Zombie Suspicion Chapter 16 in distress

Sima Qinglian and I looked at each other for a while, only to feel that my spine was a little inexplicably chilly, I patted the fat man and said, "Go up, take everyone else up, you can't stay here longer." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½ā€

The fat man had just adapted and was about to go through the bottles and cans, when he heard that he was still a little unhappy, and said, "You two are playing below, why do we have to go up?" ā€

I raised my voice and said, "Fatty, tell you to go up, you can go up, why are you talking so much?" ā€

The fat man stared at me, sensed my nervousness, and said, "Then you can hurry up when you're done, buddy will withdraw first." ā€

Without waiting for the fat man to go out, Sima Qinglian went under the knife, this little lady is a good hand at surgery, cut off the dog's head with a knife, cut off the limbs along the joints, and removed the whole dog skin, and removed the ribs and leg bones, cut the dog meat in two, and then beckoned me to say: "Come and help, open the coffin lid." ā€

The two of them worked together to lift the lid of the coffin, Sima Qinglian frowned and looked at the dead man, and said: "The skeleton is very weathered, I am afraid that I can't move, and it will fall apart when I touch it, so I have to settle some." After saying that, she carefully put the internal organs into the chest and abdomen of the dead man, then cut the dog meat into the right size, covered it one by one on the bone rack, and when she was done, she picked up some pieces of cloth, made a simple disguise, and said, "Okay." ā€

I watched for a long time, and I didn't help much, and I was ashamed, but in order to save some face, I suggested: "Let's cover the coffin halfway, so that it will not be so easy to find out that the dead body is fake." Sima Qinglian nodded, leaning over to lift the coffin lid on the ground.

At that moment, I felt the light above my head suddenly dim, and a palpitation welled up in my heart for no apparent reason. Looking up, there was a man standing on the window above, this person was slender, bent over, half on the outside and half inside, his head turned incredibly 180 degrees, and in the backlight, his face could not be seen clearly.

Sima Qinglian exclaimed softly and said, "It's her, it's her!" ā€

For a moment, the two of us were at a loss and speechless. It's a game to the death. If that thing comes down, we will have no chance of survival, and we will either be attacked to death by her, or we will be trapped to death by the blind man who cruelly closes the window. And if that thing doesn't come down, when she cleans up the crowd outside, the two of us are unarmed, and we will still be dead.

The only hope was that before she could come down, the people outside would chase her away. But it's impossible to think about it, it's never easy to find the target, the blind man has been looking for ten years, so it's so easy to let her go?

At this time, the fat man's shouting sounded outside: "Get the gun, go get the gun!" Then, there was a messy and panicked footsteps. The thing on the windowsill moved, as if it wanted to jump down, but it was noticeably hesitant. After all, Sima Qinglian was still a little girl, shrunk behind me, grabbed my clothes tightly, and didn't dare to move.

The light outside the window was strong, and when you looked out from the inside, you could only see a slender human figure, the sunlight outlined her outline into a circle of dazzling gold edges, the breeze blowing, and her long hair fluttering in the wind, which was surprisingly bewitching and beautiful.

Slowly, as if tentatively, she leaned half of her body in, her face still blurry, but her eyes sparkled. At this time, the blind man's steady and resolute voice sounded: "Ergou, press the mechanism." The fat man's howl sounded almost simultaneously: "Can't press, crazy they're still inside." Then, the slight "click" sound of the 84 submachine gun sounded, and the sound of "dangdang" metal crash was heard on the wall inside the tomb.

I was desperate in my heart, and I knew that I would never be lucky, and I had just become a member of the action team, and I would be honored immediately. As soon as his eyes were closed, he immediately felt a pain in his buttocks, and he had been hit by a stray bullet jumping around, and sighed, I knew this, it was better not to come to C City, and then I used all my strength to turn around and hugged Sima Qinglian, protecting her and falling to the ground.

There was a loud bang, the windows closed, and it was pitch black. My consciousness gradually blurred, and before my thinking stopped completely, I heard Sima Qinglian's urgent call: "Du Feng......"

"Du Feng......" seemed to be far away, I heard someone call me, I could tell it was the voice of a fat man, I closed my eyes, and said, "Fat man, we are all burping, right?" ā€

"Hiccup, you're big, crazy, you're too cowardly, you're fainted when you hit a stray bullet, and you're too embarrassed in front of other girls, right?"

I opened my eyes to find myself hunched on the bed, my pants ripped down to my thighs, and a few bandages wrapped around my buttocks. Sima Qinglian's crisp voice sounded on the side: "Du Feng, the wound has just been bandaged, don't move too much to prevent bleeding." The bullet didn't penetrate the flesh deeply, it had been taken out, and there was no major problem. ā€

"You...... You, the pants you helped me take off? "I grabbed my pants with both hands, and I was so shocked and anxious that I almost fainted again.

The fat man winked at me and said, "Of course, you have to have surgery to get the bullet out." ā€

"Damn!" I took a breath, this chick picked up my pants and looked at me back and forth, so that I can behave like a big man in the future? I couldn't even care about the pain, my head was spinning around, I just wanted to find a piece of tofu and hit my head to death.

The fat man laughed and said, "Look, I'm sorry, isn't it?" ā€

I was sweating on my head, and I looked left and right and said to him, "Why am I faint?" ā€

Sima Qinglian seemed to be in a good mood, giggled, and said, "When you protected me and fell, my head should have touched the coffin, and I knocked myself unconscious." ā€

I touched my head and felt that it did hurt a little, but whether it was stunned or stunned, Sima Qinglian's words could be regarded as earning back a little face for me. I asked, "How's that thing going?" ā€