Lust System: Harem In Two Different Timelines-Chapter 100: White Mamba

However, the situation was stronger than the person now. The other party was in the dark and had a gun, while Yasin was in the light and had no idea where the other party came from or what means they had. At this time, Yasin could only give in temporarily.

"Put your hands up!" the woman’s voice sounded again.

Yasin raised his hand honestly, turned around slowly, looked in the direction of the sound, and said with an innocent expression: "I have no intention of offending you. I came here just to find food. We are all survivors. I have no ill intentions."

The shop suddenly fell into silence, and the sound of two women and a man talking in low voices came from the shop. The three people seemed to be discussing something.

After a while, three people walked out of the darkness.

Leading the group was a woman in a police uniform, holding a revolver commonly used by American police.

The other man and woman were holding spears made of daggers and sticks.

The leading policewoman was very tall, about 1.78 meters tall, with round, slender and strong thighs, and her huge breasts bulged out the policewoman’s uniform.

With long golden hair and big eyes with bright blue pupils, she was a typical European and American beauty.

The policewoman had a very hot body. You could tell at a glance that she was a hot stunner who had been doing long-term fitness exercises. Her body was even hotter than that of supermodels like Vivian Sinclair. fгeewebnovёl.com

The man and woman following behind the policewoman were two teenagers who looked not very old.

The girl was probably seventeen or eighteen years old, which was the golden age of youth, innocence and romance.

Unfortunately, because of the end of the world, the girl was dressed rather sloppily, her long golden hair looked a little messy, and her snow-white, delicate skin was covered with dirt, making her look a little dirty.

But even so, it cannot conceal the girl’s graceful figure and regular facial features, especially her big watery eyes, which seem to be able to speak, filling people with endless reverie.

The first time Yasin saw the girl, Yasin felt that she looked familiar.

However, the girl was now in a slovenly state, and Yasin couldn’t remember where Yasin had seen her before.

The other teenager was a black boy, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old. Because the boy was wearing a motorcycle helmet that he got from somewhere, Yasin couldn’t see his specific appearance clearly.

Although this boy is still young, his height has reached over 1.8 meters and his physique is very strong. His whole body seems to be full of explosive power. When Yasin looked at the boy, Yasin almost had to slightly raise Yasin’s head to look at him.

However, this man and woman seemed to listen to the policewoman very much. Yasin could even see a hint of admiration in the girl’s eyes.

"Are you not from here?" The black boy next to Yasin looked Yasin up and down with curious eyes and asked with some surprise.

"Yes." Yasin nodded.

"How did you get in here? There are so many zombies downstairs! Also, where did you come from?"

The policewoman signaled the black boy next to her to step forward and snatch Yasin’s sword away, then continued to ask.

This woman was indeed a former policewoman. She was very cautious in doing things and asked very tricky questions. Yasin did not dare to be careless at all.

"I am a resident nearby. I had no food at home, so i had to come out to look for food. I saw this was a shopping mall and thought there was food inside, so i found an opportunity to crawl in from outside."

Yasin deliberately concealed the details and spoke briefly.

In this situation, the more carefully Yasin spoke, the greater the possibility of mistakes and omissions.

Yasin could only hope that the policewoman would not continue to question Yasin so rigorously.

"We don’t have much food left."

The girl behind the policewoman said a little embarrassedly: "We have already searched the third floor of the mall. The food left is not enough for so many of us to survive. Yasin, i am afraid you came to the wrong place."

The policewoman didn’t say anything, but just looked Yasin up and down.

After a long time, she put down her revolver and said, "You are very lucky to be able to get here from outside the mall without being eaten by zombies. I don’t think you are a bad person. Moreover, you should have some ability to avoid so many zombies and get here. Come with us."

The policewoman waved to Yasin and the two people behind her, and walked towards the elevator first.

"Hey, come on, buddy welcome to our shelter! Your knife looks cool!"

The black boy returned the sword to Yasin and introduced himself as he walked away: "My name is Kory Brayden, a basketball player of the Super Hornets! My lifelong dream is to become a star like Ronaldinho and Jordan!"

When Yasin heard the black boy’s self-introduction, he was stunned for a moment.

"Kory Brayden?" Yasin looked at the black boy with some surprise. Judging from his height and age, could this be the super basketball star Kory the white mamba of future generations?

Yasin is not very interested in basketball, but he knows super basketball stars like Kory.

"Huh? Dude, is there any problem?" Kory didn’t understand why Yasin suddenly froze, and asked curiously.

Yasin smiled awkwardly, stretched out his hand and shook Kory’s hand, saying: "My name is Yasin, nice to meet you, I believe that your dream will come true."

Yasin never expected that he would meet Kory Brayden, who was only a teenager, in this place.

In such a doomsday, Kory’s dream of becoming a basketball superstar is probably difficult to achieve.

However, with Kory’s size and physical strength, it would be nice for him to be a thug.