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

Zhang Chen's lips curled up into a playful smile, and he whispered to comfort him: "Don't be afraid, I asked him to do this, he is completely unconscious now!"

As the words fell, Zhang Chen pinched Gu Xinyan's chin with his fingers, lifted her face slightly, and then gave her a deep kiss.

The kiss was passionate and overbearing, with a power that could not be rejected. Gu Xinyan felt her will gradually dissolve in the kiss, and her body began to respond involuntarily.

Then, Zhang Chen's body slowly moved closer, and the two-pronged attack magnified all of Gu Xinyan's senses several times.

A trace of surprise flashed across her eyes, and then turned into confusion. The long-lost feeling came over her heart again, and this time, it was even stronger, because she experienced all this in front of Zhou Yuan, in his arms!

The worst thing was that Zhou Yuan was still actively ramming his body against Zhang Chen's. That feeling was a little bit of amoral excitement.

Both sides exerted force at the same time, allowing Zhang Chen's impact to penetrate deep into her soul. Gu Xinyan opened her mouth, but she couldn't even scream, and could only breathe with difficulty.

She felt as if her sanity was being eaten away, waves of shocks surged into her heart, her body was stiff, her toes were tense, like a puppet being controlled, and finally, after a series of tremors, she collapsed in Zhang Chen's arms. Her body released all the tension, like a falling feather, quietly immersed in the tranquility after climbing to the top.

Chapter 116 Killed Another One

Squeeze, Squeeze!

Zhang Chen took a few steps back and captured the scene in front of him with his mobile phone.

In the picture, Zhou Yuan's hands powerfully and correctly lifted up Gu Xinyan's slender legs, allowing her graceful figure to be perfectly presented in the camera's field of view, as if showing a rare work of art.

It gurgles out from the cracks, like a bitten glutinous rice ball, oozing sweetness.

Gu Xinyan was not shy at all. Instead of covering her hands, she made a cute scissors hand gesture, as if she was taking an extremely special photo.

Her face no longer showed the pure and innocent school beauty, but a look of relief after some indulgence.

The tip of her tongue gently protruded, moist and tempting, and the hazy light in her eyes seemed to say that she was immersed in this game and even lost her perception of the outside world.

Her long hair was scattered on the pillow, and every strand seemed to tell an unknown secret.

She has completely become Zhang Chen's tool.

"Ding! Gu Xinyan's corruption value +10, currently 95, and her collapse value +15! She will obey your orders and strictly follow them no matter how shameful they are!"

Ten minutes later, Zhou Yuan stared at the messy dining table in a daze.

"I seem to have fallen asleep just now and had a very strange dream!" His voice was a little confused, and he gently stroked his forehead, as if trying to find a little relief from this action.

Zhang Chen was sitting opposite him, his hands resting on the slightly raised tablecloth, and there seemed to be a hint of mockery in his eyes.

Suddenly, Zhang Chen reached his hand under the tablecloth, his rough movements mixed with impatience. Soon after, he took out a small pink object and placed it casually on the table.

"This thing always scratches me!" Zhang Chen's voice revealed a hint of dissatisfaction.

Zhou Yuan looked at the pink hairpin and his heart tightened. This was Gu Xinyan's hairpin!

Whenever I touched her before, she would get angry and not talk to me for several days, but now Zhang Chen took it off so casually.

"Do you remember what I just said?" Zhang Chen's voice interrupted Zhou Yuan's thoughts.

"Ah? What?" Zhou Yuan's voice was a little confused. He obviously hadn't recovered from the shock just now.

"I say, you can join the Red Crusaders, but like Liu Bing, you have to abstain from sex during the month after joining. It can be regarded as a test of your faith!" Zhang Chen's tone was calm, and his hands pressed hard on the tablecloth, as if to emphasize every word he said.

Following a low and continuous gurgling sound, a pair of jade-white arms suddenly stretched out from under the tablecloth. At first, they were placed on Zhang Chen's thighs gently and as if hesitantly, and then the movements became rapid and powerful. It was a kind of suppressed slapping, which seemed to silently tell of some kind of limit that was about to come.

"Okay, I accept. Thank you, Brother Chen. I... I'll toast you another glass!"

Zhou Yuan's heart was filled with confusion and anxiety. His hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, trying to use his strength to dispel the uneasiness in his heart.

He struggled to look away from the bulge under the tablecloth; the embarrassment and helplessness almost suffocated him.

"No need, Gu Xinyan has already drunk it for you!" Zhang Chen's voice was relaxed and playful, and a smug smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. As he let go of his hand, the subtle movement under the tablecloth stopped abruptly.

Then, a violent cough came from under the table. Zhou Yuan's heart was pounding and his eyes were flashing with complicated light.

"Then I..." Zhou Yuan's voice was filled with hesitation. His eyes unconsciously looked under the table again, and his worry about Gu Xinyan surged like a tide.

"You can go back now and report to Father Emil tomorrow!" Zhang Chen's smile carried a hint of unquestionable majesty, as if telling Zhou Yuan that the conversation was over.

"Okay! Okay!" Zhou Yuan's answer was filled with confusion and helplessness, and he could only accept this reality silently.

He walked to the door with heavy steps and couldn't help looking back. The scene made his heart beat heavily again.

I saw Gu Xinyan's face popping out from under the table. She looked a little haggard and her tongue stuck out as if seeking comfort.

He closed the door silently, a heavy emotion spreading in his chest. Zhou Yuan was not sure whether the choice he made in this complicated world was really correct.

At noon the next day, sunlight shone through the broken window onto the floor of the room, creating mottled light and shadows.

On the bed, Gu Xinyan and Chen Mengxue's figures were like two tired white lotuses, exuding a faint fragrance, showing infinite fatigue and satisfaction.

There was a faint blush on their faces and their long eyelashes trembled slightly, like a dream that had not yet faded.

Zhang Chen walked out of the room slowly and leisurely. He didn't need to sleep, so he spent the whole night with the two of them.

Unfortunately, this method of operation makes it difficult for them to further degenerate when their degeneration value is above 90 points, and the collapse value is not refreshed at all.

At this time, Sister Sarah had been waiting at the door. Next to her was a woman wearing black-framed glasses and looked like a government employee.

Her glasses reflected the light, giving her a serious look.

"Lord God Envoy!"

The nun bowed respectfully to Zhang Chen, and the woman next to her also followed suit.

"Is there a problem?"

Zhang Chen asked curiously.

"That's right, Lord Divine Envoy. The Kimchi envoys from our safe zone have lodged a formal protest. Video footage shows that you massacred at least fifty Kimchi survivors. They demand a reasonable explanation from you!"

The girl with glasses said this in a businesslike manner.

"Special envoy? Where?"

There was a sharp gleam in Zhang Chen's eyes, and he asked with a smile.

"In the Kimchi Exclusive Living Area, I'll take you there!"

The girl with glasses made a please gesture and walked in front.

Sarah took a few steps closer, followed Zhang Chen, and whispered:

"God's messenger, these pagans are probably here to cause trouble. I have already notified the Crusaders to arrive at the scene in advance!"

"It doesn't matter, I am enough on my own!"

Zhang Chen smiled slightly.

Soon, the three of them arrived at the living area of ​​the kimchi people.

There are not only Koreans here, but also some brown-skinned people from different small southeastern countries.

The environment of this living area is better than that of ordinary Longguo people. Not only is there greenery, but you can even see some shops with lights on.

Kim Jianxi, a middle-aged Korean woman, stood in the center of the crowd. She had an upright posture and a unique temperament.

Her hair was tied tightly behind her head, revealing her neck. Her uniform was tight and fitted, highlighting her curves, especially her chest, which rose and fell slightly with her breathing, making her look both dignified and somewhat seductive.

Her eyes revealed the calmness and wisdom unique to a mature woman, and the corners of her lips were slightly raised, revealing a hint of subtle provocation.

Chapter 117 The Threat of the Big Kimchi

The Korean men around Kim Gun-hee looked at each other, their eyes full of hostility and disdain, their muscles tense, as if they could explode at any time.

In stark contrast, the Crusaders stood there in silence, the golden patterns on their uniforms gleaming in the sun, looking solemn and sacred. There was no trace of emotion in their eyes, like holy soldiers guarding this order, and they were calm and disdainful of any provocation.

Zhang Chen walked slowly into the living area. Those burly Korean guys stared at him, but Zhang Chen ignored them and didn't take them seriously at all.

His gaze went directly to the kimchi middle-aged woman, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly with a meaningful smile.

[Kim Gun-hee, A- in appearance, initial purity 75, husband Jung Yong-tae is the Korean foreign minister, currently in the Seongbuk safe zone. ]

This is good material for signing a yellow-haired contract!

And although her appearance system shows A-, Korea is a country with great technology and popularity. After such delicate processing and polishing, Kim Gun-hee looks to be in her twenties and has outstanding appearance.

But if you look closely, there are still some traces of aging on her skin, which is incomparable to those young girls.

"Mr. Zhang Chen, please follow me!" Jin Jianxi's voice carried an unquestionable pressure.

Her eyes swept across the powerful Crusaders and then fixed on Zhang Chen.

Her enchanting figure looked particularly seductive under the setting sun.

Even with her high heels and professional trousers, her perky butt from regular exercise could not be concealed. She twisted her butt with every step, and every step seemed to be deliberately showing off her unique charm.

Kim Jae-hee is tall and slender, and her long legs look particularly graceful when wrapped in tight trousers.

The high heels made crisp sounds on the floor, and her tight hips swayed left and right, forming a graceful arc.

Her waist was so slender that it seemed as if it could be held in one hand, and her upper body was tightly wrapped in a well-tailored professional suit. The two soft lumps of jelly on her chest were faintly visible under the clothes, making her look particularly upright.

The other Korean men also noticed this, but they only glanced at her, not daring to stay on Jin Jianxi's hips for a moment. After all, Jin Jianxi was a ruthless woman with a high status, and no one dared to provoke her easily.

However, Zhang Chen was different. His eyes followed Jin Jianxi's twisting body, with a smile on his face as if he was appreciating a work of art.

My eyes wandered back and forth between her tense muscles and the repeated relaxation, as if I were interpreting a beautiful painting. Her upright chest rose and fell slightly with her breathing, revealing a hint of tension and seduction.

"What? Mr. Zhang, you don't dare?" Jin Jianxi took a few steps and found that Zhang Chen did not follow him. Then he half turned around, revealing his well-defined profile.

There was contempt and provocation in her eyes, her red lips were slightly parted, and there was a hint of disdain in her tone.

When I looked at Kim Gun-hee from the front before, her formal uniform concealed her sexiness.

However, when she turned sideways, Zhang Chen discovered that the front of her uniform was also quite tight, making her look particularly upright. Her two soft lumps of jelly were faintly visible under her clothes, looking big and firm.

"There's nothing I'm afraid of! Let's go!"

With a hint of confidence in his tone, Zhang Chen stepped into the living area of ​​the Korean people.

"My Lord, please be careful!"

Sarah's voice was filled with a hint of worry. She knew she couldn't enter that area and could only wander anxiously at the boundary line.

"Don't worry, I will take care of Mr. Zhang!" The girl with glasses nodded to Sarah, then picked up the notebook, ran a few brisk steps, and followed Zhang Chen.

Sarah turned around and shouted to the entire line of Crusaders, "All Crusaders, listen up! If you hear a fight in the area, charge in immediately. Anyone who dares to stop you will be killed without mercy!"

"Yes!" The Crusaders answered in unison. Their voices echoed in the streets, attracting the attention of the surrounding residents.

Sarah's order was obviously meant for Jin Jianxi to hear. She hoped to use this method to intimidate the other party and protect Zhang Chen's safety.

Of course, Jin Jianxi heard Sarah's threat, but she just smiled slightly and did not take the threat of the Crusaders seriously at all.

Several people walked through the living area and came to the winery, and through the narrow passage, they came to the underground wine cellar.

This place has long been transformed into a shelter suitable for living, with a comfortable environment and complete facilities. Sofas, beds, conference rooms are all available, and it is obviously carefully designed and arranged.

There were quite a few people who looked like kimchi soldiers patrolling the corridors, their eyes alert, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

There is a sign saying "No Entry" at the end of the corridor, and you can vaguely see people in white coats busying around inside.

"Just say it here!"

Jin Jianxi pushed open the door of the conference room, and the frozen picture on it was the shot of Yin Suxi lifting her skirt to show Zhang Chen with her back to the crowd.

"Mr. Zhang, you should be very familiar with this scene. I don't need to repeat what happened in detail!"

Jin Jianxi said coldly, his tone full of confidence that he was in control of the overall situation.

When the several muscular Korean men around saw their goddess being treated like this, their eyes seemed to be spitting out anger. They glared at Zhang Chen fiercely, with their fists clenched, as if they were going to rush up and tear him to pieces in the next second.

Feng Linxue stood aside, her face slightly pale. She was secretly anxious in her heart, and immediately hurriedly explained: "I think there must be a misunderstanding. Mr. Zhang should check the lady's wound!"

Feng Linxue is currently the person in charge of the management of foreign personnel in the safe zone. Although he has no real power, his main responsibility is to provide a bridge of communication.

Zhang Chen smiled slightly, put his hands in his pockets, and said in a relaxed tone: "No, I was just curious about what color she was wearing at the time, so I asked her, and then she obediently lifted her skirt to show me, that's what happened!"

"Oh, aren't you exacerbating the conflict in this situation?" Feng Linxue stood on tiptoe, put her mouth close to Zhang Chen's ear, and whispered anxiously. She knew that such a provocative attitude would only make things more difficult to handle.

Zhang Chen shrugged indifferently, his tone still relaxed: "Whether there is any conflict or not, I don't care, but since you want to talk to me, let's speak the truth and communicate honestly. Don't be hypocritical and beat around the bush. It's boring!"

He leaned back and sat casually on the conference table, looking at Jin Jianxi provocatively, and completely ignored the dozens of strong men gathered at the door.

His posture seemed unusually calm, with a hint of playfulness in his confidence, as if he was enjoying the confrontation.

Chapter 118 Zhang Chen-style Negotiation