Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

“We also need to have a high level of knowledge and rich connotations.”

Zhang Yi clapped his hands upon hearing this. "Don't poke! So, does your method of interacting with upper-class men include that kind of negative-distance, multiple movements?"

The girls glanced at each other, and the mature and flirtatious type argued, "This kind of thing does happen. But we're not Kun, we have choices. Only when we feel that the other person is qualified will we have some intimate contact during a very pleasurable process."

The girl with the sophisticated face also said, "It's my body, I have the final say. What era is it now? You're still using this as an excuse. Isn't that a bit discriminatory against women?"

The cute girl also said angrily: "Don't be prejudiced against us!"

Zhang Yi smiled.

"Oh, so you're still Kun!"

The three girls shouted in unison, "We are not!"

Zhang Yi waved his hand at them. "What's the big deal? These days, making money is nothing to be ashamed of. And since you can enter Wang Siming's house, it seems you are the best among the students in Kunzhong."

"If social atmosphere didn't prohibit it, you should be given an award."

This time, the petite and cute girl couldn't stand it anymore.

She glared at Zhang Yi and said angrily, "Do you know how hard we socialites work? I've won the National Piano Competition. I can play 'Flight of the Bumblebee.' Have you heard of this piece?"

The title of the song "Flight of the Bumblebee" made Zhang Yi raise his eyebrows.

Of course he knew this song because he once had a favorite movie called "The Legend of 1900".

The climax of the film is when the protagonist plays "Flight of the Bumblebee".

Zhang Yi was also stunned when he heard this piano piece for the first time. He couldn't imagine that a pianist's hand speed could reach such a level.

He looked at the cute girl in front of him with some surprise, "You really can play it?"

The cute girl raised her chin proudly: "Of course! I play it very well!"

The high-class-looking girl next to him also said, “I can do that too!”

Zhang Yi smiled.

A pianist who can play "Flight of the Bumblebee" skillfully must have at least a professional level of eighth grade.

The highest piano rating is grade nine.

In other words, the two young and beautiful girls in front of Zhang Yi are excellent pianists rarely seen in the country.

And such a girl also came to be Kun.

"It's truly an age where people laugh at poverty but not at prostitution. Thinking about it this way, the end of the world is a good thing. At least everyone will be fair when facing death."

Zhang Yi had nothing much to say. They came here to "perform" and could at least get red envelopes worth hundreds of thousands or even millions.

Faced with this kind of temptation, most goddesses in the eyes of ordinary people cannot resist.

When Zhang Yi looked at these beautiful girls again, the heat in his eyes had subsided a lot.

He raised his gun and pointed it at the three girls.

"Turn around and lie down on the wall!"

When the three girls heard this, a smile flashed in their eyes.

You stinky man, you've been nagging us for a long time, but in the end you still want to do that, right?

The three men pretended to be frightened, then turned around and lay against the wall.

You can tell at a glance that the work is very skillful.

Zhang Yi took out several bundles of ropes and some cable ties from the alien space, walked over, and tied them up tightly one by one.

It’s also a professional tortoise shell bondage.

At first, the girls thought Zhang Yi wanted to play bondage, but later they found that Zhang Yi was tying them tighter and tighter.

After tying them up, Zhang Yi threw them into the pet room, closed the door and left.

It’s not time to completely relax yet, and Zhang Yi is not the kind of man who is obsessed with sex.

He still needs to continue exploring the house to see if there is any danger.