Strategy to Capture Men: 133.133

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This is the anti-theft seal. Ding Yao jumped down from the wall with great skill. He walked to Han Yanyan and squatted down to look at her hands. The palm of the hand is covered with a thin layer of translucent ice, with red flesh and white bones faintly visible.

Ding Yao nodded: "It's nothing."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and picked up the mountain knife. As soon as my fingertips touched the blade, the knife disappeared. Han Yanyan remembered that in addition to the thunder power, he was also a space power user.

Ding Yao put the man's backpack, Han Yanyan's backpack and storage bag into the space. When he turned around, Han Yanyan had already stood up, holding on to the flower bed next to the steps. Ding Yao glanced at her: "Let's go."

Han Yanyan nodded. Ding Yao was walking in front. He didn't take more than two steps when he heard a thud behind him. Turning around, Han Yanyan sat on the ground again.

Her legs are weak.

"First time killing someone?" Ding Yao asked. He saw that she was very fierce in killing zombies and was not timid. He didn't expect that killing a human would be like this.

Han Yanyan’s face was as white as paper and she nodded.

"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 headfirst, 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, safety 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 pursed her lips and said, "I can go scavenging and join the search team..."

The round-faced man chuckled again, this time coming from the nasal cavity, with obvious contempt: "Just you? You have thin arms and thin legs. You have to let go before you encounter zombies." The living will be reincarnated into death."

Han Yanyan bit her lip and raised her head stubbornly: "Then I won't do it either."

Ding Yao held the cigarette between his fingers and asked: "Water and ice dual elements?"

Han Yanyan nodded.

Ding Yao said: "Show me."

Han Yanyan understood, handed the fruit knife to her left hand, and freed up her right hand. After she exerted great force, an ice ball appeared in her palm, which was larger than an apple and smaller than a pineapple.

"It would be easier if there was water." Han Yanyan whispered. But she couldn't condense the water first and then freeze it, because condensing water was also very laborious. In just a few seconds, she could only show Ding Yao one power. Compared to the ice power, the water power was even more useless.

Han Yanyan is actually not that weak. She could feel that there was still a lot of power left in her body. But she had just learned to use her powers in the past ten minutes, and was very unskilled, so it was extremely difficult to use them. In the eyes of others, she is weak.

The little hockey puck made the men laugh. The round-faced man even laughed in disgrace.

Thunder team is full of strong players, and those who can surround Ding Yao are strong players. There was a man with a mustache who laughed so hard that he snapped his fingers, and a pen-like slender ice pick formed in front of him. It went around several people's bodies in an instant and shot through the gaps between the people. Han Yanyan's palm.

Han Yanyan's ice ball exploded with an ice pick, and her palm was injured and bleeding. The snow-white palms are bright red, like red plums in the snow.

"Lao Zhang, please take it easy!" The round-faced man gave up and yelled while craning his neck and turning his head.

Lao Zhang ouched and said, "My hand is slipping, my hand is slipping. Lijun, please give me some treatment."

A bearded man stepped forward with a smile and put his hand on Han Yanyan's hand. Han Yanyan frowned, but did not retract her hand. The wound on the palm of his hand that was still sore became hot and itchy for just a few seconds. Wu Xiu moved his hand away. There were still some blood stains on Han Yanyan's palm, but the wound had disappeared.

What a powerful healing power.

Han Yanyan showed "shock" with her eyes and expressions at the right time. This look on the beautiful woman's face makes the men smile, and they are very pleased with it.

The little hockey puck just now was so funny that a smile appeared on Ding Yao's lips. He blew out smoke and asked, "How did you survive?"

Han Yanyan lowered her eyelashes: "I used to have companions..." As he spoke, his eye circles turned red.

Han Yanyan has a skill that is not really a skill. It is often very easy for her to become truly devoted to the plots or characters she has conceived. For example, if she wants to write a sadistic plot, she may burst into tears before she even starts writing it. She is just imagining it in her mind. At this time, red eyes, wet eyes, etc. are really easy to come by.

The vague words gave the men plenty of room to think. The men all had expressions of "Sure enough," and I don't know what each of them was thinking about, but most likely they couldn't escape the general idea of ​​"I relied on men to protect me all the way, and now that the man is dead, I am alone."

Ding Yao flicked the cigarette ashes and increased the price: "Three meals a day, four people a day, and medicine when sick." After a pause, he added: "Whatever they give you is your own."

Han Yanyan was silent for a few seconds, then raised her eyes to look at him: "Thank you for saving me just now. I..."

"If you don't come with me, as soon as I leave, you will be dragged away and you won't be able to get out of bed tomorrow. Believe it or not?" Ding Yao interrupted her lightly.