Infinity Nyonya Legion

Chapter 160 Five Skins

But this enemy didn't seem to want Xiaomao's life, he just drove her away little by little with the trajectory of the bullet, forcing her to run towards a small room behind the supermarket.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Xiaomao also discovered the man's intentions. Although she really wanted to resist a little, the bullets were so dense that she couldn't imagine it, so she didn't give her a chance to change the route.

Well, no matter what is in that house, if you want to survive, you can only bite the bullet and break in!

"Oh!"

The door of the room was not locked, nor was it locked. When Xiaomao pushed the door with excessive force, she jumped straight in for a long distance, and didn't stop until she hit a table.

"Huh? Why did you send another one so soon? The ones here haven't been processed yet, so why don't you let people rest!" A man's rough voice came from the corner, and then the rubber soles stepped on the floor "Crackling" sound.

Xiaomao had already stood against the wall at the first moment, and also took a defensive posture, but the moment she stood up, she was stunned by the environment in front of her again.

In the small square room, surrounded by some bloody human-shaped objects, there is only a huge table in the center, which can be used for one person to lie on it. The bottom of the table looks like a manhole cover. The black, red and white liquid on the table fell into the well so naturally.

Could it be a slaughterhouse here?

Realizing this problem, the peculiar bloody smell in the room came to the nostrils like this. Even though he had seen this kind of scene a lot, Xiaomao couldn't help retching a few times.what happened? ?

Accidentally bumping into the soft hanging thing behind her, Xiaomao subconsciously turned her head to look at it, which almost scared her out of her wits.

"Zombie skin??!!"

He opened his eyes and took a closer look. All the things hanging on the walls around the room were bloody human skins. They had been completely peeled off from head to toe. The table is the slaughtering platform for these zombies, shouldn't it be peeled alive?

As soon as I thought of this, a strong uncle walked in from the small door on the side, "Huh? I thought it was another delivery, but it didn't. What are you doing here? I didn't see the sign outside Does it say 'Let no idlers enter'?"

The butcher seen in the movie is nothing more than that.

Xiaomao moved towards the gate and said softly: "Uncle, I'm here to find someone. Have you ever seen a young girl and an old woman? They are my relatives, walking around scattered."

Butcher, let’s call him this for now, he just smiled slightly, and when Xiaomao walked to the door without a trace, he threw the ax in his hand, and brushed past Xiaomao’s cheek, firmly nailed to the door.

"Hehe, if you don't listen to what I'm talking to you, do you insist on doing some small tricks? In the supermarket, Boss Mu has the final say. Here, it's my territory! I'm in charge!" The butcher was a little excited, especially when he said When it came to the question of the ownership of the territory, his hands in rubber gloves still beat the bloody table a few times vigorously.

Xiaomao didn't run away anymore, stood by the door and tried to calm down his mood, crossed his arms, and confronted the butcher, "I can't get out anyway, even if I die, you have to make me understand No? Here, what exactly are you doing?"

The butcher pulled out a chair from the side of the table, sat on it generously and continued to talk: "As you can see, there is a large hospital nearby, and there are a lot of elderly people who are unable to move around. They are barely alive. But , After Boss Mu came, he gathered a large number of young people, using those old immortals as bait, to help us catch zombies, alive or dead, and then, a senior surgeon, me, would take the skins of these zombies. It is simply a kind of art to peel it off completely. I never thought that my proficiency could make such a perfect work of art. Every piece of art is carefully made by me..."

Seeing that he had been immersed in the fantasy of his artwork and couldn't get out, Xiaomao interrupted him, "What's the use of these zombie skins?"

"Function?" Dissatisfied that he was interrupted, the butcher's voice immediately dropped, "Didn't you find out? These skins can be worn as clothes by people, and can perfectly avoid those ordinary zombies." If the smell is not strong enough, you can also sprinkle these on yourself to increase your own scent recognition, and it is through these that they get so many supplies." The butcher pointed at his feet while talking the manhole cover.

Until now, everything can be explained in the past.Xiaomao also figured out the relationship between the first floor and the second floor of the supermarket, but there is one more thing, "Then have you ever seen a young girl and an old woman?"

Going back to this topic, the only anger on the butcher's face disappeared, and it turned into a smirk, a very happy look, "see you, it's all in my storage room. Then you can join them, and at night, when my day's work is over, hehe..."

Deliberately ignoring the wretched smile on the butcher's face, Xiao Mao shifted her gaze to the small door he just walked out of.The storage room means this room, but it is not clear if there are other enemies in it. If there are, she can't act rashly now.

"Anyway, I can't go anymore. Lock me up with them. Before we die, we still have a lot to talk about." There is no tiger cub if you don't enter the tiger's den, so Xiaomao made a request on his own initiative.

The butcher didn't speak any more, just smirked "hehe" and pushed Xiaomao into the small door.

broken!Careless!

Xiaomao didn't even have time to let out an exclamation, a pungent smell drifted into his nose, his eyes darkened, and he fell straight to the ground.

"You want to play tricks with me? You're still young!" After the butcher said this sinisterly, he closed the door, turned around and left the small room, and went to talk to Boss Mu.

"Xiao Mao? Xiao Mao! Xiao Mao, wake up!!"

Jingmo's voice kept ringing in his ears, Xiaomao frowned and slowly got up, his head was still hurting, the aftermath of using his thoughts at the beginning, accompanied by the stimulation of the medicine just now, all of them broke out at the same time up.