Doomsday housewives: the head of the family does not bow down

Chapter 115
"Strange?" Mu Cang frowned, she had expected that the convoy must have clashed with a group of new intruders.

But why are these new intruders said to be very strange people?
Tan Mingyu rubbed his brows, and after thinking, he said: "Their purpose is very strange. They will shoot them without distinction, whether they are humans or zombies."

Mu Cang hugged his son, went to the window, and looked out——

In the misty rain, only the outlines of a dozen or so armored vehicles could be seen faintly.

These armored vehicles were parked in an open space about 500 meters away from the funeral home, like a checkpoint, firmly blocking the entire funeral home.

Lu Youran, Uncle Niu and others also leaned over to look out.

Lu Youran suddenly exclaimed: "Holy shit! Such a huge formation! Who is this?"

She climbed on the glass, winked for a while, and wanted to poke her head out curiously, but she didn't dare to be rash, so she complained repeatedly: "Hey, in this terrible weather, I can't see these big guys clearly!"

As she said that, she took out a lipstick-sized telescope from her bosom, pulled it twice, looked outside, and immediately became excited, "Tsk tsk tsk, these brothers are so handsome, they all have handsome faces."

Mu Cang asked, "Can you lend me a look?"

"Of course, it's a great honor." Lu Youran handed the exquisite small telescope to Mucang in a flattering manner.

Mu Cang looked outside, and after just taking a look, he put down the telescope, rubbed his eyes, looked at Lu Youran with confusion, and asked, "Toy..."

Lu Youran was aggrieved, "Sister, don't you have bad eyesight. This was my birthday present when I was 12 years old. I relied on this artifact to watch my brother's concert outside Baihe. It's super clear."

"Okay." Mu Cang raised the telescope again. He didn't have a choice anyway. This little toy was much worse than Simian's telescope. The observation distance was limited. If he concentrated a little, he would get dizzy easily.

She adjusted the focus for a while, and then she saw the armored vehicle clearly.

The body of the armored vehicle is printed with some weird patterns, like some kind of flowers blooming in full bloom, or like birds spreading their wings.

She only felt vaguely familiar, and just as she was thinking about it, the lock on the balcony clicked.

Simian returned from the terrace, looked at the people hanging in the motorcade, and asked Uncle Xiang Niu, "Did you find any medical kits when you searched the room before?"

Uncle Niu nodded again and again, and then he came to his senses, and hurriedly ran in from the window, "Yes, yes, yes! I'll go get it right away."

The people in the motorcade were slumped on the ground and moaning, and they all looked at Si Mian in great surprise when they heard the sound.

Xiao Zai jumped down from Mu Cang's arms, trotted towards Tan Mingyu, touched her hand and comforted her: "Aunt Tan, don't be afraid, brother Si Mian is a doctor, he can save everything."

Si Mian's forehead twitched, took the medicine box that Uncle Niu handed over, and started to deal with the feather arrow on Tan Mingyu's arm. At the same time, he said to the crowd on the carpet, "Others, line up according to the severity of their injuries."

"it is good!"

"OK, thanks."

"thank you."

People in the convoy began to line up spontaneously at Tan Mingyu's feet.

Tan Mingyu still had a cold face, letting Si Mian draw the arrow without frowning.

Mu Cang looked at Xiao Zai, who was blowing on the wound, and pulled him back into his arms, "Don't make trouble."

How could the little guy care so much about the second in command of the team after being apart for so long?

Is it Stockholm Syndrome?
Impossible, impossible, it's only been over an hour.

Xiao Zai seemed to sense his mother's doubts, and suddenly explained: "Aunt Tan was injured to protect the cub."

Hearing this, Mu Cang looked at Tan Mingyu with more doubts.

Tan Mingyu didn't even raise his head, he just looked calmly at the flesh and blood that had been turned out by the arrow.

Lu Youran picked up the arrow next to it, sniffed it, and said, "Fortunately, this arrow is not poisonous. Hey, what era do you think this is? People use hot weapons for massacres. Why are we only in the queue when it's our turn?" Cold weapon, who is this looking down upon?"

Si Mian: "It's not that they only have cold weapons. The reason why they didn't make any noise is that they are afraid that some fish will slip through the net and escape."

Lu Youran looked at Si Mian vigilantly, and asked, "Are you familiar with their behavior?"

"Next." Si Mian tied a knot in the medical bandage, then raised his chin and pointed in the direction of the terrace, "They are installing bombs near the funeral home. You will know when you go and take a look."

Hearing that not only Lu Youran, but also many people in the convoy, dragging their sick bodies, hurried towards the direction of the terrace.

Tan Mingyu waved his arm, "It's well bandaged. Thank you."

Si Mian didn't reply, and only concentrated on dealing with the second wounded, and there were seven or eight people in line behind him.

Mu Cang hugged Xiao Zai, and sat on a chair beside him, his eyes were like everyone else's, staring at Si Mian's action of treating the wound, but his mind was rapidly recalling why the pattern on the armored car was so familiar.

She must have never encountered such a strange pattern in her life, it was encountered after the end of the day...

Which part of the journey after the end of the world did you meet...

"Ah! I thought of it!"

Mu Cang's sudden exclamation scared everyone present to look at her.

Only then did she come to her senses and found that Si Mian had dealt with the last wounded.

Lu Youran and the others were also cursing and pushing open the French windows on the balcony and walking into the house.

Lu Youran: "I'm sorry! There are people patrolling all around, for fear that we can fly out with our wings!"

Uncle Niu was uneasy and said, "Second brother, those people are indeed planting bombs nearby. They also dug tunnels to drain away the accumulated water downstairs."

Da Chuan's eyes turned red again with worry, "Second brother, did these bastards deliberately let us run into the funeral parlor? They want to catch them all, and they don't bother to waste bows and crossbows."

The people in the convoy had just passed through the rain of corpses and arrows, which confirmed that bombs were being planted downstairs, and all of them were so frightened that they couldn't even care about the pain on their bodies.

Tan Mingyu didn't answer what the team brothers said, but only looked at Mu Cang complicatedly, and asked, "You said just now, what did you think of?"

Mu Cang frowned slightly, and after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't want to cause trouble, so he said, "I mean... I thought about why the wave of morticians had to leave in a hurry."

She pointed to the corpse of the man in a suit that Uncle Niu moved to the corner, "The group in charge of negotiating should be the same group as the group downstairs."

Uncle Niu leaned over Tan Mingyu's ear and muttered quickly recounting what happened after leaving, as well as Mu Cang and others' previous speculations.

In this gap of information, Si Mian has already dealt with the last wounded person.

He tidied up the medicine box again, and said to Mu Cang, "Even if they are not the same group of people, they should still be the ones who know the same secret. Therefore, their purpose is the same, if they are not to gather, they are to be strangled."

(End of this chapter)