As soon as he opened the door, Glenn saw a tall, slightly hunched figure calling out on the lawn next door, holding something in his hand.

The old man heard the door open and turned around. When he saw it was Glenn, he paused and seemed to want to ask something, but stopped.

Just a sinister smile.

If it were the original owner, he would probably have been scared into the house and locked the door.

But Glenn now is not afraid of the other party, and he also responds with a faint smile.

The old man's expression froze, as if he was wondering why this cowardly boy was so brave today?

With a cold snort, the old man took his things back to his room and closed the door heavily.

He didn't find the dog's body? Glenn turned his gaze away from his neighbor and looked toward the spot where the pit bull had died the night before.

There was indeed nothing there, and he couldn't help but look solemn.

Take a few big steps to that location and squat down.

At a close distance, he still found some shallow bloodstains, which seemed to have been brushed or licked by something.

There really is something wandering around here at night, but I don't know what it is? I'll take a look when I have time Glenn stood up again, looked at the old man's house again, and then turned back to the house.

He ran straight to the utility room, found a wooden stick of unknown use, swung it vigorously, and found it to be quite useful.

That's you.

Although Glenn was confident in his skills, this was not a reason to be careless, after all, the other party had a gun.

The bearded man's revolver was lost in the woods. We can pick it up after the robbery. We can use it as long as we get the bullets Glenn thought and walked out of the house.

The town was still quiet, and the distant view was engulfed by fog, which was a common weather condition in this area.

There are sunny days, but they are rare. If it were not for the testimony of memory, outsiders would definitely think this is an empty town shrouded in fog all year round.

Glenn walked out of the yard, keeping an eye on his surroundings while thinking about how to deal with a conflict.

With a light leap, he jumped over the guardrail and landed on the old man's lawn. He hid the stick behind him, walked to the door and raised his hand to knock.

Boom, boom.

After two crisp knocks on the door, Glenn waited quietly.

After waiting for a long time, there was no movement from the wooden door in front of me.

What's the matter? Shouldn't this old guy rush out and beat me?

Old man, I have something to talk to you about. Open the door quickly! I won't hurt you! I promise! Glenn knocked and shouted, while adding in his mindit's just a robbery.

I knocked outside for a long time, but there was no movement from inside!

Glenn switched from knocking to patting, and the dull knocking became much louder, but it was still useless.

Could it be that he disappeared out of thin air in there? Glenn stopped knocking on the door, thought for a moment, and then said:

Don't you want to know where your dear baby is?

As soon as he finished speaking, Glenn clearly heard a clanging sound coming from the house.

Should he come out now? Glenn was ready, staring at the wooden door in front of him.

But he overthought it.

Still no movement, Glenn's eyes twitched and veins on his forehead stood out.

In that case, don't blame me for breaking in! Glenn took a few steps back and kicked suddenly!

Bang!

The not-so-strong wooden door was kicked open. Glenn did not rush in directly, but quickly moved to the left. Sure enough, he heard a gunshot.

Bang!

The old man inside who was raising his gun as if to shoot did not seem to expect the target to dodge. He was stunned for a moment, but immediately prepared to reload and fire a second shot.

However, Glenn had already rushed into the house at an extremely fast speed, raised the wooden stick and hit the old man's head hard!

In a hurry, the old man could only raise his gun to block.

The old man was startled by the huge vibration in his arm.

But before the old man could make the next reaction, he felt a heavy blow to his stomach and almost vomited out his overnight meal.

He swung the shotgun around, trying to hit his opponent with it, but it was pointless for the experienced Glenn.

He had received professional training in his previous life and had his own ways to deal with armed enemies.

Taking advantage of the old man's weakness, Glenn grabbed the shotgun and kicked the man away.

Old man, I advise you to be honest, otherwise

Glen Mosseau held the shotgun in his hand, looked at the tall old man who slowly stood up, and said threateningly.

The man was about 1.9 meters tall and had thick arms. He looked like a tough guy, but his disheveled appearance made it easy for people to let down their guard.

I don't know what's wrong with you, kid, but you'd better not think you're so great. I don't think our neighbors will like residents who are too noisy.

The old man spat out a mouthful of blood and said in a hoarse voice.

He must have noticed something was wrong with me just now, so he changed his usual domineering style and hid in the house Glenn did not answer the old man's question, but said:

Where do you keep the food at home? Tell me and I will show mercy and spare your life.

This sudden change of topic made the old man stunned for a moment, What do you mean?

What do you mean? I'm here to rob! Can't you see that? I'm very hungry now, please don't waste my time, otherwise I don't mind making you suffer a little. Glenn looked impatient.

The old man's face darkened, but he finally raised his hand slowly and pointed to a room in the house, saying, They are allin the kitchen.

Glenn didn't hesitate, shouldering his gun and strode towards the direction the old man pointed.

Soon, the old man heard the sound of rummaging in the kitchen, followed by the sound of chewing.

He sat on the ground, not knowing what attitude to take for a moment.

What on earth had this kid gone through? He was like a completely different person, and he had such amazing skills? Could he be possessed by a ghost? The old man thought to himself.

The old man's kitchen was even richer than Glenn's. The food almost filled up the cupboards, making Glenn very satisfied.

Only after he had eaten his fill did he have the leisure to examine himself.

From the fight with the old man just now, I can clearly feel that my physical strength has surpassed that of ordinary people, including myself in my previous life If Glenn had not stopped the punch that just decided the outcome, the opponent would probably not have been able to stand up again.

All the wounds from yesterday have healed, leaving almost no traces. This is also quite strange

I felt something filling up some of my blood vessels, strengthening my muscles. When did the change occur? I was very weak when I first came here, and I forgot what I felt Glenn clenched his fists, feeling the surging power.

He stopped thinking, and walked up to the old man again, saying sincerely, Thank you for your hospitality. Don't feel wronged. Didn't you bully me in the same way before? I think you also know that this is the result of karma. As for the shotgun, I'll take it away.

Under the old man's angry gaze, Glenn walked out of the house.