Chapter 136

"Let go, let go."

Cold night, white faced and expressionless, pushed several shopping carts and shuttled through the "crowded" mall.

Time is pressing. We can't let Xiao Zhu wait too long.

Cold night white saw that the beautiful women's clothes and accessories were put away.

The shopping cart was violently pulled in one direction by the cold night. From time to time, the shopping cart met the little cute people.

The little cute eyes were dull and motionless, allowing the shopping cart to pick them up.

Their king is there, even if the fresh flesh and blood is in his mouth, he dare not move a bit.

Clothes and jewelry have been collected, but cosmetics haven't been collected yet.

Bai Yifan said that girls' favorite things are clothes, jewelry and cosmetics.

These three elements are the necessary conditions for girls to like.

Cold night tied the shopping cart together with a rope and pulled a long dragon back to the special cosmetics area.

The area is cold and not crowded.

Only Zhang Yiming and a dozen zombies.

Lengyebai put the shopping cart aside and began to choose cosmetics.

He doesn't know what cosmetics are best, let alone the steps of applying cosmetics.

Then take one bottle of each!

Cold night, with a white face, seriously selects cosmetics, as if reviewing hundreds of millions of orders and contracts.

Zhang Yiming is still sitting in the chair, his fingers against his temples.

I always feel a dull pain in my temples.

"Please give me a bottle of that."

Leng Yebai looked behind a suit man zombie with white eyes, stretched out his hand and gently patted the suit man zombie.

Zhang Yiming:

Since when do zombies have so little dignity?

The zombie of the suit man twisted his head, and his stiff neck creaked.

"It's the pink bottle. Help me take it!"

Cold night, with a white face, commanded the zombie of the suit man, his hands didn't stop, and his slender fingers quickly selected the cosmetics around him.

Time is pressing, how to save time, how to come.

The suit man zombie stared at the pink cosmetics for a while, raised his hands very slowly, and his two stiff fingers gently approached the pink bottle.

The strange twisted fingers held the bottle in an extremely unnatural position.

With his stiff fingers, he finally picked up the pink bottle.

The suit man zombie trotted to the cold night white shopping cart, and his stiff fingers relaxed slightly.

There was a bang.

The pink bottle fell into the middle of a pile of cosmetics.

A smile flashed across the stunned face of the zombie in a suit, as if pleased that he had completed a task.

"Please take the blue bottle."

Cold night white pointed to a bottle of blue toner.

The suit man zombie trotted past, his stiff fingers slowly lifted up, and firmly grasped the blue toner.

Not impatient at all, I put the blue toner into the shopping cart.

"That who, you help take the red bottle!"

Cold night white felt that a zombie was not enough, and patted another zombie on the shoulder.

The zombie stared at his boss, slowly moved his steps and took things in the direction of cold night's white finger.

Ten minutes later

Zhang Yiming's dozens of capable zombies were turned around by Leng Yebai.

Stiff fingers trembled and struggled to grasp the colorful cosmetics, trotting to the shopping cart next to Bai on a cold night.

Let go and throw the cosmetics down.

Then, wait for cold night white to let yourself get another strange bottle.

Zhang Yiming, who just had more than a dozen zombies, is now alone.

Sitting alone in a chair with one hand over his eyes.

No eyes.

The shoulder was patted. You don't have to guess. Here, only lengyebai dared to pat him on the shoulder.

"Excuse me, you're blocking the shelf."

The voice of the cold night came.

Zhang Yiming put his hand down.

As soon as I raised my eyes, I saw lengyebai and his more than a dozen unrecognized zombies. His men were looking at him.

The eyes of a dozen ferocious zombies looked much more flexible, and their stiff fingers moved forward slightly.

As soon as Zhang Yiming gave way, they went to get those colorful cosmetics.

Zhang Yiming:

Zhang Yiming bit his teeth. Fortunately, he became a zombie, otherwise he had a heart attack.

"Your boss is a little lazy. Lift him away!"

Lengyebai saw that Zhang Yiming didn't move and spoke directly to the zombie in a suit.

The zombie in suit gave Zhang Yiming a timid look and didn't dare to move.

Cold night white doesn't care. His time is running out!

"Hurry up! Your boss is too lazy to move, you can't be lazy!"

Cold night white urged.

The suit man zombie glanced at Zhang Yiming and the shelf behind Zhang Yiming.

The zombie of the suit man was extremely slow and counselled, and bent over Zhang Yiming.

... then, nimble and another zombie raised their boss.

Zhang Yiming held his forehead with one hand, blocking his unspeakable expression.

The suit man zombies carefully put down their king, and then trotted towards the shelf with bright eyes.

A pair of rotten and stiff hands firmly grabbed a bottle of cosmetics and threw it into the shopping cart.

The suit man zombie has been able to cast frames in ten minutes!

The shopping cart was soon filled with cosmetics.

"Enough, no more."

Cold night white face calmly waved to more than a dozen high-level zombies holding cosmetics.

It's too much to take back.

The suit man Zombie's eyes flashed a touch of regret and silently stood behind their boss with a bottle of cosmetics.

A dozen zombies lined up and stood behind Zhang Yiming again.

Unlike before, they all have a bottle of strange cosmetics in their hands.

Zhang Yiming glanced at the cosmetics held by the Zombie's men and finally spoke.

"When are you leaving?"

Zhang Yiming's voice was a little cold, and there was a slight grinding of teeth in the cold voice.

"Go now. Do me a favor and take the car down for me."

Lengyebai walked to the window solemnly, and a slender long leg had stepped on the windowsill.

"Go through the gate yourself!"

Zhang Yiming rubbed his fingers on his temples again.

Cold night white picked his eyebrow, "it's the supermarket door you locked. Is this the king?"

Zhang Yiming took a deep breath and didn't speak.

Lengyebai walked to the shopping cart and began to walk out with a long shopping cart.

A snap.

A strange Pink Cosmetic Bottle fell off the shopping cart.

The pink bottle rolled around the ground and stopped at the foot of the zombie of the suit man.

The zombie of the suit man stared at his feet.

Creak, creak --

The zombie of the suit man bent stiffly, pinched the pink bottle with both hands, and trotted the bottle into the shopping cart.

By the way, I put in the small bottle of isolation cream that I just didn't have time to throw in.

"Thank you!" Leng Yebai nodded politely.

"No, guest, angry."

The low and hoarse voice came out of the chest of the zombie of the man in suit, mixed with a violent and manic anger.

Leng Yebai looked back in surprise and looked at the zombie in suit and shoes.

The zombie in suit had carrion on his face and dull eyes, which was no different from other zombies.

But that sentence just came from it.