But soon, Zhou Ziqi's emotions subsided. He turned his head with some distress, looking at Ruan Qing'an with a smile as gentle as a breeze and as bright as the moon: "Little Ruan, if you say that, the boss will deduct your salary."

"Oh, I'm sorry, boss."

His bodyguard answered in a very formal and methodical manner.

Zhou Ziqi's eyes flickered slightly, clearly Ruan Qing'an had realized it. After a moment of silence, he sat down next to the cashier and suddenly laughed out loud: "So, little Ruan is quite smart."

Ruan Qing'an remained silent, and Zhou Ziqi seemed unconcerned, twirling a small, sharp scalpel between his fingers.

His voice was tinged with laughter: "Actually, I didn't plan to do anything. Before leaving the base, I experimented in the lab and developed a new reagent. It extracts a zombie virus that can be injected into the human body to transform people into zombies. It also has a strong attraction to zombies."

"It's a bit of a pity, though, that the base won't allow me to conduct experiments."

Zhou Ziqi sighed, saying with regret, while at this moment Ruan Qingan also saw clearly what was in the backpack. The viscous, dark substance looked unsettling and ominous.

She paused, then said, "So, boss, you can use a scalpel to attack Zhang Si at any time, escape, and then use reagents to kill us all here."

"Yes, Xiao Ruan."

The smile in Zhou Ziqi's eyes deepened, and his soft tone even carried a hint of sarcasm: "If you hadn't forced them to retreat, you would probably be dead by my hand, Little Ruan."

“I know, boss.”

Ruan Qingan rummaged through his bag for emergency bandaging supplies, sat down to the side, turned his back, and replied in a muffled tone, "Boss, I'm just a knife, responsible for protecting your safety, nothing more."

Upon hearing Ruan Qing'an's words, Zhou Ziqi remained silent for a moment, then suddenly chuckled softly, lowering his head as if lost in thought.

His knife...

Zhou Ziqi raised his hand and pressed it against his face to hide the strange smile on his face. His laughter was low and hoarse.

The hired bodyguard is getting more and more interesting to look at.

【Affection Level: 10】

Ruan Qing'an, who was pulling at the gauze, paused, a hint of a smile spreading across her leaden eyes, and she narrowed them slightly.

037: [Even if someone risked their life to save me, I wouldn't be moved...]

But Ruan Qing'an's eyes held a hint of madness, as if he was excited about something: "This is what makes it interesting, little system. Zhou Ziqi is a madman. He doesn't care what I do for him, he only cares whether I meet his expectations and whether I'm interesting."

Her voice was somewhat hoarse and intrigued: "The love of a madman who has lost his mind is much more interesting."

The small supermarket fell silent, and Zhou Ziqi half-closed his eyes.

Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound of fabric. He was already on guard, so he instinctively looked up.

The night was as dark and deep as a still pool, with only the emergency light next to the cashier emitting a faint glow. Zhou Ziqi sat down next to the cashier, while his bodyguard was half a meter away from him.

In the dim light, she stood with her back to him.

The moonlight, bright and clear like a silver ribbon, streamed through the glass door, floating in the night, but alas—

Her milky-white skin was more alluring than the moonlight.

As lustrous as jade, as enchanting as the moon.

Zhou Ziqi's eyes suddenly darkened, his emotions obscure and unclear, seemingly mixed with lust, yet suppressed by reason and calmness.

He chuckled softly, seemingly implying something, yet also mocking: "Little Ruan, this place isn't very safe. The boss doesn't want to do anything weird with you here."

"Boss, what did you say?"

The girl seemed a little dazed, and she turned halfway to the side.

Moonlight spilled over her fair shoulders. When Zhou Ziqi looked over, his gaze followed her milky white skin and met her leaden gray eyes, which were full of confusion and doubt, a look of utter bewilderment.

In Nguyen Thanh An's hands, one could see white gauze and some freshly opened medicines, indicating that he was treating a wound.

Zhou Ziqi paused, the faint look of disgust in his eyes disappearing.

He silently turned his head away, seemingly at a loss for words again.

"Xiao Ruan, you... don't you even hide it from people when you treat your wound?"

"If I leave alone, you will be in danger, boss."

Ruan Qing'an casually remarked, after applying the medicine, as he tried to treat the wound on his back that had been torn open by the wind blades: "It's just applying medicine, it's not a big deal—boss, can you help me out?"

"Um?"

Zhou Ziqi snapped out of his daze and turned to look at Ruan Qing'an.

His bodyguard remained dazed, his muffled voice revealing his distress as he struggled to hold up the gauze, looking rather foolish.

Seeing that Zhou Ziqi did not react, Ruan Qingan called out again.

At this moment, Zhou Ziqi finally stood up. His bodyguard was sitting cross-legged with his back to him, while he squatted down and took the gauze.

"Little Ruan is really something, doesn't she know there's a difference between men and women?"

"I know."

"If you knew that, then why did you let me do it?"

As Zhou Ziqi bandaged her wound, he casually remarked, but the girl turned to look at him and asked, "I know, but will it have any negative consequences, boss?"

His hand paused, and he tied a pretty bow on Ruan Qingan's shoulder, making it look quite nice.

Zhou Ziqi looked at her back; her butterfly-shaped shoulder blades, like wings, seemed as if they would sprout wings at any moment, while the faint bloodstains added a broken and fragile beauty.

Like a blank sheet of paper that can be scribbled on at will.

Zhou Ziqi chuckled, released his hand, and sat down beside him: "...Ha, it does have an impact, I mean for people other than me."

"Why?"

"There's no reason why, Xiao Ruan, just listen to me."

Ruan Qingan opened his mouth as if he wanted to ask something, but then sullenly agreed, adding unhappily, "It costs more."

Zhou Ziqi couldn't help but chuckle and agreed.

He stared at Ruan Qing'an's retreating figure. The bodyguard was now dressed and obediently holding a knife, keeping watch for him.

"Xiao Ruan, I'm starting to get curious. Where did you come from? You can tell me sometime if you have the chance."

"...Next time, boss."

Zhou Ziqi nodded slightly, seemingly not paying much attention to her, and gradually concealed the interest in his eyes.

Like a weapon, the bodyguard has no concept of gender.

That's interesting, I kind of want to—

He closed his eyes, deep in thought, his reason suppressing any budding madness, his tender eyes revealing nothing.

"Xiao Ruan, get some rest. We still have a long journey ahead tomorrow."

"Where are you going, boss?"

"S City".

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