A Fake Holy Mother - Ch 030

Title: A Fake Holy Mother in the Zombie Apocalypse
Translator: Little Bamboo Spirit

Chapter 30 - Boyfriend (3)

Seeing that they were in a deadlock, Bei Nuan ran to the entrance and sincerely asked the people on the other side of the metal shutter door, "Are there any zombies outside?"

The people outside heard her question and answer, "Not yet, please open the door!"

Bei Nuan reported, "They said there aren't any zombies outside."

It had already been a while. For the people outside to be alive, there should be no zombies around.

While eating chips, Du Ruo said, "Just let them hurry inside. With the time you guys wasted talking, several people could have been let inside."

Whether to open the door at a critical juncture, this was an eternal question. Du Ruo obviously belonged to the open-door party.

"Even if there are no zombies outside, how do you know they haven't been bitten by a zombie?" A man asked.

"Yeah, I heard there can be a long delay before someone becomes a zombie after being bitten. What will we do if we let in someone like that?"

"There's so many people inside. What if we all get infected? They should take the initiative to not come inside!"

Lu Xingchi swept his gaze over the crowd and said, "You guys said that you're afraid they've been bitten and that's why you don't want to let them in. I think that's very reasonable. But, since you want to use this standard to determine who can come in, I think everyone here should be checked over again. Anyone that's injured should take the initiative to leave. How about it?"

Silence immediately fell in the restaurant.

During such a chaotic time, everyone had survived by the skin of their teeth. No one could guarantee that they didn't have any injuries. Even if they weren't injured themselves, they couldn't be sure about their family members and friends.

Du Ruo smiled as he added on to his friend's words, "You guys don't own this restaurant. We're all passerbys. Just because you came in first, you insist on locking the door and not letting anyone else in. That's not justifiable, right? Even if you want to decide whether to open the door or not, you have to ask the boss of the restaurant. Isn't that right, boss?"

No one answered. The boss had disappeared again. No one knew where he had gone to hide.

There was suddenly a crash against the metal shutter door.

Their superfluous conversation was endless. By the time they finished discussing, there might not even be anything left of the original owner's boyfriend.

Bei Nuan quietly turned the key and opened the metal shutter door a crack. Just enough for people to come through. That was what the novel's Bei Nuan had done. Bei Nuan repeated the same action without the slightest error.

And as expected, laughter sounded, and her Holy Mother value increased by a lot.

One of the men that was confronting Lu Xingchi immediately became angry and shoved Bei Nuan. "Why did you open the door? Are you sick?"

Bei Nuan stumbled and hit the metal shutter door.

In the next second, the man was thrown over. With a bang, he landed on a wooden stool. The man slumped over and couldn't get up.

This wasn't just because he had been flung towards the ground. It was because a cold, shining metal spike had pierced the man's temple. It was a nail from the wooden stool. It was still vibrating from the residual movement.

Holding his crossbow in one hand, Lu Xingchi said in a cold voice, "Does anyone else want to fight?"

During this conflict, three people had already entered the store through the gap.

Bei Nuan quickly put the metal shutter door back in place and locked it again.

Once the new people came inside, silence fell again.

These three men were wearing the same blue prison uniform. A row of zebra-like white stripes was printed on their front and backs. Their hair was cut extremely short, revealing their scalps.

Their prison uniforms immediately gave away their identities. In addition, one of them was supported inside by the other two men. That injured man's eyes were closed, and there was a lot of blood on his forehead.

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