After the Doomsday Rebirth, My Whole Family is Big Brother

  Chapter 214, Men in Suit Zombies

  The male zombie in the suit has a rotten face, expressionless, and only the eyeballs on his sluggish face are more flexible.

  The limbs are stiff when walking, but there is still no turning, and the two stiff arms swing freely with the walk.

  It wears disposable plastic gloves on its hands, and the rotten flesh inside the gloves stains the disposable gloves with black blood.

  The black leather shoes are shiny and shiny. If you look closely, you can see that the leather shoes are stuffed with plastic.

  It wraps its rotten feet with plastic, which saves it from dirtying the big clean leather shoes.

  Its scalp has rotted, some of the tenacious growth of hair on it has not fallen off, and the sparse hair is combed shiny and shiny, and the roots are distinct.

  After entering the door, the zombie in the suit took a very serious look at the doorknob. After confirming that there was no black blood stain on the doorknob, he walked in the direction of the living room.

  Far away, Bai Yifan could see the humanized smile on his face.

  The corners of the sluggish face and the mouth rose slightly, as if coming over is a very happy thing.

  Its smile is very standard, not the kind of smile with eight teeth, but a gentleman smile without teeth.

  The male zombie in the suit smelled a scent of flesh and blood in the living room from a distance.

  The rotten throat moved slightly, and his mouth was empty for two bites.

hungry.

  Blood and flesh, I really want to take a bite!

  It almost can’t remember when it has eaten flesh and blood. Since it has been with the boss, it has been absorbing crystal nuclei and its stomach is empty.

  Black blood mixed with saliva, and the male zombie in the suit subconsciously raised his hand and wiped it vigorously.

   Even if it can't feel it, it can understand that it's time to eat meat.

   lowered his head and saw the black blood on his hand.

  A touch of regret flashed in the eyes of the zombie in the suit.

  It's over, it's about to become the most unloved zombie of the boss!

  It needs to be clean, the boss dislikes the messy zombies the least.

  It all sees the pattern.

  Fan Tangtang is currently the most favored zombie.

  The least favored are the zombies standing in the houses in the village.

  Those zombies have never been summoned by the boss, they are simply suppressed.

   But I am different (proud), often taken out by the boss to help the boss.

  But it is not the most favored, maybe it may be the second!

  The most favored is Fan Tangtang who lives with the boss.

  Compared with Fan Tangtang, where is the difference?

  First of all, the appearance, it thinks they are all the same, they all look pretty.

  The only difference is that there will be no black blood in the place where Fan Tangtang has touched, nor will it occasionally drop a piece of rotten flesh.

  It feels that the boss should have a cleanliness.

   Therefore, it pays great attention to its own hygiene, and will not let the black blood on the body be contaminated with the boss's things.

  No, the boss summoned himself again.

   Explain that his observation is still correct.

  The male zombie in the suit did not come in at the door of the living room for a long time, and took out a white tissue from the jacket pocket of the suit.

  The stiff fingers barely pinched the paper towel and wiped it carefully on his face. The paper towel instantly turned black.

  The male zombie in the suit nodded at Zhang Yiming, and twitched the corner of his mouth humanely.

  Boss, you can rest assured that I will be clean!

  The male zombie in the suit took a stiff step and walked slowly towards the trash can in the yard.

  The stiff feet barely lifted up, stepping on the button under the trash can, and the lid of the trash can instantly popped open.

  Pinch the black paper towel with stiff fingers, slowly loosen it, and the paper towel falls straight into the trash can.

  After that, his stiff feet let go of the trash can, a satisfied expression appeared on his rotten head, and he walked in the direction of the living room.

   Its walking posture is very standard, the knees are not bent, and the feet kick forward.

  If you carry a flag, you can be a standard bearer.

  It firmly believes in his heart that the boss values ​​himself so much because he looks good and loves cleanliness very much.

  Every time something happens, the first person to look for is myself.

  Last time I got the motorcycle back, although it was a little troublesome, it believed in its status and improved a lot in the boss's heart.

  It has no other big goals, and it will be on par with Fan Tangtang in the future!

  As soon as I stepped into the house, it was full of the fragrance of flesh and blood.

  The male zombie in a suit secretly took a breath, and sucked the fragrance of flesh and blood into his lungs, but his face remained dull as always.

   There is no expression of wanting to eat flesh and blood at all.

  This is called calm.

   can still save lives.

  The human beings who interact with the boss, although a little ugly, are not as elegant as it is. They are friends of the boss at any rate and cannot eat.

  The male zombie in the suit stood straight in the middle of the crowd like this, accepting the scrutiny of a pile of food.

   "Why is it so clean?"

  Bai Yifan scratched his head.

  Grandpa Fan Tangtang wears clean clothes because he has his sons and grandchildren, and he can take care of himself. There is no difficulty in changing clothes for the elderly.

  But the male zombie in the suit in front of him is no longer clean. The tie is given 100 points, and his hair is neatly combed.

  A calibrated image of a British gentleman!

   is that the face is a bit ugly, with rotten flesh on the face.

  As soon as it came in, a rotten smell went into the nostrils.

  Obviously, no matter how clean it is, it is still a zombie.

  The male zombie in a suit had a pair of flexible eyeballs on his dull face, and his dark, faint eyeballs looked at Bai Yifan with contempt.

  Humans, make a fuss.

  People wear so clean, of course, to please the boss!

  Could it be to please food?

  Wang Yiyun's eyes lit up, and he quickly turned to look at Zhang Yiming, "Can I get started?"

  Zhang Yiming's gentle face twitched slightly, and the coercion that belonged to the zombie king rushed towards the male zombie in the suit.

  The sluggish face of the male zombie in the suit paused slightly, and his stiff knee almost bends to his knees.

  Boss, what happened today?

  Today's coercion is more turbulent than yesterday's coercion!

  Is it possible that the boss is not very satisfied with my performance today?

   shouldn’t be!

  It has been thinking several times for every step, even if its stupid head can't think about anything.

  I practiced many times in private.

  There should be no mistakes!

  It can be seen that Fan Tangtang's parents who exude the fragrance of human flesh are so hygienic.

   "It's okay."

  Zhang Yiming tried to put a decent smile on his face, and nodded at Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing.

  Probably, maybe, the Bai family are so unusual!

  Perhaps it is this kind of person who does not take the usual path to accept making friends with zombies.

  Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing had bright eyes, one holding a cosmetic bag and the other holding an anatomy box, and they rushed towards the male zombie in the suit.

   Male zombie in suit:...

  The men of the Bai family:...

  I don’t know at all, where the two of them made the small box.

  Can this thing be carried at any time?

  Bai Zhengxuan suddenly felt that the zombies in suits were three points more beautiful than the younger ones in front of Wang Yiyun and Liu Jing’s mother-in-law.

  Oh, except that the face is a bit ugly.

  The sluggish eyes of the male zombie in the suit glanced at his boss secretly, and he saw the boss’s gentle smile.

   is just that gentle smile, which is all warning when looking at me.

  The pressure on his body is getting heavier and heavier.

  The fragrance of human flesh that pervades the tip of the nose is getting more and more intense.

  The male zombie in the suit swallowed hard and did not dare to move.

  　Boom tomorrow 5W+

  (End of this chapter)