After Brushing Face At The Apocalypse's Boss For 363 Days

Chapter 45

The interior of the city was a restricted zone.

But Zhang Zhiyin didn’t care about this. Recently, he had brought his team here many times. The area near the toll station had long been cleaned up by the ability users from Station 7 who repeatedly came and go to this area.

If he were to fight with Shang Si, he should certainly choose a place far from the base.

Following along the main road after entering the toll booth and then turning right would be Street 7, which was the area Zhang Zhiying and his team was in charge of. With the shelter of the buildings here, he did not think anyone would discover their fight.

Zhang Zhiyin threw two ice spheres directly at him: “This is to return you for that first time.”

“Also, I hope you can make it clear what you really want to do, and I, I will not let you play with me as you wish.”

Shang Si stood there not knowing what was happening, he just let him throw the ice spheres at him. He replied, “Oh.”

Zhi Yin got angry… How cute…

He looks so cute even when he is throwing ice spheres around.

Zhang Zhiyin didn’t know what the other party was thinking. He said straightforwardly, “Let’s have a fight. If I win, Shang Si, please listen to me in the future.”

I’ll listen to you even if you lose. Shang Si nodded and he did not fight back, he just continued to be beaten.

Zhang Zhiyin frowned: “fight back.”

Shang Si shook its head and tried to put on what it thought was the most sincere expression: “I can’t beat you.”

In the face of such a stubborn opponent, there was nothing Zhang Zhiyin could do. So, he abandoned the usage of his ability and directly lifted his fist. After all, abilities were powerful. If Shang Si insisted on not fighting back, he could get seriously injured if they were careless.

If he knew that they wouldn’t be using their abilities to fight, he wouldn’t have come so far in order to conceal the effect of their abilities.

Shang Si was happy to receive his punch and fell to the ground. He even pulled Zhang Zhiyin along with him to his embrace.

He looked at Zhang Zhiyin in silence with those black eyes that looked very pure. His gaze met his and he asked, “Zhiyin, don’t you all have a sentence called ‘Hitting is spoiling, scolding is love’?”

Zhang Zhiyin was completely discouraged. He got up by pressing his hands on Shang Si’s chest, turned around, and then left.

In fact, after so long, he realized that Shang Si was not bad, in fact, he was simply excessively innocent and he gave a sense of ignorance of the society ⁠— whoever made him unhappy; he would send a Thunderball, whomever he liked; he would obediently let them hit him.

But some of his actions really upset Zhang Zhiyin ⁠— he thought he was Yin Nian ah?

Suddenly he felt alarmed, and a vague idea flew into his heart.

Zhang Zhiyin looked back unconsciously, and the man had already stood up. He stood behind him with his head down slightly. His figure was tall and slender, his facial features remained unclear.