"What do you want to do?"

Facing the fiercely approaching guards, Catherine was so scared that she quickly retreated and lost her appearance.

But before she could withdraw a few steps, she was immediately slapped in the face and slapped it on the ground with a loud bang.

Immediately afterwards, she pulled up again as if she was being plucked by a chicken.

The two more slaps made her look so many scarlet finger marks appear on her beautiful face.

This guard took action too seriously.

He had almost no mercy on such a blonde beauty.

When Mewald, who was standing in front of Chen Ping, saw this scene, he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

But he wanted to plead for Catherine, but he was afraid that he would end up like Catherine.

The sound of slaps kept ringing in Catherine's face, accompanied by the roars of guards fifteen, sixteen and seventeen, and looked very cruel.

Chen Ping, who was sitting on the chair, finished gnawing on the chicken legs, picked up a bottle of mineral water and started drinking it, completely stating that he was not concerned about himself and was hanging high.

When 39 slaps fell firmly on Catherine's face, her originally fair and beautiful face was now beyond recognition.

The blood oozed from the corners of her mouth and the purple and redness on both sides of her face made her look funny and tragic.

More importantly, she was already unkempt and as the guard pushed her away, she suddenly collapsed on the ground, covering her painful cheeks, and sobbing in a low voice.

I think she has been so humiliated and beaten by the moon since she was a child.

Now, she couldn't even imagine this scene, and even thought she was having a nightmare.

But the pain on her face reminded her that all this was true, and the anger in her heart was conceivable.

"Report to the boss, 39 slaps, not more than one, not another ~!"

The guard came to Chen Ping and gave a standard salute.

Chen Ping nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Tell the kitchen that I want to eat Western food now, so hurry up and get a few servings."

When the guard heard this, he asked in surprise: "Boss, is it here?"

"Yes~!" Chen Ping nodded: "It's here."

The guard nodded quickly and turned around and left in a hurry.

"Catherine~!" It was not until this time that Maywald hurriedly ran towards Catherine and helped her up from the ground.

She covered her swollen cheeks and stared at Chen Ping viciously, still full of anger.

"Don't convince?" Chen Ping asked with a sneer, "Why don't you curse a few more?"

"No, no ~!" Mewald hurriedly waved at Chen Ping: "We need food and water now, but we just need food and water. For the sake of the Lord, we will give us a chance to survive."

"I said, this is very simple~!" Chen Ping raised his legs again and lit a cigarette: "Tell me out your position and purpose, this is the last chance I will give you."

Just as Mewald was about to speak, he was grabbed by Catherine beside him.

Mewald took a deep breath and looked at Chen Ping bitterly: "We have already said just now, we are here to invite you..."

"No." Chen Ping shook his head: "The news I have is not consistent with what you said."

When he heard this, Mewald was shocked.

Catherine, who had a fat head and a swollen face, trembled all over.

The two sides were in a stalemate until a high-end Western dining table was carried in by two guards and placed in front of Chen Ping.

Immediately afterwards, a middle-aged woman in a chef's uniform led several small chefs, carrying three plates of Western food and three bottles of red wine, and hurried in.

What surprised Catherine and Maywald even more was that the few people who came in had a careful arrangement.

Not only were there beautiful tablecloths on the Western dining table, but three candle holders were also placed, candles were lit, and three beautiful flowers were placed.

This was a very romantic and Western dining act that made Catherine and Mewald's chin almost fall out.

Such arrangements are extremely luxurious even before the end of the world.

Because they could see at a glance that the three bottles of red wine placed on the dining table were all top-notch Lafites that had been treasured for many years, and one bottle was worth more than 100,000 yuan.

As the chef uncovered the cover of the meal, Chen Ping picked up the knife and fork, cut off a piece of hot, fully cooked steak and put it into his mouth.

"Since you don't cherish the opportunity, let you die in peace."

Chen Ping said, shouting without looking back: "Go and invite Mr. Yu to have a meal~!"

The guard standing at the door immediately turned around and left in a hurry.

"Two." Chen Ping inserted a small piece of steak and put it in his mouth: "It looks good in spirit and has a noble temperament. Our Xia Kingdom zombies must like it very much~!"

After hearing this, Katherine and Maywald trembled all over.

Damn, I knew that the two of them hadn't eaten a day or a night, and they were hungry and thirsty.

This guy actually ate such luxurious and ritualistic Western food in front of them. Isn’t this a knife in their hearts?

It's even more excessive now, and I even have to throw them away and feed them to the zombies!

Taking a deep breath, Mewald asked anxiously: "Mr. Chen Ping, don't you still want 400,000 tons of supplies?"

"Yes." Chen Ping nodded.

"Since that's the case, can't you be more respectful and polite to us?" Mewald asked again.

"Am I not respect and polite enough to you? Chen Ping spread his hands and cut it out: "I neither beat you nor scold you, and I also plan to let you share your experience with our Xia Kingdom zombies. Isn't this respect and polite?"

"No, this can't be done." Mewald shouted madly: "Mr. Chen Ping, we are not your prisoners of war, nor your enemies. We just need food and water now, and there is no intention of offense."

"No, no, no." Chen Ping shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Mewald must be dreaming. I heard that you are full of energy and energetic. Now your whole body is full of strength, and you can kill at least ten zombies."

Mewald: "…"

"I am the special envoy of the interim commander of Ying Jiang." Catherine, with a swollen face, suddenly glared at Chen Ping: "According to diplomatic etiquette, you cannot treat us like this. Even if we are prisoners of war, you should provide us with humanitarian assistance instead of giving us to zombies."

"The Special Envoy of the Interim Commander?" Chen Ping widened his eyes and asked in surprise: "Who?"

Catherine was so angry that she gritted her teeth. The scars on her cheeks suddenly hurt and she hissed again.

"You don't need to act anymore, Ms. Catherine."

Just then, an old and majestic laugh suddenly came from the door.
Chapter completed!