Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

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Let’s go shopping too!”

"Boss, what about the elevator?"

"What are you afraid of with me here?" Fister bent down and opened the bag, took out two fire axes from it, and placed them on his shoulders, one on the left and one on the right.

The fire axe, which was half the height of an ordinary person, looked like a toy in his hands.

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"Is there any trap in this place?"

"Stop talking nonsense and run!"

More than two hundred prisoners quickly dispersed in this huge underground space, and began to look for an exit in groups of three or four.

They don't know where this is.

However, considering the strangeness when they took the elevator down.

They should be deep underground now, very much like an underground air-raid shelter. The air is very stuffy and smelly after being burned by fire.

Although, the temperature is not consistent with the characteristics of an underground air-raid shelter.

But most people still think that their guess is correct.

The prisoners all have extensive experience in escaping.

Even though there were no lights, they still found a safe passage to leave in the dark.

And before long, a large number of prisoners gathered at the exit.

The door to the emergency exit was locked.

The keyhole was rusty. Two or three prisoners used wire they picked up on the road to poke at the door for a long time but failed to open it.

As more and more people came, everyone became anxious.

The more people there are, the less safe it is.

They have already heard the gunshots!

This cast a shadow of gloom over the hearts of most of the prisoners.

Could it be that the guy let them escape on purpose?

Just want to hunt them one by one?

So should we get them out of prison?

Just hunting them as prey?

A feeling of humiliation surged through the prisoners' hearts.

It makes them so angry that their teeth itch.

I wish I could tear those two guys apart with my bare hands.

But no one is willing to go back and die.

"Get out of the way!" The tall prisoner unbuttoned his prison uniform, twisted the clothes into a rope, tied it to the door handle, then kicked half of the explosion-proof door with his foot, and began to pull it hard.

"Crench!"

The explosion-proof door immediately let out a miserable groan, and the door handle began to shake, but the actual effect was not great. The thick explosion-proof door did not deform, but was slightly concave.

On the other hand, the prison uniform was torn into two pieces with the sound of bursting threads!

The prisoner who pulled the door fell to the ground without paying attention, but he quickly got up, patted the dust off himself, and said in a slightly embarrassed tone: "Are you just going to stand by and watch?"

"Doesn't this show that you are capable?"

"Cut the nonsense!"

"Go together!"

Another new prison uniform was hooked on the door handle.

Two or three prisoners pulled together.

There were also prisoners squatting next to the crack in the door, using their prison uniforms as gaskets, waiting to stuff their clothes in after the crack in the door was opened.

They work together until the door is completely opened.

"Crench!"

"crunch!"

With the efforts of everyone.

Even the explosion-proof doors that could be used to withstand a certain amount of TNT explosives finally began to become shaky, especially as more and more people stretched out their hands, and the explosion-proof doors were gradually pulled open to a gap of two or three centimeters.

Everyone was delighted.

But at this moment, a prisoner suddenly said: "Did you hear any sound?"

His words made everyone stop.

About two or three seconds later.

Everyone heard the sound.

“Uh huh huh…”

It sounded like the growl of a wild beast.

Although the sound was not loud, it was intermittent.

But it can float into everyone's ears.

"What is this sound?"

"It seems to be coming from behind the door."

"Don't be suspicious. This is probably the sound of the wind. There must be a vent in the corridor. When the wind blows through the empty corridor, it will make such an echo."

"Yes, don't worry about it, open the door and leave here first!"

Upon hearing this.

Everyone began to pull the explosion-proof door again.

"crunch~"

"Crench!"

Soon, the gap in the door, which was originally only a few centimeters wide, became larger.

A gap was opened in the door, large enough to accommodate an entire palm.

The prisoners were overjoyed and were about to continue their efforts when a head suddenly popped in from behind the door.

He was skinny and emaciated, with no fat on his face, which was tightly tied to his skull. His hair had fallen out completely, and his eyes were a dull white. He tried his best to open his mouth as wide as possible, and his upper and lower gums spread apart as far as they could. His frontal bone made a crisp crunching sound, and until his teeth were separated as far as possible, they collided heavily with each other.

All the prisoners looked at what was happening in front of them in horror.

A second head squeezed out from the crack in the door.

Next came the third head.

They are like one tuba after another.

There was a constant sound of teeth clacking against each other.

Look out through the gap in your head.

Where is the safe passage outside?

Outside, there were only a bunch of shriveled, pale, wide-open mouths that kept opening and closing, like wild-beast zombies!

"Hurry up and block the door! Hurry up and block the door!"

The prison had just shown them all Dawn of the Dead not long ago, and the prisoners were laughing at the time. How could there be zombies in the world?

But what happened at this moment made everyone in Hamburg break out in a cold sweat.

However, the prisoners are all lunatics who have killed people.

They immediately rushed forward, blocked the door, and kicked the zombies that had already squeezed out their heads and even half of their bodies.

But their power is limited after all, and they are timid.

But the zombies outside seemed endless.

An increasingly heavy force pressed down on the blast-proof door.

The explosion-proof door, which was already shaky, could no longer hold up.

With a cracking sound like thunder, the entire explosion-proof door completely collapsed. Three or four prisoners were unable to dodge and were directly crushed underneath. One guy even had his head crushed, his brains splattered everywhere. The strong smell of rust diluted the ubiquitous burnt smell in the air.

The remaining prisoners retreated in unison.

But then, countless pairs of scarlet eyes appeared in the black doorway.

The blood stimulated the zombies.

They were so hungry that they went into a frenzy!

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The scale of this underground parking lot is larger than expected.

At least, it definitely won’t be some ordinary shopping mall parking lot.

When I shone the flashlight over there, the end of the light was already blurry and mottled.

But it still didn't illuminate the bottom in front.

As they walked, they continued to leave eye-catching fluorescent marks on the surrounding walls.

These fluorescent traces do not emit light on their own.

But when the flashlight light is refracted upwards.