The three men grabbed their gear, ignored the corpses of the two blond-haired men, and turned to leave.
Ji Hao watched their departing figures through the surveillance camera and shook his head.
It's boring, really boring.
He was thinking to himself that if it weren't for Cheng Yuquan's wife Qiu Yiren and Wu Zhonghe's wife Yan Ruoliu, he wouldn't have bothered playing with them for so long.
The thought of the two beautiful women's voluptuous and mature figures brought a wicked smile to Ji Hao's lips.
Why am I so excited?
Oh no, I think I've turned bad, hehehe!
Ji Hao opened the community's residents' group chat, and sure enough, soon after, he saw that Cheng Yuquan had posted photos of the corpses of the two young men, Da Xiao Huang Mao, in the group chat, which immediately aroused public outrage.
Including Han Wenxuan, Ji Hao has now killed three people.
Cheng Yuquan, Wu Zhonghe, and Tian Ge stepped forward, urging everyone to join the anti-Ji alliance and work together to deal with Ji Hao, the murderer.
Ji Hao didn't care and let them do whatever they wanted.
That evening, while Ji Hao and Zhao Meijing were enjoying a meal, Shen Yihan, the mature woman in black stockings, sent another message.
Shen Yihan: "I'll give you five thousand yuan for a pack of instant noodles. How about it? Do you agree?"
Ji Hao: "I already said, the money is no longer useful. Keep it and cook it yourself; maybe you can still eat it."
Shen Yihan: "Damn it, what do you want from me to give me food?"
Ji Hao: "Still the same condition, be my woman."
Shen Yihan: "You're dreaming!"
Ji Hao took off his shirt, took a selfie, and sent it over.
Ji Hao: "I not only have food and a safe house, but I'm also handsome, have eight-pack abs, a strong body, and explosive power. Don't you really want to consider it?"
Shen Yihan blushed and retorted angrily, "You're shameless!"
Ji Hao simply took off his pants, took another selfie, and sent it over.
Shen Yihan glanced at the photo and almost threw her phone away, her face turning so red it looked like it could bleed.
Back in college, my roommates had shown me some stimulating videos, but compared to Ji Hao, they were on a completely different level.
For some reason, Shen Yihan had a peculiar feeling in her heart.
For some inexplicable reason, she actually saved the two pictures that Ji Hao sent her.
As for why she did it, she didn't know...
Shen Yihan: "You big hooligan!"
Ji Hao sighed. He knew that a goddess of Shen Yihan's caliber wouldn't compromise so quickly, so he took a step back and sent a message.
Ji Hao: "How about this, Goddess Shen, you can trade me selfies for food. They should be sexy, preferably with close-ups of you in a flight attendant uniform."
Ji Hao: "I heard that you were known as the 'Goddess of Black Stockings' in college and had the reputation of having the longest legs. Remember to take lots of photos of your legs. If you satisfy me, you'll get plenty of food."
Shen Yihan: "You shameless scoundrel, you toad trying to eat swan meat! I'm going to expose you on social media so all the women on all platforms can come and see you, you shameless scum, you degenerate!"
Ji Hao replied nonchalantly, "Do whatever you want."
Since the other party was unwilling, Ji Hao simply ignored them.
In the past few days, Shen Yihan's food was provided by her sycophants, but as the apocalypse deepened, the sycophants' families also ran out of food, so she couldn't hold on for long. Compromise was only a matter of time.
Ji Hao has plenty of time and patience to wear down the other party.
Late at night, Ji Hao and Zhao Meijing had a deep conversation about their life ideals. Just as they were about to fall asleep, their phone rang.
Upon picking it up, I saw that it was a photo sent by Shen Yihan.
Ji Hao immediately became excited.
Shen Yihan only sent over one photo.
In the photo, she is wearing a flight attendant uniform, and her tall figure is very eye-catching. She is 176cm tall, and with the addition of a pair of high heels, she looks even more graceful.
If we were to pinpoint her most captivating feature, it would undoubtedly be her incredibly long, black-stockinged legs. They are slender, well-proportioned, and even more stunning than those of professional leg models. She truly deserves the title of "Goddess of Black Stockings."
Ji Hao admired the photo for a while and then saved it.
It's a bit of a shame that this photo is rather conservative and doesn't fully showcase her charm.
Ji Hao: "Can't we have something a little more daring?"
Shen Yihan was furious and replied, "I've already sent you the photos as you requested. When are you going to give me the food?"
Ji Hao: "I can find tons of photos like this online. If you want to change the food, you'd better show some sincerity, like a backless dress, a deep V, or a close-up of the legs, etc. I think you understand."
Shen Yihan: "Don't push your luck."
Ji Hao: "Please, you're the one asking me for a favor, is this how you ask for help?"
Shen Yihan: "If you don't want to change it, then forget it. I don't believe I'll starve to death without your food."
Ji Hao: "Oh, you're quite ambitious. Well, I'll see how long you can keep this up. If you come begging to me again, I'll have to add some conditions."
Shen Yihan: "You scumbag who takes advantage of someone's misfortune, you degenerate!"
Ji Hao: "Say what you will, but it won't be that easy to get food from me."
Shen Yihan: "You're not allowed to use the pictures I just sent you for anything evil, or I won't let you off the hook."
Ji Hao: "What kind of person do you take me for? This is the apocalypse, and I have food and a safe house. Do you think I'd lack women?"
Chen Yihan snorted and closed the chat window.
Ji Hao shook his head helplessly; it seemed that the plan to conquer the goddess was still a long and arduous one.
It was late at night, and Ji Hao was a little sleepy. He held Zhao Meijing in his arms and fell into a deep sleep.
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