I'm a zombie, what's the point of awakening the yellow-haired system?

Zhang Chen was not in a hurry. Instead, he took the phone from Gu Wanyu's hand and put it next to Ding Ling's ear. Then he pressed Gu Wanyu's shoulders and asked her to squat down.

Gu Wanyu's eyes revealed a complex emotion, one was the inability to escape, and the other was the compromise she had to make for the safety of herself and Ding Ling. She seemed a little hesitant, but in the end she had to obey Zhang Chen's will.

She reached out and grasped the weapon, looking up and stammering.

At this time, Feng Haoran on the other side of the phone was still excitedly explaining to Ding Ling the strictness of the defense.

"…We not only have strong men here, but also the military's hot weapons. We have already repelled two waves of zombies. It's as fun as a tower defense game. If you come, you must try it…"

Zhang Chen felt the warmth and flexibility, and he felt comfortable. Then he patted Gu Wanyu's face and said, "Help me!"

Gu Wanyu nodded, gently grasped it with her slender fingers, aligned it with the interface, and guided the two to connect seamlessly.

Chapter 80 Xiaobai's Magical Use

"How could you...uh..."

Ding Ling opened her eyes wide, not because she couldn't believe Zhang Chen's behavior, but because she couldn't believe how powerful he was.

"Hmm? Lingzi, what are you talking about? Why is there a man? Who is that? Are you okay?"

Feng Haoran heard the abnormality here and hurriedly asked. His voice came through the phone with tension and worry.

"It's okay, it's okay, wait a moment, I have something to do here!"

Ding Ling hurriedly said to Feng Haoran.

However, Zhang Chen waved the phone in front of Ding Ling, clearly telling him that he did not hang up.

There was a barely perceptible sneer on Zhang Chen's lips. He handed the phone to Gu Wanyu skillfully, as if he was handing over a special task.

Gu Wanyu's delicate fingers trembled slightly as she placed the phone under Ding Ling, but her eyes could not conceal the fluctuations in her heart, as if they were a pool of water blown by the wind, rippling with layers of delicate ripples.

Zhang Chen grabbed her soft hair without hesitation and buried her little face in the warmth of the hair.

Her cheeks were as red as a ripe peach, and her eyes were full of complex emotions, including inevitable acceptance and deep-seated resistance. Her hair gently fell on the side of her neck, and the vague touch added a touch of casual charm.

Under Zhang Chen's manipulation, she seemed to have become his vassal. Her concentration was reflected in her slightly open cherry lips and her sacrificial pinkness, silently telling of her silent protest and forced participation.

In this complicated game, Zhang Chen obviously enjoyed the double stimulation.

Under his dominance, Ding Ling appeared helpless and reluctant.

Gu Wanyu was like a loyal servant, constantly serving their happiness.

"Hello? What's that sound, Ding Ling? Are you still there?"

On the other side, under the city wall of the safe zone under the cover of night, Feng Haoran looked anxious.

He didn't know what happened to Ding Ling.

I just felt that Ding Ling's voice was a little hurried, followed by a sound of water.

It was as if she was in the bathroom, and the sound sounded like clothes being slapped in the traditional way of doing laundry.

It also sounded like someone was eating melting ice cream into a cell phone microphone.

All kinds of strange noises intertwined once again, leaving Feng Haoran really confused.

But he didn't dare to hang up the phone easily. In case something really happened to Ding Ling, he might be able to ask someone for help.

After a long while, suddenly, there was a gulp of sound, as if someone was drinking water in big gulps.

Then the phone was hung up!

Feng Haoran was very anxious and he quickly called back.

The call showed that the call was connected, but no one answered until the line was disconnected.

He was unwilling to give up, so he called again, but still no one answered. He was unwilling to give up...

the other side.

Zhang Chen's fingers lightly touched the shutter of the camera, and the faint shutter sound echoed in the silent room.

Before his eyes was a beautiful scene: on one side was Ding Ling, who looked so miserable and exhausted like a discarded doll; on the other side was Gu Wanyu, the pure and noble girl, who now lay obediently at his feet.

As Zhang Chen sighed with satisfaction, his body retreated, causing Ding Ling to tremble slightly, as if her entire soul had been pulled out.

Gu Wanyu immediately behaved well, and began her cleaning work under Zhang Chen's satisfied gaze. She looked up at Zhang Chen with her beautiful eyes, as if expecting her reward.

Zhang Chen tied Ding Ling up and stuffed her into the narrow space of the closet.

As the closet door slowly closed, Ding Ling's world fell into darkness. The space was like a closed shell, leaving only the sound of her breathing and the slight struggle of her body.

The cell phone was cleverly placed under her body. Every call from Feng Haoran was an invisible torture to her. Whether she could survive this long night depended entirely on the frequency of the calls.

Gu Wanyu's eyes, ignited by passion, followed Zhang Chen's figure closely. Her long hair was disheveled and her clothes were in disarray, revealing her snow-white and soft skin. Her clothes were no longer complete but were placed randomly, barely covering up her weaknesses.

Her trembling shoulders and helpless posture are like a flower waiting to be picked, swaying in the night breeze, waiting for the gardener's favor.

However, Zhang Chen pretended to be indifferent, just smiled contemptuously, turned around and left the messy and enchanting room.

He was very curious, what would a pure and innocent girl like Gu Wanyu do when her desires came like a flood? Would Gu Wanyu lower herself and beg him, or would she maintain her pride until the last moment?

Zhang Chen left the room, but Gu Wanyu was still kneeling on the ground, her heart was full of confusion and anxiety. Her fingers unconsciously grasped the hem of her clothes tightly, as if grasping a trace of stability. Her heartbeat accelerated, and she was struggling every second, trying to resist the fire in her heart that was about to explode.

"Ding! Ding Ling's corruption value +45, currently 50! Although she appears stubborn, she can no longer escape your control. Her body has memorized your strength!"

"Ding! Evolution value +800, current 2506/20000!"

"Ding! Gu Wanyu's corruption value +25, currently 75! She has become accustomed to your manipulation and is even looking forward to your next touch!"

"Ding! Evolution value +1200, current 3707/20000!"

Gained a lot of experience!

Zhang Chen was in a good mood.

At this moment, the phone vibrated. It was a message from Xin Nana:

"Master, the gift is ready, please go and check it!"

Then there was a video. In the video, the doors of the three toilet partitions in the bathroom were all open. Zhou Lingwei and Anna were all posed in different postures, but the only thing in common was that their doors were all wide open and their postures were seductive. Just one look at them made people want to feel deeper.

At this time, Xiaobai was still licking them non-stop.

It turned out that Xin Nana had spilled the soup from the canned meat on all three of them, causing Xiaobai to keep cleaning it up.

Now the two people have dazed expressions, watching the water flowing from the floor tiles to the floor drain. They have gone through at least seven or eight rounds.

"Well done!"

Zhang Chen praised, then stepped into the bathroom and walked towards Zhou Lingwei.

The aloof captain Zhou Lingwei of the special service team was like a gorgeous but easily withered flower, lying charmingly on the cold tiles.

Her long legs were gently bent, like a painting waiting to be colored, teasing Zhang Chen's sight. Her short hair was scattered all over the floor, and her originally delicate face had become even more charming and lovable because of desire.

Zhang Chen walked to Zhou Lingwei's side, bent down, reached out and lifted her legs, revealing her breathtakingly beautiful scenery.

Chapter 81 Please Prove Your Faith

"Is it okay?" Zhang Chen's tone was teasing.

At the same time, she stepped lightly on the place that never saw the sun, and played with it with her toes.

My toes felt like they were stepping on a warm, wet towel, which was incredibly slippery.

The cold feeling made Zhou Lingwei tremble all over, and the sweet juice began to gather under his feet, but her heart was in chaos and despair. Her tone was mixed with helplessness and provocation, but also with a hint of expectation.

"You...killed me!"

Zhou Lingwei's voice is like broken glass, fragile yet beautiful.

Zhang Chen's mouth curled up into a smug smile, his eyes were like a bottomless black hole, both devilish and full of temptation. He squatted in front of Zhou Lingwei and blinked, as if to say, "Are you really ready?"

Zhou Lingwei closed her eyes, her beautiful eyelashes trembling slightly, her heart beating like a drumstick in her chest, but at this moment, she could only wait for the destined ending.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Chen did not use his claws, but reached in silently and started a violent attack.

The sound of "Puchi, Puchi!" kept echoing in the bathroom, with an unspeakable rhythm and madness.

Zhou Lingwei's breasts were shaking up and down, as if they were about to jump out of her chest, and her short hair was like fallen leaves, sliding on the ground following the violent force.

Her body slowly moved from the center of the bathroom and was eventually forced into the corner. Zhou Lingwei's back was against the cold tiles and she had no way to retreat.

Her body was completely twisted under the powerful domination, forming a strange and seductive posture, almost declaring her complete submission to this game.

The former warrior became weak and trembled under Zhang Chen's toughness. Infinite tenderness became Zhang Chen's exclusive territory, and his lifeless eyes seemed to be powerless to resist after a dam broke.

Zhou Lingwei's body finally reached its limit. Her eyes, which were originally full of resistance and provocation, gradually became blurred, until they completely lost focus.

Her body movements became increasingly weaker from the initial active ones. Finally, after a wail that she could hardly control, her body softened like pearls from a broken string and she fainted.

Zhang Chen took a few photos, then slapped Qiang Da on her face for a photo, and then came to Anna.

Anna's posture at this moment was like a charming painting. Her powerless open thighs, slight trembling and toes tapping the ground seemed to tell of her inner struggle and anxiety. Under her closed eyes, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if adding the final strength to her prayer.

Her golden curly hair fell down like an angel's halo, draped over her perfectly sculpted breasts, which were full and tender, as if telling of her feminine charm.

The nun's body should have been sacred and pure, but now under Xinnana's manipulation, it has become so enchanting and seductive.

The nun's uniform abandoned aside seemed to be a mockery of her past purity, and the only remaining headscarf was a mockery of her identity as a nun. Her perfect figure at this moment only existed for temptation and reproduction.

Xin Nana’s “teachings” to Anna are far more stimulating and direct than Zhou Lingwei’s.

Anna's lower abdomen and thighs are painted with blushing words and patterns, with arrows guiding the line of sight into the mysterious gap, and the blurred words "please, feel free, casual, meat, normal" seem to be issuing a silent invitation to the viewer.

Anna's image at this moment has undoubtedly become an extreme temptation. Her defenseless posture has become the most sinful temptation at this moment, and the words and patterns painted on her body are a blasphemy to her pure faith.

"What? Are you still begging the gods? Has your god given any response?"

Zhang Chen's lips approached her ear, and his low voice accompanied by his breathing gently blew on her earlobe.

Anna could feel the strong force touching her softness, squeezing her milk ball so that it lost its original shape. Everything seemed to become more supple under his power.

"You, a demon, cannot tempt me. God will surely save me!"

Anna closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. Although she said the same words, this time, her voice trembled and the corners of her mouth twitched, and it was obvious that she was not sincere.

"Well, it depends on whether your god will come to rescue you, or you will succumb to the corruption of the devil!"

Zhang Chen said as he kissed her face and lips, tracing her curves with his big hands, and finally his middle finger rested on the edge of the vertical slit.

It seemed to have touched her weak spot.

Just this one time, her body began to tremble violently.

"God will not give up on me!" Anna's voice echoed in the empty house, her eyes burning with the flame of faith.

Although her body was consumed by fear and joy, she was still trying her best to hold on.

"I'll give you a chance to prove your own beliefs!" Zhang Chen's words were like the seductive language of snakes, and his eyes revealed cunning and provocation. He suddenly grasped Anna's slender waist with both hands, making her almost suspended in the air, while he sat gracefully on the cold toilet.

It stood tall and proud, like a ruthless sword, pointing directly at Anna.

She squatted slightly, tapping the ground with her toes. If it weren't for her strong will, the hot sword tip would have easily pierced her defense.

Zhang Chen held his head leisurely, looking relaxed, as if all he wanted to do was watch a show.

"As long as you hold on until dawn, it means your god has come to save you, and you are right! Otherwise, it means that the god has given up on you!" Zhang Chen's words were joking, leaving Anna with a difficult choice.

She nodded slightly, and under the dual pressure of psychology and body, she accepted this absurd request. Anna's hands were resting on her thighs with difficulty, her waist half bent, her back facing Zhang Chen, as if she was struggling between temptation and faith.

Even in this position, Zhang Chen could still glimpse the two plump and elastic breasts from behind. They trembled slightly with every movement of Anna's support, like two flowers swaying in the wind. He knew that every time he looked at her, it was like a challenge to her will.

Zhang Chen was well versed in the art of psychological warfare. He knew that if he stretched out his finger and gently touched the slit, Anna would immediately lose all resistance. But he knew that such a victory was meaningless. What he wanted was her voluntary surrender, the moment when her faith collapsed!

Therefore, Zhang Chen chose to wait and let the passage of time become his best ally.

He wanted Anna to watch with her own eyes her body lose its resistance bit by bit, and feel the approaching fiery sword tip, until her will collapsed, until her faith became as dim as a decadent temple.

Chapter 82: The Sacred Fall

As the night deepened, the air in the bathroom partition seemed to become thicker, filled with an unknown and tense atmosphere.

In this game, time seems to slow down and every second seems like torture.

Anna's body swayed between resistance and anticipation, her breathing gradually became rapid, sweat condensed on her skin, slid down her seductive curves to the ground, splashing small water droplets.

Zhang Chen enjoyed the power and control at this moment, appreciating every subtle change of Anna. This woman full of faith, every tremor of hers, every involuntary touch, revealed her deep inner struggle.