Chapter 21: The Noble Woman

Wang Hao came to the periphery of the villa on the top of the hill and found a place to squat.

He has to wait for the right opportunity before he does it.

It's just that he waited for a day, and these people didn't drive out to find food.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Wang Hao didn't have much food to bring.

Cuckoo......

The stomach was already growling.

Wang Hao's eyes looked at the other villas around him.

There are so many villas here, and I don't know what's going on inside.

Now that it was dark, it was impossible for those people to go out at night, even if they were looking for food.

Therefore, Wang Hao temporarily gave up and continued to squat, and walked towards other villas far away from the target.

Rustling...... Rustling......

Walking on the green lawn, there is a soft sound.

Soon, Wang Hao came to another villa.

The villa is also fenced and has a red sports car parked in the yard that looks like a Ferrari.

Wang Hao was interested, he had seen the introduction of this kind of sports car before, and the general value was around several million.

Before, he could only imagine what it was like to ride in a sports car, but now, he can really have it.

"Transform into a zombie!" Wang Hao shouted softly.

After transforming into a zombie, the bouncing power increased more than five times, and he easily jumped over the fence.

Subsequently, Wang Hao returned to his human body.

"Is this a supercar?"

Wang Hao looked at the luxury car close at hand, and his heart beat a little fast.

Although this luxury car was already covered with a thick layer of dust, it did not affect the shock in his heart at all.

Although Wang Hao couldn't drive, he couldn't help but sit in the driver's seat and feel it.

It was a nice feeling to sit in a comfortable seat and put a pair of feet on the steering wheel with Jiro's legs crossed.

It's just that Wang Hao can't drive, otherwise he would have to try to drive a luxury car.

"Li Mengyao seems to be able to drive, so I will find her to teach me when the time comes."

Wang Hao made up his mind and jumped out of the car.

Then he walked towards the door of the villa.

The door was not locked, so Wang Hao stretched out his hand and pushed it open.

"Huh?"

Stepping on the red carpet, Wang Hao walked into the living room of the villa and observed around.

He felt that this villa was completely different from what he imagined, although the place was very large, but he always felt that the space was wide.

There are no furnishings in the whole hall, and the surrounding walls are covered with oil paintings that don't tell what they are.

Wang Hao walked around the first floor, and after finding nothing, he walked towards the second floor.

"Why do you feel like this villa is unoccupied?"

Wang Hao frowned, although there were several houses on the second floor, these houses were empty.

When he came to the third floor, Wang Hao finally saw something covered by a white cloth.

He reached out and lifted the white cloth, and saw that it was a piano underneath.

"Looks like there must have been an artist living here before."

Wang Haojue couldn't have found anything, so he planned to leave.

However, at this time, he found that there was a faint light shining through the crack in the door of a house.

At first, Wang Hao thought he was dazzled, but after a careful look, he found that there was really a bright light projected from the crack in the door.

"There are still people living here."

Wang Hao was shocked, and then slowed down and approached the house.

……

In the room, a woman in a long black dress and exuding an aristocratic atmosphere was half-lying on a leather sofa.

In front of her was a white European-style table with several bottles of red wine that had been opened.

Facing the dim sky outside the window, the woman stretched out her white fingers and picked up a glass of red wine on the table and gently put it into her mouth.

Half a year ago, his father died of cancer.

So, she dismissed all her servants, sold everything in the villa, and prepared to live abroad.

However, fate played a huge joke on her.

Just as she had just returned to the villa, ready to leave with a few things, the end times broke out.

She was in despair, but there was no way to leave the villa.

There are a lot of zombies outside, and there is only one way to leave the villa.

In the past half a month, she has not eaten anything else except drinking red wine every day.

Now, she didn't have much strength left, and she couldn't even stand up, just waiting for death to come slowly.

However, she is not afraid of such a death, and even hopes that it will come soon.

Following her father since she was a child, her soul was also infected by art, and she had completely different ideas from ordinary people.

She didn't want the way she died to be torn to pieces by zombies, that would be disgusting.

She hopes that her death can be more beautiful, like Hemingway's pistol suicide, or drinking a cup of poison to die beautifully, or enjoying the process of death slowly coming.

The woman watched as the red wine on the table finished and slowly stood up.

His dad also likes to drink, so he put a lot of famous foreign wine in the basement.

In the past half a month, she has relied on these red wines to survive.

"Click-"

The woman reached out and slowly opened the door, walking towards the door.

However, as soon as she walked out of the room, she saw a strange man standing in front of her.

It was clear that her villa had been invaded.

It's just that the expression on the woman's face didn't change at all, as if the person in front of her was air, and walked directly in front of her.

"Huh?"

Wang Hao's expression became strange, and he became interested in this woman.

He glanced around the room a few times, and when he saw that there was no one else, he ran after the woman.

Just now, he had searched the entire villa and made sure that there was no one else left in the villa.

"Whew-"

Wang Hao was at the top of the stairs, reaching out and hugging the woman's waist from behind.

The woman stopped, did not struggle, did not make any gesture of resistance, in fact she had no strength to resist.

"What do you want to do?" The woman asked.

"You're so pretty, what do you say?"

Wang Hao asked with a smile, this woman has snow-white skin and exudes the temperament of a noble woman, which makes him especially want to get it.

Such a white rich beauty, he used to be impossible to get even in a dream, but now that he has the opportunity, how can he let it go.

"Hmph-"

The woman snorted lightly and said, "Men, you men who have no artistic pursuits, are forever addicted to women's flesh. body, too superficial. ”

"I don't know what art is not art, I just ask you, are you willing to let me sleep with you?" Wang Hao asked.

"I am a person with artistic pursuits, and my body is just the vehicle for me to display my art, and I can do whatever you want to me. It's just that I hope you can promise me that you can kill me after satisfying your needs. The woman said indifferently.