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

Chapter 32 Listen to your sister
Mu Cang was outside the cubicle, his line of sight was blocked by Si Mian's huge backpack, and he could only see the man kicking and kicking with his short legs.

Within 20 seconds, there was no movement.

Si Mian got up, exited quickly, and closed the compartment door.

"nailed it?"

Mu Cang glanced up and down, and saw that Si Mian was panting slightly and was not injured.

"Well, I got dizzy, gagged my mouth again, and clasped my hand backwards."

Simian walked towards the window, patted his lower back casually, and quietly wiped the blood from his fingertips cleanly on his belt.

Mu Cang said: "Then you have to fasten it."

She stood next to the cubicle and listened attentively. It was quiet inside, and she was curiously about to open the door to take a look, but she heard Si Mian from the window calling, "Sister, do me a favor."

"Hey, good."

Mu Cang hurried to the window, followed Si Mian's instructions, and lifted up one end of the steel bar.

She only heard a crisp sound of "bang", Si Mian had already pulled out a steel bar, and even the steel bar she was holding on to loosened a lot.

In less than a minute, he removed the steel bars on two guardrails, exposing a gap of about 1 centimeters.

However, there were no branches of the old locust tree on the second floor, only the bare trunk, which was five or six meters away. They could not reach the tree, so they could only rappel down.

Mu Cang pointed to the mountaineering bag hanging on Simian's chest, "There is a zipline suit in this side pocket."

Simian opened the side bag and quickly fixed the rope on the window frame. "I'll throw my sister's backpack down first. It will fall to the ground soon so that I can use my strength to stand on my tiptoes."

"Okay." Mu Cang nodded, and then patted his son's back reassuringly, "Don't be afraid, Zai Zai, it's much safer than last time."

After Si Mian hung the safety buckle on her body, she bent her legs under the window, "Sister, step on it."

Mu Cang's height made it difficult to step up without using strength, she stepped on Si Mian's femur without hesitation, grabbed the window frame and jumped onto the window sill.

She was holding on to the rope, with her back turned outward, staring at the wall, and when she was slowly descending, she heard a gunshot!
It came from the compartment locked by Si Mian!

She asked: "Didn't you tie your hands?"

The sound of gunshots was particularly loud in the research institute where the battle had cooled down. Within 30 seconds, someone would definitely come to the bathroom.

"Sister, speed up by yourself!"

Simian turned around and walked towards the compartment where he was locked up just now.

"Be careful!"

Mu Cang's zipline went down another half meter, and she could only see the ceiling on the second floor.

Simian opened the compartment door, and bright red blood trickled out from the man's neck. The towel stuck on it was soaked, and blood dripped from the skirt of his clothes to the toilet and onto the ground.

He was worried that the blood would splatter too fast and overflow the compartment, which would scare his sister, so the cut wound was a little shallower, but he didn't expect to give this person the opportunity to shoot and report.

Simian looked at the rough hands, still holding the trigger tightly, and smiled scornfully, "Sister is right, I should tie your hands behind your back."

"Si Mian!"

Suddenly, Mu Cang's terrified voice came from outside the window!
Si Mian dodged, and she had already jumped onto the window sill. When she looked down, she saw a pair of gray and black arms stretched out from the window on the first floor, tightly clasping the Oxford cloth under her childcare strap, and pulling her in.

Mu Cang didn't dare to use force, for fear of hurting his son, so he had to be grabbed by those arms and dragged in. The watermelon knife she pinned behind her was falling on the grass.

Simian didn't lock the buckle, just grabbed the rope and slid down, landing neatly on the ground.

He picked up the watermelon knife on the ground, turned over and jumped into the window on the first floor.

Mu Cang was clamping down on the rotten zombie's arms, Xiao Zai took the opportunity to smash the little robot on its face, and the mother and son cooperated tacitly.

When Simian rolled over and came in, he saw that they were evenly matched and still in a stalemate.

He patted Zai Zai, who was gnashing his teeth, and motioned him to move the little robot away.

The moment Xiao Zai moved away, Si Mian, who was standing behind Mu Cang, raised her arm lightly, lowered his head slightly, his gaze was in line with her, his warm breath lingered around her neck, and he said, "Sister, shoot like this. "

boom--

A steel needle the size of a toothpick penetrated between the zombie's eyebrows, leaving only the small red fish tail at the end exposed.

Mu Cang was so frightened by the sudden appearance of zombies that he broke out in a cold sweat. His heartbeat was still pounding like thunder. He didn't even notice how intimately Si Mian was standing behind her, holding up her arm with the crossbow in one hand and holding her in the other. Holding her waist.

"Thank you."

By the time she came to her senses, Simian had already turned aside to pull out the steel needle on the zombie's forehead. After a brief disinfection, he put the steel needle back into the built-in quiver.

"Mom, don't be afraid."

Xiao Zai was very close to his mother, he could feel his mother's heartbeat, like playing a drum.

"Mom is not afraid. Is Zaizai injured?"

Mu Cang tilted his head to check whether Xiao Zai was injured on his back.

Si Mian took the opportunity to retract the zipline outside the window, repair the indentations on the grass, and hang the backpack back on his body. After returning to the men's room again, he adjusted the curtains back to their previous appearance.

Mu Cang picked up the watermelon knife on the ground, calmed down, and then looked seriously at the zombie stuck in a corner. He was wearing a clean white chef uniform without any blood stains.

The only external injury was between the eyebrows.

So he was not a zombie who was infected after being bitten, but the first wave, who turned into a zombie after being stained with black snow.

Mu Cang sighed, "I thought the institute was very clean."

She thought that the people in the research institute had already evacuated in an orderly manner, but she didn't expect to meet the uncle chef in the cafeteria here.

Si Mian had already walked to the door of the men's bathroom, he looked at the lock and pushed it out.

Mu Cang adjusted the childcare sling, walked over with a knife, and asked, "Do you want to go inside?"

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a noise coming from outside, almost subconsciously, she dragged Si Mian into the corner.

When I turned my body to look out, I realized that I couldn't see the inside of the men's toilet from the angle of the window. Although the privacy curtain didn't move at all, I could faintly hear the sound of searching back and forth nearby.

Si Mian was pushed against the wall by Mu Cang's sudden drag. When he lowered his head, he could see her curly long eyelashes.

Ignoring the small light bulb squeezed between them, this position was like being banged against her wall, and just thinking about it made my blood boil.

"Sister, guess why they didn't sweep the first floor?"

Si Mian placed Xiao Zai, who was trying to turn his head to look at him, on Mucang's clothes again. His eyes only reflected her.

This men's room was not secret, there was a zombie hidden in it, but no one found it, which meant that those people had never been to the first floor.

Did they disdain to sweep the first floor, or did they deliberately avoid the first floor?
Mu Cang fell into deep thought for a moment.

Simian listened to the footsteps outside the window. After making sure that the footsteps were far away, he patted her shoulder and looked at the door.

Mu Cang got out of the way and saw him return to the door, taking out a dagger and trying to pry the door buckle. Then she asked, "The door is locked from the outside. Is it to lock the chef?"

(End of this chapter)