As a metropolis of a million people, there are several police stations, and Kingsley's father worked in an office building across the street from a police station, which she knows a little bit.

The street was deserted, only the sound of chains, although there were no zombies in sight, but the three of them knew that there were countless zombies lurking in the dark places of the buildings on both sides of the road.

In the yard of the police station is a small flower bed, untended, and the plants have grown out of shape.

"You wait outside, I'll go in and get the rest of the weapon. ”

Ke Mingde confessed, left the two outside, and entered the police station alone.

There was no light, and the corridor on the first floor was pitch black, and dozens of zombies stayed inside.

Ke Mingde didn't want to cause more trouble, so he hid his breath, walked through the cracks, and walked to the equipment warehouse according to the scanned building structure drawing.

The steel gate was tightened, and Ke Mingde glanced at it, and there was no zombie in the police station wearing a police uniform, and it seemed that the key could not be found.

He slapped a few times around the door frame, and he was so angry that he pierced the wall and smashed the concrete around the entire safety door.

Then he put his palm on the façade, sucked it firmly with his true qi, and pulled it out, and the entire door, along with the metal door frame, was completely pulled out.

Some broken cement blocks fell, and Ke Mingde put the safety door against the wall in the corridor and lowered it gently, without alarming the corpses.

The equipment warehouse is one cabinet after another, and the tin cabinet is hung with clothes, and there are bulletproof vests, stab-proof suits, explosion-proof helmets and other rooms.

Electric batons hung on the wall, and the lattice below was filled with a row of blast-proof shields, on which rested a dozen explosion-proof steel forks.

Ke Mingde lifted a pole, weighing two kilograms, made of stainless steel, retractable, up to two meters long, and the front section was a half-moon fork.

With two waves, it happened that a zombie passed through the doorway and wandered into the equipment warehouse, and Ke Mingde forked the zombie on the wall.

"For ordinary people, to deal with zombies, it is very suitable to use explosion-proof steel forks, which can not only protect their own safety, but also subdue the enemy, but unfortunately it can't be killed!"

Ke Mingde gave it a try, then tossed the fork aside and walked over to a metal safe.

The safe is chest-high, made of steel plates one centimeter thick, with keyholes and cipher plates, and the latch is a thumb-thick steel bar that requires both a code and a key to open.

In the cabinet were guns and bullets, and Ke Mingde was determined to get them.

He pulled out a short sword from the space mirror, the sword was one inch wide, the pattern on the blade was like a bird's feather, light and thin, named Yan Ling, it was a treasure in Zao Wouji's tomb, not to mention sharpening iron like mud, it was also sharp and difficult.

Infused with true qi, it is enough to cut steel.

Ke Mingde tried, but unfortunately the crack in the door of the safe was extremely narrow, and Yan Ling's short sword couldn't be inserted.

"Don't hurt the gunpowder inside. ”

Ke Mingde frowned, and pressed his left palm against the crack of the safe door, a scorching heat emanating from his palm, and the air was scorching to the point of distortion.

It is the specialty of the Hongyuan Patriarch of the Five Thunder Sect, the iron smelter.

On that day, the Hongyuan Patriarch held the Providence of Heaven at four o'clock, and transported the iron-smelting hand, and the gold plated by Ke Mingde on the treasure was melted and dripped.

Although Ke Mingde's skill is not as profound as Hongyuan, it is already in the realm of human immortals, and he has eight hundred degrees if he transports iron smelters.

A fleshy palm, under the protection of true qi, clings to the increasingly hot steel.

Even if it is the body of a human immortal, it can't help but be so heated, and it is thanks to the protection of true qi that the physical body can be protected.

Human beings rely on tools to accomplish things that the physical body cannot do, and for qi practitioners, true qi is a tool and a source of strength.

The steel was burned hot by the raging true qi, exuding an iron smell, slightly soft, Ke Mingde used the true qi to protect the short sword, squeezed open the crack of the door, and with a bang, cut the lock pillar in two.

When the cabinet door was opened, there was a note on the gun rack, marked with model specifications, a sniper rifle at the top, and a total of twelve pistols in two rows below.

At the bottom is the bullet box, with a total of 500 pistol rounds and 30 sniper rifle rounds.

Fortunately, Ke Mingde used true qi to isolate the high temperature, and the bullet did not explode.

Ke Mingde then opened another safe in this way, and obtained some tear gas and stun grenades, as well as some rubber bullets.

After spending four trips to load useful things onto the tricycle, the three of them continued to search the city in search of useful things.

It wasn't until mid-afternoon that they began to return home.

"These small-caliber firearms have very little effect on zombies, and they are better than nothing, but they are a big threat to me......"

Ke Mingde calculated in his heart that his current cultivation would not hurt ordinary people no matter what, and even if he used a firearm, it could only be effective if he took advantage of his negligence to slack off and sneak attack.

However, with firearms and bullets, they can already cause damage to him, and they cannot be underestimated.

However, he was confident that no one would be disrespectful to him, and the mind spell was not idle.

"Huh, there are other living people, who are survivors from elsewhere?"

Approaching the exit from the city, Ke Mingde used the scan to find five people in the northern suburbs, wearing layers of cotton clothes, one person on top of two bloated, sweat dripping down his chin.

Then he turned around and walked towards these people.

"Watch out for zombies!"

The five smashed the windows of the roadside cars with rocks and rummaged through everything useful.

"Look what I found!"

A middle-aged man who was half of his body into the carriage shouted excitedly, peeling off the candy paper with both hands, and inside was a hard candy that had been melted and solidified several times, sticky.

"A big bag of candy! I haven't tasted sweet in a long time!"

The middle-aged man said movingly, squinting his eyes and enjoying the rare sweetness.

"Give me a piece to taste!"

The person who was squatting on one side immediately said and took out the straw in his mouth.

"You smoke your oil first!"

"Be careful, there's movement!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and when the rest of the people heard this, they immediately jumped out of the car and looked around, ready to flee at any time.

"It's like a living person! It's a living person! And he's riding a tricycle!"

Said the man who looked at the wind.

A few people breathed a sigh of relief.

Ke Mingde rode over, and in order not to scare them, he temporarily put away the Zhengyang Baojian.

Walked up to the five people and looked up and down a few times.

His face was sallow and thin, obviously malnourished, and he was wrapped in layers of cotton clothes that exuded a stench smell.

Ke Mingde has a large number of them, and these five people are also observing Ke Mingde and the three.

The clothes are clean, the complexion is very good, and the chick is still wearing makeup, and she is alive and moisturized.

On another look, two tricycles were piled with goods, and a rifle was extremely eye-catching.

There were only three people on the opposite side, and one was a woman, with two carts of goods, and the five people were hot, but when they saw other pistols on their waists, they immediately calmed down.

"Where did you come from, and how many of them are there?"

Ke Mingde got straight to the point and directly used suggestion.