not hesitate to hold Angela hostage.

Although it is a little unbearable to involve innocent girls, as a weak party, Li Fatzi has no other way. I only hope that Old Man Finley can be trustworthy, and don't end up making everyone die.

Li Fatzi withdrew his gaze from Angela, walked to the door of the bomb shelter and listened to the movement outside again.

Unlike the underground cellar, the outside of the bomb shelter is quiet, and it doesn't look like there are zombies.

Finley chose to stop here precisely because the entrance and exit of the bomb shelter had arrived. In line with the principle of not revealing a little more information to Li Fatzi, Finley naturally refused to let them move on.

For Li Fatzi and the others, if something happens, they can escape directly here, so they have no objection.

After confirming that the road was worry-free, Li Fatzi turned around and looked at Angela again.

Angela still stood with Donald all the time. But Li Fatzi found very carefully that because he came to the door, Angela also moved a few steps to this side in a hidden way. Although I don't know what this woman's idea is, this is exactly what Li Fat Man wants. He saw Angela as a hostage, and naturally had no problem with Angela being closer to him.

Webster was chatting with Donald at this time. They don't know each other, not to mention that Li Fatzi has already told him about the transaction. Webster: This is also a kind of preparation in advance.

Before leaving here, Li Fatzi and Webster were still grasshoppers on a rope, so Li Fatzi didn't hide anything from him. But Li Fatzi didn't tell him all the details, and Li Fatzi didn't mention a word about guns and bullets.

Fat Li knows how attractive a gun is for a survivor. He had a good impression of Webster, and he didn't want something to happen because of it that he didn't want to see.

And Li Fat Man desperately needs these things now, and he will definitely not give them to Webster. As for whether to separate from Webster after going out, Li Fatzi hasn't thought about it yet, so he can only talk about it then.

Finley had been gone for a long time, and everyone waited left and right to see that he hadn't come back yet. So they all sat on the ground, and some even dozed off. Li Fatzi looked at the few napping women, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Your hearts are really big.

Li Fatzi had actually seen through Finley's little Jiujiu a long time ago.

Finley is a businessman, even if it is the end of the world, how can the habits developed in decades of business life be so easily erased? The reason why Finley fled with this group of women naturally had his purpose.

Fat Li doesn't believe Finley is a philanthropist. What he wants to do is actually the same as Schneider, not only to save his two girlfriends, but also to add five new 'girlfriends'. Since then, he has lived a happy life as a queen and seven queens.

In this regard, Li Fatzi did not stand on the moral high ground and scolded Finley.

If you insist on taking these women away. Li Fatzi believes that in less than a week, they will definitely die a few left. Instead of saving them, this is harming them.

If they were with Finley, they might be wronged, but they wouldn't have to worry about their lives. And Finley isn't going to be a jerk better than Schneider, right?

So, it looks like Finley is bullying them. But he was the one who really saved them.

Alas! The end of the world!

Now that the world has become like this, many things cannot be handled by common sense. Is forcibly taking these women away to save them? Is it a disservice to them to leave them here?

There are no absolutes in everything, but judging from the current situation, Li Fatzi thinks that staying is a better choice for them.

Li Fatzi is not afraid of turning his face with Finley, and he will no longer have any scruples after getting the gun anyway. But for the sake of these poor women. Li Fatzi still decided to leave silently with Webster. Of course, they also had to take the Donald with them. It was both part of the deal and an attempt to save his life.

The only variable that Li Fatzi is worried about now is the red-haired woman named Angela.

Ever since she met this woman, she had been acting unusually, very different from the other women.

It's not too early now, and hopefully nothing will go wrong.

Fat Li looked down at his watch. It's past eight o'clock in the morning, and it's already light outside. This point in time is the time when the zombies are most depressed, which is very beneficial to Li Fatzi's rescue operation.

After waiting for a while, the women could no longer sit still.

Finley had been gone for so long, and they began to wonder if Finley had escaped alone. Fortunately, before the situation became more serious, the old man Finley finally returned with two bags on his back out of breath.

For Finley's return, some people are even more excited than Li Fatzi.

A pretty woman quickly ran over, grabbed Finley's arm and never let it go. Li Fatzi watched the turbulent murder weapon rub against Finley's arm, and couldn't help but swallow and spit at the mouth.

Finley has said before that he has two girlfriends, one of whom is the unusually behaving Angela. If you guessed correctly, this girl who was very passionate about Finley should be his other girlfriend, Elena.

Finley still had business to do, so he let the woman go and wait for him. Elena was the opposite of Angela, she stood very well-behaved, and her eyes never took off Old Finley.

Under everyone's gaze, Old Man Finley walked up to Webster and Fat Lee, and threw the two backpacks to them. This journey can make him miserable, but this is his own decision, and he can't blame others.

Fat Li and Webster opened their backpacks and checked them, and they were full of food, but Finley didn't play with it.

Most of them are canned food, snacks, instant noodles, dried pasta and rice, so you don't have to worry about the expiration date.

Fat Li closed his backpack and raised an eyebrow at Finley, signaling that it was time for him to give himself a gun and bullets. Finley sighed, reluctantly took out another cowhide bag from his pocket and handed it directly to Li Fatzi.

Li Fatzi was also a rich second generation before, and he had seen all kinds of precious and rare things. As soon as the things arrived in his hands, he knew that the cowhide bag alone was worth a lot, not to mention the things inside.

Li Fatzi carefully opened the cowhide bag and took out the legendary Nepalese saber from inside. The Nepalese saber was wide, but not long, even shorter than the machete they had used before. The whole knife looks somewhat similar to the shape of the force marker, and the curve of the blade is very comfortable to look at.

Just by looking at the scabbard, you can know that the grade of this weapon must not be worse. Li Fatzi didn't open the scabbard to admire it again, and after a few glances, he directly handed it to Webster on the side.

Li Fatzi had already thought about it before, and Webster had helped a lot along the way, and this Nepalese saber was given to him. In this way, the guns and bullets are more comfortable to hold by themselves.

Webster looked surprised at first, then took the saber and played with it. Men, what kind of knives and guns they like are innate.

Webster unsheathed his knife and immediately went to the side to find a barrel to try his knife. Taking advantage of Webster's departure, Li Fatzi also checked the remaining contents of the paper bag.

Finley did as he asked and gave him a Glock 17 pistol.

The reason why Li Fatzi made such a request was naturally because he also had another police Glock 17 pistol in his pocket. In this way, the fifty rounds of ammunition can be used universally, and Li Fatzi has become a man with two pistols as before.

After carefully inspecting this gun, Li Fatzi found that although they were both Glock 17 type, there were still some differences between the two guns.

The one Finley gave was more like the standard Glock 17, and its biggest feature was its ease of use: it was fired by pressing the trigger, and the finger was automatically safed when the finger was off the trigger.

If the pistol falls to the ground or falls out of the hand, the trigger safety device automatically remains in a safe state to avoid a misfire.

To put it simply, you can shoot directly without opening the safe.

And the two Glock 17s before Li Fatzi both had safety devices, and they were specially modified for safety reasons.

Other than that, Li Fatzi didn't find any problems. Although there are some differences between the two guns in terms of safety devices, the bullets are the same model, so there is no need to worry.

After checking the gun, Li Fatzi still wanted to check the bullets, but at this time Webster had already returned from trying the knife. Looking at his happy face, he was obviously very satisfied with this Nepalese saber.

Li Fatzi hurriedly glanced at the bullet and saw that it was indeed a 9mm Parabellum pistol bullet, so he stuffed the cowhide bag into the side pocket of the backpack.

He had just tried the weight, and the number of bullets should be around fifty, so he couldn't be wrong.

Haha, the fat man made the right bet! This old man Finley really didn't let himself down! (To be continued.) )