Apocalypse Rebirth: Beauties Surround Me

In sheer strength alone, he was inferior to her.

I wonder what she's been fed on to grow like that!

Does having a big chest have something to do with this too?

Patrick stared at Lily's chest, unable to resist licking his lips.

"It seems you haven't grasped my meaning! You should utilize your greatest... advantage! What's the biggest part of your body?"

His eyes didn't hide his lecherous thoughts at all!

Lily was taken aback by his words!

"Patrick, you're taking this joke too far!"

"Who's joking with you!"

Patrick's expression turned cold.

"Look at Natalie, how she understands the situation. I hope you can be a bit more sensible too!"

Patrick took two steps forward, reaching out to grab her.

Lily quickly stepped back to avoid him.

At that moment, she had a sudden realization.

No wonder Natalie had been nagging at her these past few days.

Saying how talented and competent Manager Oliver was, and if she were ten years younger, she would definitely follow Manager Oliver.

Implicitly suggesting she should get involved with Manager Oliver.

They had been colluding with Patrick and the others all along.

Thinking of Manager Oliver's half-bald head and greasy, chubby face.

And calling him talented!

Ugh!

She couldn't believe she had said it aloud!

But thinking of Manager Oliver...

"If you do this, Manager Oliver won't spare you!"

She began to bluff.

"Hehe, do you think he knows?"

Patrick smirked.

"Two new girls have arrived, and Oliver's attention has already shifted to them. As for you, Oliver has agreed to give you to me!"

Patrick said, reaching out to grab her again.

Lily continued to step back, but there was little space left behind her, and she ended up pressed against the wall.

What's going on?

Am I just an object?

Being tossed around like this?

Did anyone bother to ask me?

Lily felt a chill in her heart!

"You... you're breaking the law!"

"Tsk tsk, do you think the law still matters now?"

Seeing Lily with nowhere to go, Patrick became even more pleased with himself.

"In this world today, you women are commodities, only worthy of being used!"

He waved the nail gun in his hand.

"You've just seen the power of this nail gun! If you behave and listen to me, I'll treat you well. Otherwise... I'll nail your hands and feet first, then have some fun with you!" Find stories at m,v,l,e,mpy,r.

Lily looked at the nail gun aimed at her, thinking of the two nails deeply embedded in the wall, trembling with fear, her eyes filled with despair!

"Now, serve me well!"

Patrick said as he undid his belt.

His pants slid down, revealing his hairy thighs.

What should I do?

Lily looked around in confusion.

Outside were hordes of zombies.

And this was an enclosed space.

The other party had a pneumatic nail gun...

What could she do?

Where could she escape to?

Do I really have to become their plaything?

No!

I'd rather die!

A glint of determination and unwillingness flashed in Lily's eyes.

She had resigned herself to death!

But seeing Patrick's arrogant and triumphant demeanor, her unwillingness turned into anger.

Why should I die?

And this person in front of me gets to revel in his arrogance?

If I die, you won't have it easy either!

A surge of warmth flowed through her limbs with her anger.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up, take off your clothes and let me have a good look at your chest..."

Lily watched as he was about to take off his four-cornered pants, and without expression, she walked up to him.

"That's right, be a good girl, take off your clothes, and kneel down..."

But before he could finish his sentence, a blur shot from Lily's right leg, fiercely kicking between his legs.

"Splurt!"

"Splurt!"

It sounded like something shattered. At the same time, there was a muffled "bang." A nail grazed Lily's body, hitting the wall behind her, then bounced off onto the ground. Following that, a sharp and piercing noise, like a rooster crowing, echoed throughout the entire mall.

"Oh!"

But it only rang once, then faded like a dampened firework, growing quieter and quieter.

At this moment, looking at Patrick, one could see his knees clamped together, buttocks raised, upper body lowered, both hands covering his crotch, resembling a shrimp, his features contorted, spinning in place.

His originally burly body now bent like a delicate young girl.

The nail gun in his hand had long been thrown to the ground.

The shot just now was only fired instinctively due to intense pain.

"What's going on?"

Oliver and Natalie emerged seemingly out of nowhere.

"Patrick... what's happening to you?"

Natalie hurried forward to support Patrick.

Oliver's heart chilled at the sight of Patrick's bizarre posture, especially when he noticed a foul-smelling yellow liquid flowing from between his legs, emanating a urine-like odor.

His knees felt weak, and he looked at Lily, shouting with a mixture of anger and intimidation, "Lily, what's wrong with you? How could you be so heavy-handed with a colleague?"

"Yes, look how much pain Patrick's in!"

Natalie echoed from the side.

"I kicked him!"

Lily looked at the two of them expressionlessly, but inside, she felt a wave of satisfaction.

"This won't do! Why couldn't this be resolved through discussion? Patrick is such a nice person; he has been taking care of you these days!"

The two of them exchanged words back and forth.

"He was trying to force me..."

"Yes, if he forced you, that's wrong of him. But you could have told me. I would have intervened. How could you resort to violence? Look at how you've made him look now. What if you had injured him?

Natalie, quickly check on him!"

Oliver acted as if he were upholding justice.

Natalie helped Patrick sit down.

Upon hearing Oliver's words, she released Patrick's hands and pulled down the edge of his pants to take a look inside.

"Oh..."

Natalie shivered with disgust, looking at Oliver with a hint of regret.

"It's all mangled and rotten beyond repair!"

"Uh..."

Oliver froze!

"Splurt~"

A suppressed laugh echoed.

"Who?"

Oliver looked around. Although the surroundings were dimly lit, there was nowhere for anyone to hide; it was empty.

He looked at Lily again, calm and composed; evidently, it wasn't her who laughed.

"Could it be an illusion?"

At this moment, finally coming to his senses due to Natalie's words, Patrick's eyes turned bloodshot. He stared at Lily intensely, like a vindictive wolf.

"I... I'll make you die!!!"

His tone was as cold and venomous as a serpent, filled with boundless resentment.

Then, with strength coming from who knows where, he suddenly pounced to the ground, picked up the nail gun he had previously discarded, and aimed it at Lily's head.

His movements were too fast, too unexpected; no one reacted in time.

Lily was so frightened that she closed her eyes.

Bang!

The gunshot didn't bring the expected pain. Lily opened her eyes to find someone had suddenly appeared on the scene. It was Elijah!

Then her gaze fell on Elijah's hand. His hand was gripping the nail gun; a nail pierced through his palm, soaked in blood.

This...

Everyone present was stunned. There was clearly no one there just a moment ago...

How did he appear in the blink of an eye?

And he had the audacity to grab the nail gun!

Doesn't it hurt?

"Tsk, too busy watching the show, got careless!"

Elijah muttered.

Patrick paused for a moment, then erupted in rage!

"You bastard! What gives you the right to interfere? Damn it, I'll kill you along with her!"

"Damn it!"

Elijah kicked him.

With a thud, Patrick was kicked away, skidding along the ground, crashing into the wall before coming to a stop!

With new injuries added to old pains, he fainted on the spot!