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

Chapter 87 Famous Double Standard
"Oh, okay." Xiao Zai turned around, handed Miaowu to his mother, and then took the initiative to open the sunshade, then knocked on the glass and called Brother Simian.

Mu Cang retracted into the passenger seat and called up the map that Meow had shown before. There was a white Mercedes-Benz RV on the map that was updated in real time.

She slid the map forward and zoomed in on the blue tile house she had noticed before, and found several figures moving slowly towards them.

Judging by its size, it doesn't look like a beast, and its speed is also slower than a beast. Could it be a zombie?

Si Mian jumped up to the door of the rear compartment, quickly changed his clothes and said, "The car is hung up and ready to go at any time."

Mu Cang asked: "Si Mian, are there any zombies ahead?"

Simian's expression did not change at all, and he simply said: "This farmhouse is not an abandoned farmhouse, but I found that there were many color-soaked wooden boards on the residue of the pig pen building that was moved out. Such a bloody massacre scene is not like this. The normal way of thinking is to slaughter livestock, so there are probably zombies lurking around."

Mu Cang pointed at the screen, "There is indeed one. Judging from the real-life pictures fed back by Meow, it is moving towards us."

Si Mian: "It should be that the RV made too much noise, which alarmed the surrounding zombies."

He stepped into the driver's seat, opened the window a little, and gestured to the RV in front of him.

Soon, the ambulance was dragged by the RV and slid towards the funeral home.

Mu Cang asked again: "We don't have a spare tire, do we need to change the car later?"

Xiao Zai reacted, shivered, and waved his hands in a panic, "No, Mom! Don't change to a funeral car."

Si Mian seriously thought about changing the car directly, but remodeling the body and compartment is not a small project, not to mention that the funeral parlor is no more than a maternity hospital, and there are not so many manpower and tools available.

He didn't want to change cars unless he had to.

It is not easy to have a stable mobile harbor when I no longer have a fixed place to live.

He said: "See if you can replace the tires on the hearse directly, as if it is the same model."

When he said this, Mu Cang realized that apart from the obvious difference in appearance, the two cars, black and white, seemed to be really the same model.

Just when they were thinking about how to take the road behind, they found that the Mercedes-Benz RV in front stopped.

Mu Cang looked around and asked, "What's going on? They stopped."

Simian pulled out the knife from her waist, "Sister, come to the driver's seat, I'll go and have a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, the RV in front began to honk the horn frantically, and the violent sound shook the rocks on both sides to crash.

"Si Mian!" Mu Cang pressed his arm, "Abnormal situation! Don't get out of the car yet!"

Si Mian lightly patted Mu Cang's hand, "If the situation is not right, I'll cut off the traction rope, our car can still carry a kilometer, and you kick the accelerator and rush into the funeral parlor! I'll follow."

Mu Cang: "But..."

The car door opened and Si Mian had jumped into the rain.

Mu Cang's worries could only be suppressed abruptly.

"Mother."

Xiao Zai was a little scared, hugging the little robot tightly and huddled in the safety seat.

Mu Cang comforted, "Don't be afraid, Zai Zai, it's fine."

She jumped into the driver's seat, and the sharp ax stood at the door.

As soon as Si Mian got out of the car, he noticed that the car in front of him was honking the horn more frequently. He was so shocked that the farmhouse in the mountain col behind collapsed again.

This time, the remaining half of the yard was also flooded.

He had no choice but to speed up and run forward with gestures.

As soon as he ran to the car, he saw the girl inside banging on the car window, sighing and saying SOS to him.

Si Mian's heart skipped a beat, and she wondered if the people in the car turned into zombies?
Just when he rushed to the front of the car, he saw the middle-aged man lying on the steering wheel, motionless, her wife and young son, one was honking the horn frantically, and the other was frightened and crying.

In front of the windshield, there were two zombies hanging against the glass window, gnawing inside.

Simian hit the car body with the handle of the knife to attract the zombie's attention, "Hey, look over here!"

One of the zombies stood still, but the other zombie had already opened its mouth and swooped towards Si Mian!

Si Mian dodged sideways, and at the same time, the blade unsheathed, and slashed towards the opponent's neck!

Seeing this, another zombie on the front of the car rushed towards his back. While dodging, Si Mian grabbed the long hair of one of the zombies, pressed its head against the car hood, and pierced the tip of the knife directly into his temple. !
His decisive and sharp blow caused the whistle in the RV to be louder!
When another zombie flew over again, he kicked it away and moved to the car door.

Si Mian yanked and found that the car door was locked.

He knocked on the front windshield and shouted, "Open the door!"

The hostess was in a panic and pressed randomly in the RV, as if she didn't know which button could unlock the door. The lights flashed randomly, and the wipers scraped randomly. The scene was very chaotic, and the little boy cried even more. , through the thunder, it can still penetrate Si Mian's ears.

He had never seen Xiao Zai cry so exaggeratedly, he almost thought that all children are easy to communicate with, but now it seems that it is not the case.

Si Mian was so restless that he gesticulated to communicate. When he was distracted for a moment, someone grabbed his ankle and pulled it suddenly, causing him to fall directly into the mud without thinking.

Simian kicked him hard, causing the nose and mouth of the clay-faced man who was sticking up to twist.

Only then did he realize that there were two zombies with broken legs under the car.

Without any hesitation, Si Mian simply hugged the bumped head, and the dagger in his hand passed directly through his temple, once again finishing off a zombie!
The other zombie is far away, so let’s let it go for now.

As soon as he stood up, he was struck by a force of gravity. When he staggered, the back of his head hit the rearview mirror. With a click, the shattered glass made the back of his neck warm.

The zombies that rushed towards him became even more excited when they smelled the blood. They hung onto Simian's shoulders, and a smelly mouth was already close at hand.

Si Mian held his face down and slammed it on the broken glass behind his shoulder, and then killed him with another blow!

At this time, he pulled the car door and it was still locked. The hostess inside was already crying, with most of the curlers on her head falling off. She was disheveled and kept beating the middle-aged man who fell on the steering wheel.

Si Mian patted the car window, signaling her not to open the door, but to open the window.

The woman realized that she would open the window. While wiping away the tears that blurred her vision, she looked for the button and opened the window.

Simian motioned for her to step aside, then jumped up and jumped into the car, climbing on the window frame.

"go away!"

He wiped the back of his painful head, and his hands were covered with blood.

Seeing that he was injured, the adults and children in the car cried even harder.

(End of this chapter)