Now is not the time for feeling touched or guilty. Even if Han Junche is immune to the virus, he will inevitably get injured in close combat. She can no longer accept that Han Junche will get injured in front of her. This is more painful for her than if she herself gets injured.

Chi Xia focused her mind, told Mengmeng to stand still, then picked up her gun and charged forward.

Chi Xia didn't use any special abilities either. Like Han Junche, she used a gun as a weapon and quickly engaged in a fierce battle with the zombies.

With her joining the fight, Han Junche's pressure was greatly reduced. While dealing with the zombies, he even had time to observe Chi Xia's actions.

Whether it's a front kick or a side kick, whether it's footwork or punches, Chi Xia's every move is precise and skillful. If it weren't for her lack of strength, she wouldn't be much weaker than him.

If her moves were used on an ordinary person, they would hit vital points and be fatal.

This is not just any ordinary punching or kicking technique, but a fighting style that, like him, has been honed through various real-world combat experiences!

He was trained from a young age to be like this, but what about Chi Xia?

When he realized he was attracted to her, he sent someone to investigate her. It wasn't because he didn't trust her, but because it was a necessary procedure. Even if he hadn't taken the initiative to investigate, his parents should have sent someone.

Before the apocalypse, she was just a child switched at birth by the Ye family. She wasn't even pampered, let alone trained in combat skills. From the start of the apocalypse until now, it's only been a year at most. Where did she get her proficiency with guns and all these combat skills?

Han Junche delivered a finishing blow to the head of the zombie that Chi Xia had knocked down, reducing the number of zombies in front of them by one. The number of zombies pouring in was decreasing, and they could rush out at any time.

However, Han Junche did not. He chose to fight the zombies to the death. The corpses with their heads blown off at the door were piled up, and the white clothes that had just been changed were no longer visible.

He only stopped after the zombies were completely wiped out.

Chi Xia, panting, looked at her dirty hands with disgust and said to Han Junche with a pained expression, "Ache, our matching outfits are gone again."

Her little face was dirty, and her white clothes were covered in blood and brain matter. She looked both aggrieved and pitiful.

Han Junche glanced down at his clothes, which were stained with even more blood than hers. He simply threw the gun aside, took off his shirt, and said as he walked inside, "Find another one."

The sudden burst of goodies nearly blinded Chi Xia! Ahhhhhh, V-lines! Ahhhhhh, abs! Ahhhhhhh, pecs! Ahh ...

Han Junche turned around: "Are you stunned?"

Chi Xia grinned like a pervert: "Hehehe."

Han Junche gave her a look of utter disdain, but the moment he turned his head away, he slightly raised the corners of his lips.

The two picked out a set of black matching outfits. Chi Xia took water from her spatial storage, and the two quickly washed themselves. They then packed everything usable from the warehouse into their spatial storage before putting Mengmeng into their backpack and leaving the shop.

With the zombies in the vicinity mostly cleared out, Chi Xia followed closely behind Han Junche. With nothing else to do, her heart began to flutter again: "Ache, where do you think we should go for our honeymoon?"

Hearing this, Han Junche paused, turned around and glanced at her: "You're overthinking it."

Chi Xia pretended not to hear and continued laughing behind him, "Do you hope our first child is a boy or a girl? How do you want to get along with him/her in the future? Will you be a strict father or a loving father? What should we name the child? Or should we name him/her Duoduo like I said before? Or how about Han Aixia, or Chi Aiche is also fine..."

The names Han Aixia and Chi Aiche made Han Junche frown slightly. He was about to reply when he suddenly stopped in his tracks: "There are people ahead!"