Chapter 80: The End of the World: The Villain Kills a Small Zombie with One Knife (33)
The next day, it was time to apply medicine to Shen Yuan again.
Chen Yuan was unwilling to let Fu Yan touch her.
Such an embarrassing scene last night, once is enough.
Fu Yan held the ointment in his hand, his eyes dim and hurt.
He looked at Shen Yuan's resistant expression, and his heart ached like a needle.
"Ayuan... do you hate me?"
When he said this, Fu Yan's eyes turned red and he looked very hurt.
His voice was hoarse, with a raised tone at the end, and it had a sexy and magnetic quality.
A definite bubbling sound.
Shen Yuan couldn't stand his aggrieved expression, so her tone softened.
"You...you go out, I can apply the medicine myself."
Fu Yan didn't move, his hands holding the ointment trembling.
He looked at Shen Yuan with red eyes, like a big dog that had been wronged.
If it had a tail behind it, it would probably be drooping listlessly on the ground by now.
Chen Yuan was afraid that she would be soft-hearted, so she decisively looked away.
Fu Yan's bright eyes drooped, and he said in a low voice
"Okay, then be careful. Wash your hands and don't hurt yourself..."
Shen Yuan hummed expressionlessly and urged him
"You go out."
Fu Yan withdrew his gaze, placed the ointment on the table, and then turned around.
The pace was slow, as if it were filled with lead.
He looked back every few steps, like a stray dog about to be abandoned by its owner.
As they were about to reach the door, Fu Yan turned back again, his pitiful eyes fell on Shen Yuan's face, and he reminded her worriedly:
"Be careful... I'm outside, call me if anything happens."
Watching his dejected back as he left, Shen Yuan loosened her clenched fingers, and as if in compromise, she fell flat on the bed.
"Come back."
Fu Yan's cold lips curled up slightly, with a hint of conspiracy succeeding.
The moment he turned around, the expression on Fu Yan's face became pitiful again, his eyes flickering with a bit of disbelief.
"Ayuan...what did you say?"
Shen Yuan sighed, his cheeks flushed.
"close the door."
Crying and complaining really works, all I need is to act like a spoiled child~
........
(I’m not allowed to write about this rotten persimmon, so you can imagine it yourself. I’ve been stuck for three consecutive days and I can’t take it anymore. I’ll be acting cute later~)
After a while, Shen Yuan's injuries were almost healed.
Fu Yan no longer locked her up, and after Chen Yuan dressed up in disguise, she could go out occasionally.
Fortunately, apart from the frightened Dr. Liu, almost no one in the base knew her.
What meets the eye is still a miserable scene, with workers everywhere, their dark skin covered in sweat.
The doors of the rows of houses were still closed. The psychic dragged the embarrassed girl into one of the houses, and soon strange noises were heard.
The workers had long been accustomed to it and pretended not to hear and continued with their work.
We are all trying to survive in the cruel apocalypse. There is nothing to discriminate against or ridicule.
The temperature was very high during the day, and the glaring sun made the soil on the ground dry and hard, making it squeak when stepped on.
Chen Yuan wandered around everywhere. Although it was boring, it was more comfortable than being locked in a small room every day.
Fu Yan has been acting mysterious lately, staying with Zhou Tang every day. No one knows what he is plotting.
Chen Yuan didn't want to care about him and was happy and at ease.
Passing by a small brick house, a large group of people appeared not far away.
Those are all people with special abilities, competing and training with each other.
People with special abilities are rare in the base, and private fights that may injure themselves or others are strictly prohibited.
Chen Yuan was afraid of being exposed, and since he couldn't defeat them, he decided to take a detour.
When he walked to a secluded path, Shen Yuan suddenly heard footsteps behind him.
She turned her head warily and saw a wretched-looking man.
He was wearing a tattered short-sleeved shirt, sweat was on his forehead, and even his breathing was hot and heavy.
At this moment, he stared at Chen Yuan like a wolf seeing fat meat.
Shen Yuan subconsciously took two steps back to distance herself from him.
"Little beauty, play with your brother."
The man rubbed his hands, his face full of greed.
He approached Shen Yuan step by step, intending to corner Shen Yuan.
Shen Yuan's face suddenly turned gloomy and his tone became cold.
"What do you want to do?"
The man chuckled, like a mouse that had stolen sesame oil, his eyebrows and eyes wrinkled into a small ball.
"Of course...you."
After saying that, he stretched out his dirty hands towards Shen Yuan's chest.
"Wangzai, can I beat him up?"
Shen Yuan asked silently.
【no. 】
Wangzi refused righteously, and then said, "Don't dirty your hands."
There was a hint of anger in Wangzai's soft and cute voice. He took out a mace from his little cat schoolbag and handed it to Chen Yuan.
[Use my heirloom stick to beat him to death! ]
Shen Yuan hummed lightly, and an enlarged iron mace immediately appeared in his palm.
Seeing the man getting closer and closer, Shen Yuan moved his fingertips slightly and raised them silently.
The next second, a familiar voice came to my ears.
"Stop! Let go of that girl!"
Shen Yuan silently put away the mace and looked at the person who came with horror on his face.
"Ada!"
Lin Yao comes with his own special effects. He kicks the wretched man to the ground and then steps on his back.
"You little pervert, you actually wanted to flirt with our sister Fu Yuan, take this flying kick from me."
After saying that, Lin Yao stomped hard on the man's back several times, almost breaking his ribs.
There was dust on the corners of the man's mouth. He was flapping his arms like a landlubber, but he couldn't escape Lin Yao's five-fingered feet.
"Let me go! Get out!"
He roared fiercely, but failed to scare Lin Yao at all.
He snorted coldly and exerted force on his feet.
The man cried out in pain and almost vomited blood.
For the sake of his life, he gritted his teeth and begged for mercy weakly.
"Brother! I was wrong! Let me go, let me go."
"Still arrogant?"
The man shook his head, his face pale with pain.
"I was wrong, brother. I just followed you on impulse."
Lin Yao asked coldly, "Are you still following girls?"
"No, no."
Lin Yao nodded with satisfaction, loosened his foot, and kicked the man hard again.
The man howled in pain and ran away like a drowned dog.
Looking at his leaving back, Lin Yao withdrew his gaze and patted the dust off his shoes with satisfaction.
"Fortunately, I arrived in time, otherwise Sister Fu Yuan would have been bullied by you."
Yes, if Lin Yao had not arrived in time, the mace would have hit the man on the head.
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