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

Chapter 99 There Are Three Groups of People
The originally transparent glass windows were covered with cellophane in the shape of colorful butterflies. Dim and colorful light leaked from the cellophane and reflected on the pale and cold tiles.

Mu Cang said in surprise: "There are windows."

Simian walked over, took a closer look, pressed the lock button, and pulled it to the right - it didn't move at all.

Mu Cang asked: "It won't be welded to death from the outside, right?"

She motioned Xiao Zai to stand where she was, and then went to the window to help.

She and Si Mian stood on each side, each holding onto a glass window, and at the same time exerting force, moving towards the card slots on both sides.

These two glass windows are like decorations hanging on the wall, no matter how they are pushed or pulled, they will not move at all.

Mu Cang had already used all his strength to chop up the zombies, but now the veins stood out on his forehead, and he said through gritted teeth, "Why don't we just smash the glass."

As soon as she finished speaking, the glass that Si Mian was holding onto cracked and was suddenly pulled away!

Before they had time to be happy, a person suddenly fell from above, with a rope tied around his waist, his limbs hanging backwards, his bald head was twisted sideways, and a big bloody hole was pulled out of his soft belly, bleeding The intestines that came out were blown by the strong wind outside the window, and slapped Mu Cang's face, which was wet and sticky, and still warm.

"Hoo hoo hoo hoo..."

The alopecia areata's head was twisted 180 degrees, and the eyes that were dying were gradually smudged by black, staring at the living person in the window with the intent of death.

Everything happened so fast. At the moment when the window was opened, before Mu Cang had time to react, the crossbow arrow in Simian's hand had already pierced the twisting zombie-turned human head. Just as he reached out to retrieve the steel needle on the head. At that moment, another pair of hands grabbed the window frame.

This time, it was the hand reaching out from the left.

Simian only raised his eyes once, and without caring about retrieving the steel needle, he directly picked up the petrified Mu Cang, held Xiao Zai in one hand and ran towards the door.

Mu Cang stumbled and followed, came back to his senses, and subconsciously turned his head to look out the window. A bald head stained with blood was jumping in from the window with a grinning grin.

"Si Mian, let go!"

Mu Cang split the latch of the middle house with an axe, and blocked the iron door panel on the aisle.

At the same time, Si Mian rushed to the door with Xiao Zai in his arms. He kicked open the iron bed blocking the door and shouted, "Sister, follow!"

When Mu Cang quickly rushed out of the room, she tripped over the head at the door and fell down. She didn't care to get up, and almost scrambled and chased after Si Mian.

"Upstairs or downstairs?"

After pausing for a second at the corner of the stairs, they rushed downstairs together.

If I read correctly, the zombie with a rope around his waist was hanging down from the third floor.

His abdomen was warm and he was alive before the blink of an eye. Who knows what might happen, but he would be emptied and turned into a zombie.

The bald head fled from the next room towards the room they were in. The third room was a dark room without windows, which meant that there was an unknown danger in the first room or the second room.

Just when Mu Cang, Simian, and Xiao Zai rushed to the first floor, the original door was stuck obliquely by a huge vermilion coffin, and in the exposed hole was a huge pink suitcase and... A big PP in a gauze skirt, with those two thick legs, was trying to kick out, and the lace was ripped by the zipper of the suitcase.

"Quick! Push her!"

Mu Cang rushed over, pressed the opponent's waist and pushed it out.

Si Mian hugged Xiao Zai, looked at the two white silk thighs, didn't know where to start, suddenly, a head with black eyes poked in from another gap in the coffin.

"Sister be careful!"

"Mom be careful!"

Mu Cang dodged to avoid the zombie-like head.

Simian grabbed her forearm and ran to the cremation area on the right, "Sister, don't worry about it, that fat girl is probably a zombie already."

Mu Cang glanced one last time, and saw that the zombie's head poking in was struggling to stalk its neck, arching under the fluffy gauze skirt.

The three small buildings of Qishan Funeral Parlor are connected to each other, and the only independent one is the small room where Mu Cang stayed overnight last night.

They hurried through the long corridor and rushed into the cremation area.

The cremation area is at the end of the corridor, separated by a simple iron gate.

The iron gate was locked, and Si Mian was about to split the lock, but Mu Cang quickly stopped him: "Keep the lock, let's climb over!"

One more door is also an extra layer of defense.

Si Mian nodded, and threw Xiao Zai onto his back, "Hold tight."

"Yeah." Xiao Zai tightly strangled Si Mian's neck, he was very familiar with this wave of operations.

Si Mian took the lead in climbing over the iron gate, covering for Mu Cang while paying attention to the situation on the other side of the iron gate.

After jumping off the iron gate, Mu Cang saw Simian walk into a small room of about five square meters beside the iron gate, and said, "This is the duty room, sister, let's rest for a while."

Mu Cang nodded, and sat slumped on the hard plank bed covered with only a bamboo mat. She wiped her face with her sleeves indiscriminately, always feeling that she had a strange smell on her body.

"Mom, you stink."

He had already dug out the paper ball in Xiao Zai's nose, and was now flashing the wind with his hands.

"Has your sense of smell returned?"

Mu Cang twitched the tip of her nose, and an indescribable stench loomed in the air. She remembered the feeling of wet, greasy, and warm intestines slapped on her face. She immediately lay down on the bedside and started fucking again. Vomited.

Si Mian locked the door of the duty room, gave a chestnut to Xiao Zai who was watching the play, and then searched in the duty room.

There was an old-fashioned hot water bottle under the table. He shook it and found it was heavy and still contained a lot of water.

It's just that the towel hanging on the wall is dirty, torn and hard, like a dried fish.

He poured some water into the cap of the thermos bottle, then tore it off the vest that was worn inside.

Mu Cang raised his head and shook his head, this scene is very familiar, that's how her little sling was damaged.

Si Mian moistened the clean cloth with water and handed it to Mu Cang, "Sister, wipe your face."

Mu Cang thanked me and took the towel, "That's it. Don't dislike it. If I have the chance, I will definitely jump into the river and take a big bath."

Xiao Zai covered his mouth and grinned, not knowing what the little guy was having fun with.

Mu Cang used a little bit of water in the lid to rub his face until it almost peeled off a layer of skin, then took off his dirty jacket and put on the security uniform on the rack.

Simian rummaged through the boxes and took out some edible things, including Shaqima, chicken feet with pickled peppers, wafers, etc.

Choose some that are not easy to break and put them in your pockets, and divide the rest into thirds.

Mu Cang shook his head, "Don't eat, don't eat, please let me take it easy."

Si Mian and Xiao Zai each took some full-bodied snacks and began to gorge on them.

When Mucang saw the white chicken feet, some bad memories flooded her mind again, so she had to turn around and stay away from the two people.

She walked behind the door and stared outside through the small window.

(End of this chapter)