Strategy to Capture Men: 134.134

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This is the anti-theft seal. Han Yanyan felt slightly anxious. She secretly accumulated strength and stared vigilantly at the men approaching the encirclement. She was ready to use her ice power to attack whoever struck first. As for how strong this power is and whether it can stop the other party's behavior, she actually has no idea.

A fireball the size of a tennis ball suddenly shot over, and the skirt of the white cloth skirt burst into flames. Han Yanyan's reaction was very quick, and she immediately used her water power, which she was not very proficient in, to put out the fire. But the second fireball was already in front of him. Han Yanyan's pupils shrank, her slender waist swayed dexterously, and she narrowly avoided the fireball.

She turned around and saw that the man she had kicked in the crotch had stood up again, covering the bird with one hand, and with a wave of the other hand, a fireball was shot towards Han Yanyan.

The man's eyes were fierce and he was cursing: "Smelly cousin! You are so shameless! Let me see if I can kill you!"

Compared to Han Yanyan's ability to operate the two knives, this man is obviously much more proficient in controlling his own fire-type abilities. His hand was a fireball.

This time Han Yanyan failed to avoid it, and her skirt caught fire again. Although she put it out immediately with water, a hole was burned, and her slender and tight thighs were vaguely visible.

The other men did not surround him anymore, but smiled and took a few steps back, leaving room for the man to play a cat-and-mouse game.

Han Yanyan dodged two or three fireballs, and her skirt was inevitably burned to pieces, and she couldn't hide her beautiful legs. The men cheered and whistled, and shouted: "Be careful, don't really burn her!" The girl's skin was fair and delicate, and it would be a pity if any part of her was burned.

Han Yanyan swooped down and dodged a fireball. He rolled on the ground and landed on the stall selling knives.

When she propped herself up, the expression of the middle-aged man selling knives changed slightly. Han Yanyan glanced at him, her dark eyes like two pools of water. The middle-aged man pursed his lips slightly, but in the end he said nothing.

The fire-type man controlled the power very accurately. Just now, his fireball burned the fabric on one side of Han Yanyan's shoulder. Han Yanyan stood up and could only hold her chest with her hands to prevent it from being exposed.

The middle-aged man selling knives quickly picked up the four corners of the rag, wrapped his belongings into a ball, and quietly retreated and disappeared.

The fire-type man played with a fireball in his hand and shouted: "Aren't you awesome? Are you running away?"

Han Yanyan said nothing, stood up, hugged her chest and rushed in a certain direction. A man approaching that direction stretched out his arms to block him, and joked: "Hey, hey, are you really running away?"

Before the man finished speaking, a light suddenly flashed before his eyes. His heart trembled, and he instinctively leaned back. The fruit knife that Han Yanyan had just concealed with her chest slashed upward from the man's ribs to his chest, bringing up a string of blood beads and flying into the air. The man yelled and fell back a few steps.

Han Yanyan took the opportunity to break through the encirclement.

She still held a knife in her hand. People watching on the street backed away, and Han Yanyan rushed straight to the street.

The other companion of the fire-type man cursed and put his hands together, and a white electric light ball the size of a basketball appeared between his hands with a stinging noise. He pushed hard, and the electric ball shot toward the running Han Yanyan.

The onlookers let out a burst of exclamation, and then the exclamation suddenly stopped as if their necks were suddenly pinched!

When Han Yanyan heard the exclamation, she knew there was danger behind her. She instinctively looked back, and her breathing suddenly stopped!

Purple thunder and lightning intertwined into a grid, blocking the white electric light ball behind her!

The purple electric grid was less than half an arm's length away from her, crackling with force, so strong that she couldn't breathe. Han Yanyan subconsciously took a big step back. The white electric ball collided with the purple power grid and exploded! The people who just seemed to have been strangled by the neck screamed again.

Han Yanyan covered her head and face with her arms. When the shock wave of the explosion dissipated, she lowered her arms and opened her eyes. The white electric ball disappeared, but the purple electric grid continued to stay for a few seconds before disappearing.

No matter it was the fire man and his companions, or the people watching on the street, they did not look at Han Yanyan at this time. They all looked in the same direction.

Han Yanyan followed their gazes and looked in that direction.

On the other side of the road, a man stood under the streetlight, his hands in his pockets, looking at this side with an indifferent expression. His face was blurred under the light, and without saying a word, his aura had already overwhelmed everyone.

Formidable.

Around him, there were several men surrounding him, like stars over the moon. Compared to the looks of awe and fear on the faces of the bystanders, these men all had relaxed expressions, as if they had just watched a good show.

Han Yanyan finally understood why there was so little advance information this time, and why the behavior patterns of the people she met were unpredictable.

She knew who he was the first time she saw him.

It turns out that Ding Yao, the man she wants to conquer, the biggest variable in the world, has been here from the beginning!

Compared with the long and routine background of the previous world, this world actually has no foreplay at all. From the moment she walked out of the alley and stepped onto this street, she was directly into the drama!

Although she didn't know why the previous world failed and caused the world to collapse, Han Yanyan had already left a shadow in her heart. This time, after entering the world for only ten minutes, she was about to face the real master. Han Yanyan couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to relieve her heartbeat rate that was a little too fast.

"Ding, Boss Ding!" The fire-type man ran to the other side of the road sweating profusely. He was kicked in the vital part by Han Yanyan, and his running posture was a bit weird. When he got close, he didn't dare to get too close. He nodded and bowed from a few meters away: "This woman doesn't work after being paid, let's teach her a lesson... ”

With a "pop" sound, the man ignored him, lit a lighter, and lit a cigarette. Under the weak firelight, Han Yanyan saw a face with deep features and strong lines across a small road that was not too wide.

There were obviously so many people on the street, and the night market before was obviously noisy. But now this man lowered his head to light a cigarette, and the street was so quiet that you could hear your breath.

The fire-type man was sweating on his forehead.

There are more than 20 people with lightning abilities in Nanling City. His companions are already considered experts, and the condensed electric **** are only white with a slight cyan color. Since the outbreak of the zombie virus, Purple Thunder has only seen one person, Ding Yao, the leader of the Thunder Team.

The so-called team was initially just a group of survivors who came together and relied on each other in the apocalypse. In the early days of the apocalypse, the zombie virus first broke out, and gradually people began to develop various powers. They were weak at first, and then gradually became stronger. In this process, many weak people were ruthlessly eliminated and became flesh and blood in the mouths of zombies. Gradually, the strong moved closer to the strong, and a team with strong combat power appeared.

I don’t know which chuunibyou was the first to say the word "Team", but gradually everyone started calling it that. Those groups where strong people gathered gave their teams names one after another, and gradually they became divided into strong and weak groups. In Nanling City, there are hundreds of teams of various sizes. After all, a team of three can call themselves a team. But among these teams, large and small, the most powerful is Ding Yao's Thunder Team.

The reason why Ding Yao is called "leader" instead of "captain" is because Thunder is not only the strongest but also the largest team, with hundreds of people, all of whom are strong players. Ding Yao and his brothers could definitely walk sideways in Nanling. You must know that this world has lost its royal laws. People can not only kill zombies, but also people.

Lighting up a cigarette only takes a few seconds, but for the fire guy, it feels like hours. During the time it took from opening the lighter to closing it, his mind was spinning rapidly.

Ding Yao just took action. Why did Ding Yao take action? Does Ding Yao know this woman? Is this woman Ding Yao's woman?

Because I don’t know what’s going on, I feel like I have a sword hanging over my head. The man turned pale.

Fortunately, I finally finished lighting that cigarette. Ding Yao closed the lighter and put it in his trouser pocket, blew out a puff of white smoke, and raised his eyes to glance at Han Yanyan.

"It's pretty," he said.

The fire man breathed a long sigh of relief. A smile appeared on his face: "She looks like a newcomer, with water and ice elements, but she is very weak and useless. She is so lucky to meet you."

Ding Yao bit his cigarette and glanced at him.

The fire man nodded and bowed: "Then let her go with you, that, us, that..."

Ding Yao stopped looking at him and said "hmm" from his nose.

The fire-type man seemed to have received an amnesty, and he and his companions supported the injured one and left in a hurry. After leaving this street, I stopped and wiped my cold sweat: "I was scared to death. I thought I accidentally touched Ding Yao's woman."

Fortunately not.

Han Yanyan watched the fire man leave, and then heard Ding Yao say to her: "...come here."

His voice was low and magnetic, and he spoke neither fast nor slow, but the command contained in his words could not be disobeyed. People on the street subtly avoided this group of men, trying to act natural and not daring to blatantly watch Ding Yao's excitement.

No one could help Han Yanyan just now, and no one could help her now.

Han Yanyan walked over holding a fruit knife. Although she had her arms protected in front of her chest, the hem of her skirt had been burned to pieces, and a pair of slender and beautiful legs appeared and disappeared as she walked. The men's eyes all fell on those tight and attractive legs.

The same is true for Ding Yao.

"Boss, this girl is pretty good, take her back." A round-faced man behind him said with a smile. As he spoke, his eyes wandered between Han Yanyan's thighs and waist, with obvious desire.

Han Yanyan said nothing, staring at Ding Yao silently, but her hand holding the fruit knife tightened.

The night was dim, and Ding Yao's eyes had a frightening brightness. The man's eyes rubbed her body from bottom to top, and he exhaled white smoke and said: "Come with us, you will have three meals a day, no more than five brothers a day."

"Just get used to it." Ding Yao said, extending his hand to her.

Han Yanyan stretched out her hand and was held by Ding Yao. His hands were as strong as iron pliers. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her up. Han Yanyan wanted to help him, but Ding Yao had already bent down and hugged her legs, and picked her up as soon as she got up.

Han Yanyan was caught off guard and fell head down, exclaimed, and immediately covered her mouth.

The two zombies heard the sound and wandered towards this side. They were split apart by two purple lightning bolts and were broken into charred **** and piled on the ground. Han Yanyan felt relieved.

With this person here, security issues are no longer an issue.

The sun is setting in the west, and it’s almost time to gather. Ding Yao carried Han Yanyan on his shoulders and strode towards the direction of the motorcade. Han Yanyan watched the ground retreat rapidly. She felt dizzy after a while and simply closed her eyes.

She kept thinking about what Ding Yao said, "Just get used to it." Can you get used to killing people? Did Ding Yao kill many people?

"Mr. Ding." She suddenly opened her eyes and asked, "Why did that person want to kill me?"

"You are making a lot of money, and you look like you have gained a lot. If I meet you, I will cut off your hair." Ding Yao said casually.

It turns out that it is such a simple reason to kill people. Han Yanyan smiled bitterly. Fortunately, she still thinks that she has a full view of the world and makes trouble for a long time. In this world, she is just a fool.

As if sensing her frustration, Ding Yao suddenly said: "The fighting spirit is quite good."

This sentence has no beginning or end, but it is really praising her. But it also made Han Yanyan understand that Ding Yao at least watched the whole fight between her and the man.

He didn't take any action, just watched indifferently.

Maybe it was because he was absolutely sure that he could save her in the most critical moment. Or maybe it was because it didn't matter to him whether she lived or died. Of course, the greater possibility is that he fell in love with her but did not force her because he thought it would be more interesting to tame her as a wild horse.

Han Yanyan prefers the last option. Because this man was standing by, watching and letting her suffer.

It was uncomfortable to be carried on someone's shoulders. Not only did I feel dizzy, but my stomach also felt uncomfortable. Amid this turbulence, Han Yanyan's panic over her first murder gradually faded away, and she regained her composure.

She twisted her head and looked up, only seeing Ding Yao's broad shoulders.

Very good. Although things had some twists and turns, they unexpectedly developed in a good direction. Ding Yao kept staring at her, which showed that he was indeed interested in her. This unexpected twists and turns also gave the "stubborn girl" a step to surrender.

Next, no matter what becomes stronger or not, feel free to use it. She came to this world not to survive here, but to conquer Ding Yao. You cannot put the cart before the horse.

Only by conquering Ding Yao can she truly survive.

Carrying a large living person on his shoulders, but not affected at all, Ding Yao moved extremely fast and quickly returned to the convoy. In addition to the team members who stayed there to guard the convoy, the team members and search teams sent out also came back one after another.

"Lijun, come here and treat her." Ding Yao carried Han Yanyan and strode directly to his off-road vehicle, opened the back seat door and stuffed Han Yanyan in.

Sun Lijun trotted over and took a look: "Oh, what's going on? Who is so blind?"

You can tell at a glance that this wound is not caused by a zombie, but by a human being. Whether he wanted to **** or rob, this man was probably already in the West by now if he attacked the woman that Boss Ding was interested in. Sun Lijun observed a second of silence for this man.

Han Yanyan once again experienced Sun Lijun's awesomeness. The bone-deep wound healed in just a few moments, leaving not even a scar. She looked at the smooth palms of her two hands and exhaled a long breath.

Ding Yao sat on the passenger seat and threw two pieces of clothes over: "Change into them."

Han Yanyan's clothes were soaked in blood, and the smell of blood would attract zombies.

Han Yanyan hugged her clothes and looked at Ding Yao.

Sun Lijun walked away with a wink, and waved his hand to recruit the two team members next to the car. There was no one near the off-road vehicle. Han Yanyan was hiding in the back seat of the car to change clothes, so no one could see her.

Except Ding Yao.

Ding Yao's eyes were reflected in the rearview mirror, and those eyes were also looking at Han Yanyan.

Han Yanyan looked at each other in silence for a second, then turned slightly sideways and raised her hand to take off the blood-stained T-shirt.

Ding Yao looked in the rearview mirror. His thin shoulders and slender waist were hidden in the dimly lit car, and his skin seemed to be shining. The girl's eyelashes were lowered and her expression was forbearing, which made men feel particularly happy.

She knew what was right. Ding Yao lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

Han Yanyan quickly changed out of her **** clothes and pants and huddled up: "This..."

Ding Yao chewed on his cigarette and put his blood-stained clothes and pants back into the space. He took back his hand and pressed the horn. The driver heard the sound and ran over, opened the door and got in the car.

Han Yanyan stopped talking. Ding Yao saw it in the rearview mirror, held a cigarette between his fingers, turned his head and said to her: "You take this car."

Han Yanyan became quiet.

The sun has already set, and it’s time for the team to set off.

Most of the search team members came back, but a few did not. I don’t know if he died in the mouth of a zombie or at the hands of his companions. The convoy waited for a while, and after a few people appeared and no one was seen again, they set off.

No one got into Ding Yao's car anymore. Han Yanyan occupied the back seat alone and simply lay down to rest. It was a life-and-death struggle that, although not long, almost exhausted her energy. Physical strength was second to none, but what was more serious was that Han Yanyan felt an indescribable mental fatigue.

She was lying on the back seat, with her head on the driver's side, just in time to see Ding Yao's side face. The light was too dark to see the details, and I could only see a silhouette, with a straight nose and a strong jaw line. Occasionally, he turned his head and glanced at her. His eyes were deep and bright, which made her breath hitch.

This man...does she have the ability to make him fall in love with her? Han Yanyan felt slightly shaken.

She lay in the back and listened to Ding Yao and the driver talking in low voices. The convoy's destination was a certain factory on the outskirts of Yihai City. How many kilometers were there and how long would it take... Han Yanyan fell asleep unknowingly.

She woke up when the car stopped. It was dark outside, illuminated by the lights of the motorcade. The cars stopped and the roar of the engines became silent. She sat up and found that the convoy had left the city, and there were buildings around it. The shadowy ones looked low, like factories.

This place is indeed an industrial area. She remembered what she heard from Ding Yao and the driver on the way. The purpose of their trip was the machine tools in this factory.

"You stay in the car." Ding Yao said to Han Yanyan, and then said to the driver, "Look at her."

The driver nodded in agreement without getting out of the car. Ding Yao got out of the car alone.

Han Yanyan saw through the window that the people from the Thunder Team were gathering, but the people from the search team stayed in the truck. There was an iron cage on the truck to protect them.

"What are they going to do?" Han Yanyan asked.

The driver replied: "Clear the place." He glanced at her and comforted her and said, "Don't worry, the boss will lead the team himself and everything will be fine."

Han Yanyan didn't know how this person could tell that she was worried. Before yesterday, she could still maintain an independent self. Today, Ding Yao has declared his sovereignty by carrying her back. Maybe in the eyes of these people, she is already Ding Yao's woman.

She closed her mouth and watched silently.

Ding Yao led the team members into the dark factory.

A variety of sounds soon sounded, including the screams of zombies, gunshots and explosions. Separated by dozens of meters away, separated by factory walls and houses, those sounds were faint but unstoppable, reaching the ears.

There was a particularly intense sound in the middle, and then it fell silent. After a while, the factory suddenly became bright.

"Look, it's okay. We found the backup power supply." The driver said, lighting a cigarette, not very worried.

But Han Yanyan always felt that the roars of the zombies were particularly terrifying, and they seemed different from what she saw during the day. The driver listened for a while and said, "Damn it, there must be at least three mutant zombies... No, four!"

The driver is an ordinary-looking middle-aged man. Han Yanyan looked at the back of his head and felt that he must have a story.

Qi Tongtong also has a story, and so does Zhao Yuxuan. Sun Lijun and Lao Zhang are both people with stories. The man she killed must have a story too. Everyone has a story, and everyone's stories are intertwined to make up this world.

Han Yanyan thought that what she had to do in this world was to make up the story between her and Ding Yao so that Electronic Sound would be satisfied.

The entire clearing process took more than two hours. Finally, a team member came out, opened the factory door completely, and made gestures.

The motorcade parked in an open space picked up the cars one by one, and drove the cars into the factory one by one. The search team then got out of the car. Someone from the team came over and announced: "We will work tomorrow. That's it for today. Find a place to rest in the dormitory building."

There is a four-story building next to the factory, which is the dormitory building that the man mentioned. With someone from the team leading them, the search team went into the building to find a room to sleep.

Han Yanyan did not follow the crowd and stood there for a moment. Ding Yao's driver trotted over with a walkie-talkie: "The boss is calling you."

Han Yanyan followed him into the dormitory building and went up to the fourth floor. This dormitory building looks like a university dormitory. The rooms are all bunk beds with iron frames. Some large rooms can accommodate twenty or thirty people.

Han Yanyan also saw Sun Lijun healing others in the corridor. The injured man bared his teeth and screamed in pain while cursing: "Fuck, these zombies were locked in a factory and couldn't get out. They gnawed on each other and raised more than a dozen mutated zombies. It was like raising poison. Damn it." Damn it!"

Han Yanyan has seen this kind of plot in many zombie apocalypse novels in the past. Being really immersed in the situation, Han Yanyan felt a chill on her back when she thought of the roars she heard before.

The rooms on the fourth floor are different from those downstairs. Looking in from the open door, they are all serious rooms with Simmons beds and tables and chairs. They should be the dormitories of the factory management.

Ding Yao chose the room at the end of the corridor.

"I'm having a meeting. There is food in the house. You can eat it by yourself." Ding Yao said, "I'll stay in this room today."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at her and went downstairs.

Han Yanyan entered the room by herself. It was a simple single room with a double Simmons bed covered with clean sheets, which should have been brought by Ding Yao himself from the space. There is a desk next to the bed with a lunch box. Han Yanyan opened the lunch box and found four steamed buns inside. There was also an open can of meat on the table.

Han Yanyan knew that tonight, she would sleep in this room with Ding Yao.

She grabbed the steamed bun and took a big bite.

Han Yanyan used two steamed buns to eat a tin can of meat, eating until her stomach became bloated. She even licked her fingers clean.

She would never do such a useless thing before. But after three days in this world, she only ate meat on the first day. Yesterday and today, she relied on crushed biscuits and cold steamed buns to satisfy her hunger.

Just for this can of meat, if Ding Yao were here at this moment, she would probably agree to whatever request he made. She was not considered a person who was really hungry. Thinking about those people who were so hungry that their faces were sallow and their eyes were green, Han Yanyan really understood those women who sold themselves for two biscuits.

However, looking at this small room, Han Yanyan still felt slightly disappointed that her and Ding Yao's first time was going to happen under such simple conditions. Women are always a little emotional, even if she is just trying to conquer the man Ding Yao, she hopes that the conditions will not be so bad.

If only Ding Yao could wait and return to his luxurious suite in Nanling. Han Yanyan thought a little regretfully.

But she knew that Ding Yao had no intention of waiting. Unlike women, men don't want a romantic environment for this kind of thing. When they have needs, they want it to be solved immediately.

The look Ding Yao gave her before going downstairs clearly expressed this meaning. He planned to sleep with her tonight.

Not talking about Ding Yao, it was actually Han Yanyan herself. She was sitting peacefully on the edge of the clean bed, recalling the thrilling battle between life and death during the day and the terrifying roars of the mutated zombies in the factory. She wanted to drag Ding Yao upstairs, ride under her and **** him hard to relieve the fear that was suppressed in her heart.

Fear is human instinct, and **** is also human instinct. Sometimes the latter can effectively eliminate the former.

For people like Ding Yao, it is an effective way to alleviate the sequelae caused by adrenaline after fighting.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door. Then Ding Yao's driver opened the door and poked his head in: "Why don't you turn on the lights?"

Han Yanyan said: "It attracts mosquitoes." She walked over and turned on the light.

The man asked: "Have you eaten?"

Han Yanyan said: "It's done."

"They have finished the boiler and water tank, so you can take a shower." The man told her, "The bathroom is over there, it's public. They have already gone to wash it. There are no women on this floor. You wait until we finish washing it." Let’s go again.”

This is good news. At least the first time with Ding Yao doesn't have to be covered in stinky sweat.

The man left, and Han Yanyan turned around and found a towel and toiletries on the bed. It seems that Ding Yao carries them with him. There is really no power that is more convenient than the space power. It's enviable.

There is nothing else to do anyway, and we have to wait. Han Yanyan turned off the light and kept leaning against the window looking down. The voice from below came up, vague and indistinct.

The team members dispersed, but Ding Yao did not leave and was still talking to the few people who remained. The men all lit up cigarettes. Han Yanyan looked down from above and couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see the orange-red cigarette butts flickering on and off.

But she knew clearly which one was Ding Yao. She could feel his aura from four floors up.

When men take a shower, they actually take a shower. After all, in the summer, everyone is covered in stinky sweat. Also, if someone has blood on them, whether it's their own or someone else's, it's safer to wash it off.

Everyone is very fast. Han Yanyan actually didn't wait too long. Ding Yao was still talking downstairs when the driver knocked on the door again with his half-dry head: "Okay, you can go wash up."

Han Yanyan responded without moving.

The man downstairs suddenly burst into laughter at this moment, and Han Yanyan vaguely heard the word "beauty". She also saw Ding Yao suddenly raised his head and glanced upstairs.

Probably everyone knew that Ding Yao was going to sleep with her tonight, so they started making noises. Han Yanyan twitched her lips, took a towel and toiletries and went to the public bathroom.

The bathroom is at the other end of the corridor, with two rows of stalls, six in each row, a total of twelve stalls, and a long wooden bench in the middle. The compartment is equipped with double spring wooden doors above the knees, which looks very old-fashioned.