mtl008 Chapter 227 Trigger
Chapter 227 Trigger
In the morning at the Alexandria community, Spencer, who was in charge of the gate, was lying on the chair of the sentry tower, yawning continuously.
Spencer always says one thing in public and another behind others' backs. In the eyes of community residents, he is Deanna's eldest son and a reliable colleague.
No one knew that he would be lazy during work and drink after get off work. In order to create his own persona, Spencer even summed up many ways to slack off while guarding the goal to reduce fatigue at work.
For example, when guarding the gate, they only pay attention to the outside world and allow vehicles traveling inside to pass directly.
A moment later, two cars driven by minors left the community one after another within a few minutes, while Spencer, the gatekeeper, was still hiding in the sentry tower eating snacks without even looking out.
Alan and others who left the community first drove a green pickup truck. Patrick acted as the driver and stepped on the accelerator to speed on the road of the apocalypse.
Carl was sitting in the back seat, and he turned his body backwards and spotted the sedan not far behind them.
"Alan..."
"Stop the car, stop them and ask them what they are going to do." Alan said impatiently.
Ron and Enid were following them. Alan didn't want to bother with these two suicidal kids, but thinking about the impact on the community if something happened, she decided to ask them.
In this way, even if something goes wrong, Alan will have a reason to deal with the other party's parents.
Patrick slowed down and quickly stopped the pickup truck in the middle of the road.
Enid, who was driving the car, saw that Alan and the others had discovered their presence, and said to Ron in the passenger seat with a curled lip:
"See, I told you not to chase so closely. They've spotted us."
"Who told them to drive so fast... I don't want to come out here for nothing."
Ron replied irritably that if his alcoholic father knew about this, he would definitely be beaten up when he got home.
Enid slowed down the car and stopped on the road. At this point, she could only pretend to be calm and get out of the car to say hello to Alan and others.
"Hey, good morning, are you guys going out too?"
Enid waved at Carl and Patrick as they got out of the car, a smirk on her face.
Alan didn't get out of the car. He stuck one arm out of the window and waved to Carl who was waiting for instructions outside.
Carl turned around and saw Alan's actions, nodded immediately, and said to Enid: "You do not have the authority to go out, please return to the community immediately."
Enid's face froze. Her natural strength also gave her a strong self-esteem. She felt very uncomfortable when a girl younger than her acted like a big sister and ordered her subordinate Carl to teach her how to do things.
"You have no right to tell us what to do."
Without waiting for Enid to respond, Ron got out of the car and shouted at Carl with his neck stiff.
Carl didn't care about the other party's attitude. He glanced at Patrick. Patrick nodded and went close to the car window to ask Alan what to do.
"Ok."
As Patrick responded, Eric also got out of the car. The three boys looked at each other and approached Ron and Enid step by step.
"What are you going to do?" Enid took two steps back cautiously.
The two sides were only a dozen meters apart. Enid knew how powerful Carl and the others were. If a conflict occurred, she really couldn't beat Carl, who was a head shorter than her.
Karl and others said nothing.
Ron was a little nervous. In his eyes, the three boys opposite him suddenly became scary, like beasts ready to pounce.
"Don't come near us again."
Ron suddenly reached for his waist, and Carl and the others immediately triggered an instinctive reaction. Their hands turned into afterimages and they took out their pistols. Three black muzzles of the guns were immediately pointed at Ron.
Ron touched his waist twice and even looked down at the holster. When he touched the grip of the pistol, he looked up and found that the person on the opposite side was pointing a gun at him.
"You... I don't believe you will shoot."
Ron's forehead was covered with sweat. He glanced at Enid beside him. His boyish pride told him that he should not give in in front of the girl he liked.
"Don't move! Put down the gun!"
"I advise you not to do this!"
"Put down your gun and lie on the ground!!"
Carl, Eric, and Patrick spoke together to stop Ron.
However, the words of the three men seemed to make Ron more certain that they did not dare to shoot.
Ron smiled confidently and slowly pointed the gun at the three people. He didn't notice that outside the pickup truck in front of him, Alan's hand was holding a revolver in reverse, and the muzzle of the gun kept shaking, and it was unknown what he was aiming at.
Inside the pickup truck, Alan frowned as he looked at the image in the rearview mirror, trying to aim at the target behind him.
boom! !
Gunshots suddenly rang out, and Carl and others who were confronting Ron immediately lowered their bodies to avoid the bullets. Only Ron was still standing there stupidly.
The person who fired the shot was not the four people in the confrontation, but Alan in the car!
The bullet instantly hit Ron's raised pistol, shattering it into a pile of broken parts!
"Ahhhh!!!"
The sharp fragments scratched Ron's right hand, causing him to scream in pain.
"Do not!!"
Enid reacted on the spot and screamed in fear, thinking that Carl and the others had really opened fire.
Only Carl and the others who reacted quickly realized that the person who shot was Alan behind them.
"Tie them up and take them back, and ask the gatekeeper what they do for a living!!"
Alan had already gotten out of the car. She gave the three people an order, and Eric and Patrick immediately rushed to Enid and Ron, while Carl went to the back of the pickup truck to get the plastic straps.
Enid was so frightened that she didn't even bother to check Ron's injuries. She wanted to get into the car and drive away, but the cheetah-like Eric approached her and grabbed her shoulder.
"Calm down, he's fine, he just hurt his hand," Eric advised.
Enid looked back stiffly, and finally a trace of reason appeared in her mind. Maybe it was a mistake for her to come out with Ron.
"Okay...what are you going to do?" Enid swallowed and asked Eric hoarsely.
"Take you back."
Eric loosened his grip on Enid's shoulders.
Ron knelt on the ground in so much pain, tears and snot streaming down his face. He covered his bloody right hand, his eyes filled with disbelief and fear.
Alan taught him a good lesson that the path to power is full of pain.
Patrick walked up to the kneeling Ron, with a fierce look on his chubby face. He stretched out his right foot and kicked Ron fiercely:
"Mazefak!! How dare you point a gun at us!! Don't you understand the warning? Mazefak!!"
"what!!"
This time Ron was lying completely on the ground. The pain in his body made him curl up and he didn't dare to talk back.
Alan walked up to Patrick and frowned, saying, "What's wrong with you? You're swearing like Mor?"
"Actually, I learned this from Li."
Patrick touched the back of his head sheepishly, then took the plastic straps from Carl and leaned over to tie Ron's hands and feet tightly.