looked at Chen Jun's back and slowly left.

Han Zhiyuan was silent, not knowing what was going on in his heart.

His appearance is obviously beyond her imagination, although it is not as handsome as the appearance of a demon in the universe, but it is very different, it is a handsome, hard-core but soft, like Michelangelo's David sculpture in the general style.

The originally long oily and knotted hair was tied into pigtails by him at the back of his head, and he had the free punk taste of literary youth.

A lot of clothes were found in the male master's bedroom inside this villa, most of which were in the slightly mature style of some business elites. But it is extremely suitable for wearing on his body, mature and vigorous, long and heroic, full of indescribable temperament.

The strangest thing is that the eyes do not match the aggressiveness of his muscular body, but often show curiosity and desire to explore the outside world.

What was he curious about?

"What are you thinking?"

Han Zhiyuan asked coldly in her heart, and walked into the bathroom to rinse.

The icy water calmed her heart, and she scraped the memories of him in her mind, refusing to let go of the details.

The first time they met, at the hilltop villa, she saw the man through the window.

Unkempt, in tatters, with a gun in his hand.

Cautiously, his eyes were looking around, and he turned sideways, Han Zhiyuan hesitated in his heart, pointed the gun at him and gave up.

Once inside the hilltop villa, she was ambushed in the kitchen.

Sure enough, he entered, as if he didn't expect a woman like her in the kitchen.

But when he saw her, his eyes were very calm, and he just glanced at her lightly, with a hint of indifference, which made her very angry.

"Put down the gun!" She took out the commanding momentum of the previous high-ranking position.

The man was obedient and put down the gun, explained with a smile, and surrendered to show that he was harmless.

Although each of his answers was suspicious, it was reasonable, but she didn't dare to be careless.

Now that the world has changed, the security guards she killed in the past want to violate her, and she can't believe this seemingly harmless smile on the surface.

In particular, her appearance and identity can stimulate people's primitive impulses, desires, and desires.

She was going to tie him up and then determine the situation.

But I never expected him to have such extraordinary skills, she was subdued in an instant, the rope was tied to her own body, cocooning herself, she couldn't even struggle.

At that moment, her face was like ashes, watching him approach step by step, her eyes showed a look of fear, her eyes gradually became foggy, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

Thoughts of suicide were in her mind, but the man had staggered away from her and walked upstairs.

When he returned, he had already placed the only food, equipment and ammunition left in the villa on the table, and she was puzzled, so he made another move.

Untied the rope from her body, showing his honesty.

This was effective, and she temporarily believed that this person had no ill will towards her, and that there was a possibility of cooperation between the two, but then her doubts rose, how could he restrain his desires? Or did he have a deeper plan.

She spoke tentatively, and her casual sarcastic gestures made the man furious.

She thinks in her heart that she has made a small mistake, but she doesn't deserve to be treated this kind of toughness, and she doesn't want to bow her head and admit defeat.

He gave her choice, a gun.

Either apologize!

Kill him or kill him!

At this moment, she realized the seriousness of the problem, and also realized that the values of the two were very different, and the small problems that were insignificant in her eyes were indeed the bottom line that could not be retreated in his eyes.

This stems from the respective experiences and classes of the two, and from the later conversations, it is not difficult to find that this man has a faint disdain for class and has the attributes of an angry youth.

She chose to retreat, although she was angry, but in this environment, having a man would greatly increase her hope of survival, especially since he did not show any thoughts of her for the time being, and was someone to work with.

After that, they took the equipment and supplies and drove to Busan City.

But the sudden change caught her off guard again, and Busan City turned out to be an empty city.

What to do?

All the plans she had prepared collapsed in an instant, and she was in a panic and had no idea.

She instinctively looked at the only man in the group, his face was a little anxious, and there was a very complicated expression, she couldn't see through, only to see him get out of the car and go to a supermarket.

He picked up the gun, why did he take it?

Are there zombies?

She also took out her gun, and it turned out that he was right, there were really zombies, and they were much stronger than the previous ones.

At that moment, he reminded her to be careful, and he didn't notice the zombies rushing from the blind spot.

She fired in horror, but missed the vital head.

The zombie was about to pounce on her, but he reacted quickly, and killed one and two with extraordinary determination.... Ruthless, clean, like a hanging, even if there was a large crowd at the door, he could still smile and pull out a grenade to open the way.

This kind of crushing level of combat awareness and combat skills is beyond her reach, even if he sometimes makes some small mistakes and small mistakes, but it can't hide the result that her value in the team is greatly reduced.

This is a very red flag.

As a former business leader, she knows what this can lead to.

But does she have any other advantages?

Female, outstanding looks.... After ruling them out one by one, the answer that emerged made her feel angry, should she be like a primitive society to curry favor with a male monkey who can hunt?

Is this the value of her existence?

She had never felt such anger at her own incompetence in her life, and it was difficult to vent it, this damn end times!

Fortunately, after this experience, his attitude towards her has not changed, I don't know if it is because of his nerves, or if he doesn't care at all.

She was a little glad, but she had no way of knowing.

He asked if there was a suitable place to live, and at that moment she tried to persuade her to leave the place and look for possible humans, but she swallowed back and gave an answer.

At the same time, she realized her strengths, and she was familiar with the city.

But the question of choosing the place to live next knocked her back to her prototype, exposing her lack of knowledge of survival in the last days.

He didn't ask her opinion, he directly chose and walked into what he thought was a livable place, which made her realize that this was a man with a strong ego in his bones, her heart seemed to be frozen by a bucket of ice water, she calmed down and rethought her own position.

She needs this man at the moment, his force can increase the coefficient of survival, and his knowledge can increase the hope of survival.

She can't do without him, she wants to live well and gradually become stronger, she can only rely on him, so she must take advantage of the natural advantages of women and make the necessary sacrifices.

She thought so when she sat in her seat, but when she raised her hand and saw him munching on the indecency of chicken legs, she became angry again, to him, to herself.

The thought of committing herself to such a dirty man in the future made her tremble and despair, she packed up her mood, and then expressed her thoughts implicitly.

I don't know if he didn't understand the meaning, and he unceremoniously scolded her, this kind of straight man-like personality is difficult to resist, but she didn't dare to refute, so she had to respond one by one.

**

Looking at himself in the mirror, the small fist was about to smash into the beautiful face in the mirror, but the fist stopped in mid-air.

Step by step, slowly she curled up in the corner, her body trembling slightly, and the cold water poured on her head, hitting her fair skin, masking the whimper.

After an hour, a graceful figure stepped out of the bathroom, only to be hidden by the darkness around it.

"Why is it so dark?"

Han Zhiyuan didn't see anything unusual, and took out her mobile phone with only a little power left to light up the road ahead.

The second floor of the villa was very large, and there were 5 rooms, and she knew that he had chosen the one in the corner, and the rest was up to her.

How to choose?

She was silent, her whole body surrounded by darkness, and there was a dead silence all around, and the silence was terrible without a single noise, only her own heartbeat could be heard.

There are no zombies in the villa, they are all cleared.... She swallowed, leaned on the glimmer of her phone, pulled out a pistol full of magazines from a drawer, and walked to the farthest room.

Push open the door, lifeless strangeness and silence.

She looked head-on at the glimmer of light coming out of the window, clenched her pistol, and softly closed the curtains.

Hiss~

What is it?

Han Zhiyuan's whole body tensed, and he suddenly turned around, and the pistol was about to be fired, but when he saw nothing, he breathed a sigh of relief, leaving a cold sweat behind his back.

Ho ho!!

Calming down, taking two deep breaths, she walked out of the room, involuntarily came to the door of the man's room, watched quietly, hesitated for two seconds, she still grabbed the doorknob, twisted it hard, and pushed it.

The door didn't open.

Push again, but the door still doesn't open.

The door was locked.

Han Zhiyuan looked at the doorknob, his face froze, his body trembled violently, a trace of mist condensed in his eyes, and the pistol suddenly aimed at the door lock, but he let go of his index finger again.

She silently turned and walked to the next room, which, as far as the afternoon search, had revealed a door leading to that room.

She carefully opened the door inside, the door was unlocked, and it could be pushed open.

Through the gap, the man could be seen sleeping soundly, despite the pistol and other weapons at hand.

She silently closed the door and walked to the bed, but she couldn't sleep, and when she closed her eyes, she saw the terrifying images of all kinds of monsters attacking.

She covered her whole body with the quilt and bent her legs, and it took a long time for the shaky quilt to regain its calm.