Chapter 87: Still Weaned at an Old Age

Mu Jiu did not answer the disgusting words the man whispered in her ear, but kept staring out the window.

Mu Fei was not annoyed, he just looked at Mu Jiu's profile with deep affection.

He sighed in awe at what a divine face he had. How come he only discovered such a great treasure now!

It was not until the entire convoy drove away from the base gate and the large base buildings gradually disappeared into the distance, leaving only a vast expanse of white around, that Mu Jiu withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, Mu Jiu felt a dirty hand on her back, slowly climbing up to her shoulders, and was about to embrace her entire upper body.

Mu Jiu stopped pretending, looked down, grabbed the man's arm that had not yet climbed to the position, threw him over his shoulder, and threw him forward fiercely.

In an instant, a perfect 180-degree arc was drawn in the air, and the man's heavy body was slammed heavily into the carriage covered with a red soft carpet.

The whole car shook violently.

"hiss--!"

Mu Fei felt as if all the bones and internal organs in his body were flying out, flying back, and then dislocated and reassembled.

But what happened just now? He flew too fast and was a little confused.

At this moment, he only felt pain all over his body, and it was difficult to get up.

This scene happened so quickly that everyone in the car didn't have time to react.

The second generation in the car were suddenly panicked. What was going on?

Someone actually dared to hit Brother Mu!

The key point is that the one who hit someone was the beautiful, tolerant and weak woman that Brother Mu had taken a fancy to just now!

And Mu Jiu's people only realized Boss Mu's intention at this moment.

We have to get out of the base before we can take action, otherwise we may not be able to leave today.

They all tried hard to hold back their laughter and not make pig noises.

After being shocked, more than a dozen loyal second-generation fans of Brother Mu in the car rushed over to beat Mu Jiu.

You know, Brother Mu has the most profound background among them, and currying favor with Brother Mu is paving the way for the future of the whole family!

But just as these people stood up and took two steps, they were tripped by a foot that suddenly stretched out from the aisle and fell forward violently.

Because the force was so great, it instantly turned into a game of Jenga. The people at the back fell down, and the people in the front were impacted and fell down as well.

The people behind were lying on the buttocks of the people in front, and they all became dogs eating shit.

The arrogant second-generation who had previously called Gu Yang a pretty boy happened to fall and hit his face on Mu Fei's shiny leather boots, knocking him unconscious.

The others who fell to the ground were stepped on in the aisle by the women watching the fun on both sides before they could get up, and then knocked unconscious one by one.

The initiative in the car suddenly shifted to Mu Jiu.

"Gu Yang, carry the people back to their seats, to avoid making too much noise.

And you, all of you, move your seats and sit more dispersedly, two in a team, to take care of the second generation."

Mu Jiu was at the end of the carriage. He slowly stood up and made arrangements.

Perhaps the pain had eased somewhat, and Mu Fei on the ground shouted angrily:

"How dare you hit me... I want my dad to kill you... you bastard..."

Before Mu Fei could finish his words, a thick-soled, big-toed leather boot suddenly stepped on one side of Mu Fei's face.

The sudden feeling of oppression made him bite his tongue and spit out blood.

"Are you annoying? You've been calling me your dad since I got on the bus. You're already in your forties, but you're still not weaned!

You're not tired of talking, but I'm tired of hearing it.

When you die, can you ask your father to turn into Sun Wukong and tear up the King of Hell's Book of Life and Death?

Haven't you heard the saying that when a general is away from the king, he may not obey his king's orders.

You've already left the base, and you're still dreaming that your dad will come to save you? Come to save you on a cloud?

It’s been more than two years since the apocalypse, and we’re still doing the pre-apocalyptic bureaucracy.

Oh, by the way, aren’t you the woman who was bored on the road and asked Duan Ran to fill your car with cars?

Don't worry, I won't let you get bored along the way, I have plenty of fun things to do here."

As Mu Jiu spoke, he rubbed Mu Fei's mouth, which was bleeding, with the sole of his shoe.

"You bullies, you ignorant fellows, you like to have your shoes licked, come on and lick them!

You can show everyone how to do it first, and lick me first."

As he spoke, his kicks became even more violent.

The blood adhered to the patterns on the soles of Mu Jiu's shoes, and Mu Fei's face was covered with blood, like a ghost that was sealed during a ritual.

After stepping on it for a while, Mu Jiu got tired of it and let go of the dying Mu Fei.

She picked up Mu Fei from the ground with one hand and threw him to sit next to her friend who was knocked unconscious by his shoe.

He even made them look good in a pose, with their heads leaning against each other and falling asleep, to prevent them from flying out in case of a sudden brake.

After dealing with the second generation, the car finally became quiet.

Mu Jiu walked back to the back of the carriage and sat down, and Gu Yang followed and sat next to Mu Jiu.

The car drove forward for a long time and stopped in front of a large abandoned shopping mall that had been cleared out in an emergency.

Outside the mall, except for the cleared road leading to the gate, the rest of the place was covered with thick snow.

A horn sounded outside the car: We are taking a break. Please get off the bus to eat and go to the toilet. We will set off in an hour.

Mu Jiu stretched lazily. His waist was sore after sitting for the whole morning. He finally could get off the car and take a walk.

As soon as the car door opened, Mu Jiu jumped out of the car carrying her bag.

Duan Ran had already led his troops into the mall and lit dozens of bonfires in the indoor hall for the more than 800 people to rest.

Before the car stopped, most of the second-generation people who had been knocked unconscious in the car had already woken up.

But when he saw the person sitting next to him, he was immediately frightened and broke out in a cold sweat. He dared not move or make a sound.

It was the group of sisters who were working under Mu Jiu and were doing the work of moving bricks and farming. They looked harmless, but they were actually very cruel!

This was exactly what Mu Jiu had specially arranged, so that everyone could sit in alternating seats.

Work in pairs to take care of these distinguished second generations, lest they become ignorant.

At this moment, Mu Jiu got off the car, and the women also followed the boss's footsteps and got off the car together. Only then did the second-generations in the car breathe a sigh of relief.

They carefully avoided Mu Jiu's men and trotted towards the army to file a complaint...

The extreme cold has been here for more than two years. The ground, walls and roof of the shopping mall are all covered with thick ice, which is crystal clear and looks like glass. It is definitely old ice.

The soldiers all sat around the wall of the mall, forming a protective circle, leaving the open space in the middle for ordinary people.

At this moment, most people entered the center of the mall, looking for acquaintances and sitting together in groups of three or five.

The ordinary people here are actually not that ordinary, after all, they all come from the first-level resettlement areas.

When everyone took out their dry food, almost everyone brought a beautifully presented meat lunch box.

Mu Jiu chose a firepit closest to the inside where no one was around, and started taking out food items from his bag.

The Gu siblings followed closely beside her, followed by a large group of women.

Their meals were very simple, which was also arranged by Mu Jiu. He asked everyone to make large steamed meat buns to take away.

Baozi is very practical. It provides both carbohydrates and protein, and the fillings can be adjusted according to your taste.

Compared with rice bento, steamed buns not only save space but also ensure nutrition.

Of course, this was also the inspiration Mu Jiu received from the mother and daughter of the Lou family.

On the morning before departure, the mother and daughter of the Lou family came.

After expressing his position that he could not go out with Mu Jiu, he gave her a big bag of cabbage and pork buns.

There were exactly 100 palm-sized meat buns, which were for her to eat on the road.

Because they made a small profit from the previous batch of vegetables and fruits, these 100 meat buns were affordable for them.

Mu Jiu accepted them all and gave half to the Gu siblings.

And asked them to tell everyone in the team to replace all the prepared food with steamed buns.