Foolish Kindness

Until Chen Yu, carrying a fire axe, slowly walked up to him and said, "It's your turn to choose, Zhang Zihao."

"Buzz!"

Zhang Zihao's mind went completely blank!

Boundless fear engulfed him!

Whether he wanted to admit it or not, Chen Yu had become the Yama King who decided his life and death!

Tears streamed down his face; he no longer cared about dignity and crawled backward on all fours...

He kowtowed frantically, his forehead slamming against the concrete floor with a dull thud!

"Chen Yu! Brother Chen! I was wrong! I was really wrong! I'm not human! I'm an animal! I'm trash!"

"Spare my life! I'll never do it again! I... I'll give Yuxin to you! I'll give you everything! I'll be your dog! You tell me who to bite, and I'll bite them!"

He was rambling incoherently, as if he had gone mad!

Hearing Zhang Zihao shout such words, Deng Yuxin trembled.

The last ripple of emotion in his eyes vanished completely.

But seeing the blood on his forehead from the impact...

The girl's innate gentleness and kindness inevitably moved her to pity.

She bit her lip, her eyes blurry with tears, and looked at Chen Yu, her voice trembling with sobs: "Chen Yu...you promised me you would save him, please...please don't kill him."

Chen Yu stood still, his gaze sweeping over the girls beside him.

Although Zhang Wanyue, Li Mengyao, and Wang Mengmeng did not come to plead for mercy, they generally lacked hatred.

Yes, they haven't truly experienced a survival path with no bottom line yet.

If Chen Yu were betrayed, what he would do is to skin the traitor alive and send the traitor, along with the awakened ones who were close to him, to the Western Paradise.

But they are still stuck in the stage of foolish kindness.

This soft-heartedness will become an obstacle to his control over the team.

If he wants to thoroughly train these female college students and turn them into qualified courtesans, then experiencing harsh realities early on is essential...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Zhang Zihao kept kowtowing!

Chen Yu suddenly laughed: "Alright, since everyone's pleading for you, I won't kill you. You're an A-level talent after all, and we're all classmates..."

(PS: To reiterate, this article does not involve any saintly behavior. The protagonist does not kill, but there are better ways to kill. I am quite authoritative in writing about the dehumanization of characters. I will only be criticized for indiscriminate killing, not for being a saint. You can read it with peace of mind.)

Hearing this!

Zhang Zihao suddenly raised his head!

He couldn't believe his ears, then erupted in ecstasy: "Really?! Brother Chen! You're like a second parent to me! I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"

He kowtowed frantically, glancing anxiously to the side, "Yuxin! Thank you! Thank you for pleading for me! Class monitor! Thank you! I, Zhang Zihao, am no human being! I will definitely repay you!"

Just then, Chen Yu calmly rolled up his sleeves...

Zhang Zihao stared blankly at Chen Yu's actions, his heart skipping a beat for no apparent reason!

The next second—

His large hands, with distinct knuckles, seemed to grow even larger in his eyes!

Snapped! ! !

A slap!

Zhang Zihao's head suddenly swung to the side, his whole body spinning halfway through the air before crashing heavily to the ground!

With a roll of his eyes, he decisively and completely passed out!

Deng Yuxin, Zhang Wanyue, and the others stared in disbelief at Zhang Zihao lying unconscious on the ground, then at Chen Yu's expressionless face, unsure of what to say...

Chen Yu flicked the blood off his hands and said calmly, "Tie him up."

"Oh, right, put away those guys' weapons too. Keep the blunt weapons for yourselves, but give me that knife."

On the first day of the apocalypse, knives were quite scarce.

Even in this supermarket, you can only find self-defense tools such as scissors and knives.

However, the fact that one of the opponents was carrying a short knife indicates that they were quite lucky.

I just met myself.

...

...

Two hours later.

The night was as dark as ink, and the room on the second floor was lit only by a single candle.

The dim, flickering light cast shadows on everything.

Zhang Zihao was awakened by the sharp pain on his face. He opened his eyes, his vision blurred and unfocused, before he could focus with difficulty.

He found himself tightly bound to the chair by rough nylon rope.

"What's going on..."

"Didn't Chen Yu say he wouldn't kill me...?"

He swallowed hard and tentatively called out, "Yuxin? Are you here? Please come and save me!"

Now, the only person I can rely on is my girlfriend, whom I've been dating since high school.

But his words went unanswered.

Zhang Zihao's heart sank little by little, but he dared not raise his voice any further.

His gaze fell on the half-open frosted glass bathroom door.

No light shone through the crack in the door.

Just as Zhang Zihao thought no one was in the room and dejectedly lowered his gaze...

"Hmm... Yeah..."

A very faint sound drifted out from behind the bathroom door.

It's Deng Yuxin's voice!

Zhang Zihao knew his girlfriend too well; he instantly identified the source of the voice.

It turns out my girlfriend didn't give up on me; she's still here!

"Yuxin? Is that you? You...you're inside? How are you?"

A longer silence fell over the bathroom.

It seemed to be only the sound of fabric rubbing against the wet, slippery tile surface.

Then, Deng Yuxin's voice came again: "It's...it's me, Zihao..."

It's a little clearer than before, but it still sounds like it's taking a lot of effort to hear.

Zhang Zihao suddenly realized something and quickly asked with concern, "Yuxin, what's wrong?! Chen Yu...did he take his anger out on you?"

"No...no...he's exceptionally skilled..."

Deng Yuxin's voice reached my ears.

Zhang Zihao was taken aback. Who asked you if he was good or not? What does that mean?

Suddenly.

A hypothesis, uncontrollably, crept into my mind.

"Yuxin, what are you doing in the bathroom?"

Zhang Zihao suddenly asked.

Deng Yuxin's voice trembled: "I...I...I didn't do anything!"

Zhang Zihao took a deep breath: "Chen Yu... he's not in there either, is he? Don't joke with me, Yuxin..."

?

No...it's impossible...

How could Yuxin have fallen for Chen Yu...?

What am I thinking?

Her views on relationships can only be understood after marriage!

I can completely trust her!

Yes, yes, yes...

If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's fake!

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, the sound of water, the panting, and the intermittent words were all piercing his heart.

He wanted to break free of the damn rope and rush inside to see what was going on.

But he dared not.

Chen Yu is a madman; his strength is terrifying.

Even if it were true, what could he possibly do?

"No, that's not it, that's impossible. Maybe Yuxin is just tired and went to the bathroom to sleep..."

"Yes, yes, yes, sleeping in the bathroom makes sense too... it might not be as cold in there..."

Zhang Zihao tried to comfort himself.

Until the bathroom door was opened.

My girlfriend slowly walked out, her JK uniform even more disheveled than the last time I saw her.

The top three buttons of the garment were missing, and the collar was open.

Following half a step behind her was Chen Yu, who looked satisfied.

His gaze swept over the bound Zhang Zihao, then he reached out and placed his hand on Deng Yuxin's shoulder.

"You're awake."

Zhang Zihao was completely stunned, staring intently at the hand resting on his girlfriend's shoulder.

But even his courage to question was crushed.

His girlfriend still lied to him...

But he forced a smile: "Ha, hahaha, Brother Chen, I'm awake, but... why am I tied up..."

Chen Yu walked to the bedside and lit a cigarette: "I'm going out for a bit to check on the area. There are only a few girls left here, and you..."

"Just a few hours ago, there was a precedent of someone betraying their comrades to save their own lives, and that was an A-level individual. So, keeping you tied up will ensure everyone's safety, don't you think?"