After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

Chapter 216, Professionalism of an Excellent Embalmer

"good!"

Wang Yiyun's eyes were shining.

She felt that she could definitely win!

After all, she is a professional!

Liu Jing's eyes were also bright, and the creases on her face were much lighter.

She, an excellent forensic doctor.

A forensic doctor who can't make up a corpse is not a good forensic doctor.

She felt that she had won!

Everyone: ...

I don't want to be a referee.

Zombie in a suit: ...

Don't want to be tossed.

From the rotting throat of the zombie man in a suit, he let out a breath slowly, and then sucked it in slowly.

The fragrance of human flesh permeated the tip of his nose, so he could only remain motionless at this moment, and had to obey the orders of the food.

Never been so speechless.

Food made a request, and the zombie man in a suit didn't dare to refuse.

Sitting there, my boss didn't dare to overdo it.

I'm really afraid that if it doesn't cooperate, it won't be favored.

Not being favored is not the worst situation, the worst situation is that the terrifying coercion on his body directly crushes himself!

What else can I do?

I can only cooperate!

"Where are the gloves? Take them out and don't hide them! Otherwise, don't blame us for tearing off the flesh from your face!" Wang Yiyun Chiguoguo threatened.

The zombie man in a suit tilted his head slightly, thinking for a while with his rotting brain.

These two box lunches are right!

Its handsome and unrestrained face cannot be picked off as a pile of carrion.

He is also planning to rely on his handsome appearance to become the boss's most capable subordinate!

For my own face,

Zombie in a suit decides to give them gloves.

The zombie man in the suit slowly raised his stiff fingers, and carefully took out a thick stack of disposable plastic gloves from the inside pocket of the suit.

This kind of plastic glove was originally used to eat lobsters. Zombies in suits do not eat lobsters. They are used to maintain hygiene.

In the eyes of the zombie man in a suit, this is not a glove.

This is the best tool for it to compete for favor!

Liu Jing noticed that it had a thick stack of disposable gloves on its heart, but others couldn't see it from the outside.

Because, a large part of its heart was sunken.

Even so, it is still alive and kicking.

The vitality of zombies is much, much stronger than that of humans.

Even though the wound on its body was extremely terrifying, it still did not prevent it from rolling its eyes at others with disdain.

The zombie man in a suit rubbed his gloves with his stiff fingers, but he didn't rub them off for a long time.

The fingers are not flexible at all, and they are wearing plastic gloves, which are too slippery.

Wang Yiyun is short-tempered, seeing him rubbing for a long time, he always felt that it was too slow.

Reaching out, wanting to take it for myself.

The male zombie in a suit resisted for the first time, and took a thick stack of disposable plastic gloves into his arms.

There was a trace of vigilance in the dull eyes.

You don't have to let me eat.

But you can't grab my gloves!

Gloves are its last line!

"Tsk, you continue!"

Wang Yiyun rubbed his temples, and didn't grab its disposable plastic gloves again.

The zombie is stupid, she can't be the same as the zombie!

So, the whole room stared at the zombie man in suit rubbing his gloves with big eyes and small eyes.

Fan Tangtang was lying at the door, looking at the zombie of the man in the suit with his dark eyes, his eyes were full of sympathy.

He looked like a zombie king, and when he smelled the smell of human flesh in the room, his saliva was about to flow out.

To be honest, these people are all his friends, and he still wants to gnaw on them, but he can restrain himself better.

At least he has ideas.

But other zombies are different, very few of them restrained themselves.

All rely on Brother Zhang's suppression.

He suspected that the male zombie in a suit would definitely become the most tolerant zombie after a day today!

The restraint is too perverted, even more perverted than Brother Zhang!

one, two...

Disposable plastic gloves rustled.

Ten minutes later.

The zombie man in a suit handed Wang Yiyun two pairs of gloves, then refolded the remaining gloves and put them back into the inner pocket of his jacket.

The rotten fingers patted the place where the gloves were placed, and the corners of the mouth slightly raised.

Very good, it has a lot left.

Bai Xizhu looked at the zombie in a suit in surprise, "It still counts?"

One person has two hands, two people have four hands, and four disposable plastic gloves are needed.

Questions that kindergarten children can figure out are more difficult than Olympic competitions for zombies.

Hearing Bai Xizhu's voice, the zombie man in a suit rolled his dull eyeballs twice, but still couldn't hold back.

This time he really rolled his eyes.

Food, who do you look down on?

This zombie is the boss' cub!

You can count with nine fingers, but why can't you count the pairs of gloves?

Bai Xizhu: ...

She was despised by a zombie!

Bai Xizhu twitched the corner of his mouth at the zombie man in a suit, and silently pulled out the dagger tied to his leg.

Bai Xizhu lightly tapped the dagger with her fingernails.

nail--

The crisp sound of the dagger reached the ears of the zombie man in a suit.

Demonstratively, he raised the dagger in his hand at the male zombie in the suit.

The man in the suit turned his dull eyes twice more. It wasn't afraid of the dagger in the food's hand at all.

It's just that the boss is here, so he must give the boss a face!

The attitude of the boss is its attitude!

The dull eyes of the zombie man in a suit quickly glanced at Zhang Yiming.

It saw that Boss Zhang was smiling at Bai Xizhu with an idiot on his face.

Well, it knows what to do.

The zombie man in a suit suddenly bowed ninety degrees, and apologized to Bai Xizhu with a bow.

Ben Zombie, wrong!

Even if you are not good-looking and your brain is not good, I shouldn't despise you!

Please tell the boss, don't destroy me in the dead way!

The energy of the crystal nucleus in my brain is impure, has no supernatural powers at all, and is worthless at all!

The zombie man in a suit didn't say a word, but Bai Xizhu read all kinds of cowardly words from its rotting face.

The corner of Bai Xizhu's mouth twitched, and she silently put the dagger back.

I always feel that my behavior is too... two.

Threat zombies, probably she is the first one!

But... It was the first time I saw a zombie who coaxed so fast.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"

After Wang Yiyun put on the gloves, she put on toner. Just as she was about to replenish the water for the male zombie in the suit, she saw him bending over and cowardly.

After bowing and staying for five seconds, the zombie man in suit stood upright again, with a faint smile on his face full of carrion, smiling at Mr. Wang Yiyun.

You can start with the unsightly lunch box.

Everyone: ...

I always feel that this male zombie in a suit looks down on humans!

But it always looks like a gentleman, and feels that those expressions of looking down on humans just now are an illusion.

Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing couldn't control these things, so she took the toner and slapped the face of the zombie in a suit.

One left face, one right face.

The zombie man in a suit stood still, allowing them to slap him in the face.

"Tsk, your face is too dry, you should put on more toner, and you won't drink water often!"

Wang Yiyun clicked his tongue.

The rotten flesh on the face of the zombie man in a suit was pitch black, and black blood oozes from time to time.

Even with black blood moisturizing, you can still see the white dead skin rolled up.

It's true, zombies only know how to eat flesh and blood, maybe eight cups a day or something, and no zombies have ever complied.

I'm sorry for the dead skin!

The face of the zombie man in a suit twitched.

What is the food in front of you saying?

It didn't hear clearly.

Pat it's face with your finger along with the food.

It only smelled the fragrance of human flesh that was getting stronger and stronger at the tip of its nose.

The fragrance of flesh and blood filled his mind, and he let out a depressing hoo hoo.

The coercion on his body suddenly became thicker again.

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