Is this what a zombie is?

106. I have a sensitive stomach.

"Hey, waiter, yes, you, the new guy, come here for a second."

A slightly drunken female voice came from a booth.

Jiang Chen looked in the direction of the sound and saw a middle-aged woman dressed in jewels beckoning him with her finger.

Several equally well-off women sat around him, all looking him up and down with undisguised gazes.

That gaze was very aggressive, without the slightest hint of concealment.

Jiang Chen sighed silently; he knew he was being watched.

There was no way around it; he was already quite handsome, and during this time he had experienced a lot, which gave him a cold and ruthless aura that came from life-and-death battles. This aura was completely out of place with the noisy and unrestrained environment around him, creating a fatal attraction.

His delicate features, refined by lightning, became sharply defined, making him appear exceptionally handsome in the dim, ambiguous light.

How could these lonely and empty rich women resist being tempted?

Jiang Chen walked over: "Madam, is there anything you need?"

"Come, come sit down, sit down and have a few drinks with the older sisters."

"Sorry, I'm only in charge of delivering drinks."

Jiang Chen refused firmly and turned to leave, but he didn't know that the more unattainable something is, the more he wanted it.

The rich woman grabbed Jiang Chen's wrist and slapped a thick wad of red banknotes onto his tray with her other hand.

"Is this enough to buy you for one night? If not, I can add more?"

Jiang Chen frowned slightly and withdrew his hand without making a sound.

"I'm just a waiter who carries dishes; I'm not responsible for serving drinks."

Jiang Chen is not some traitor like Cao Cao, and he has no interest in married women.

His stomach isn't suited to being a kept man, and he doesn't need a rich woman to support him.

If he really wants to be kept by a sugar daddy, he can go to Ai Yi.

Being rejected in public, the wealthy woman was quite embarrassed.

She gave a cold laugh, her tone becoming flippant.

"You work as a waitress here, don't you get commission from selling alcohol? Let me tell you, if you make me happy today, I'll buy you an apartment. That'll save you twenty years of hard work, how about it?"

As she spoke, her hand wandered restlessly toward Jiang Chen's abs.

In that instant, Jiang Chen's eyes turned cold; he wanted to make a move.

As soon as he had this thought, a violent urge to tear the rich woman to pieces surged forth uncontrollably, surging wildly through his body.

The plasma in my heart was spinning rapidly, and even tiny arcs of electricity were flickering at my fingertips.

He only needed to think for a moment to kill the woman in front of him instantly.

If he wants to!!!

Kill her! Kill her! Make this woman pay a terrible price for her words and deeds.

Go ahead and kill her. Don't you want to see her head explode and blood and flesh fly everywhere?

What you want to see, you have that desire deep down, don't you?

Jiang Chen felt as if a little devil with a fork had appeared beside him, whispering in his ear and tempting him to take action and enjoy the killing.

But Jiang Chen ultimately restrained himself and suppressed this violent urge to kill.

His moral compass wouldn't allow him to kill someone over such a trivial matter.

He avoided the salivating hand and spoke very restrainedly.

"Madam, please have some self-respect. I only receive a fixed salary and do not receive commissions."

"Oh ho, you're really asking for it. Let me tell you, there's no man that Sister Xia can't get. You'll have to drink with me today, whether you like it or not. I've got you all wrapped up."

The rich woman was completely enraged. She felt she had lost face terribly. So many of her sisters were watching, and this waiter didn't give her any respect at all.

She slammed her hand on the table. "Hold him down!"

The two bodyguards behind her immediately stepped forward and approached Jiang Chen from the left and right.

The surrounding guests were drawn to the commotion and cast gloating glances their way, including Shen.

Binge Eater sighed, a little worried.

"Sigh, I hope no one gets killed."

It would be very troublesome if someone died. Although the presence of the mirage would minimize the impact, repeated occurrences would still cause unnecessary trouble and affect the bar's business.

As the bodyguards slowly approached, a crimson glint flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes, and he took two steps back.

He was afraid that once he took action, he would be unable to suppress his violent urge to kill, and then things would really get out of control.

"Woof!"

A loud bark rang out clearly amidst the cacophony of music.

Immediately afterward, a yellow figure came running at full speed; it was security guard Xiao Huang.

Holding a rubber baton, he stood in front of the bodyguards with a serious expression. "Gentlemen, causing trouble is prohibited in the bar. Please return to your seats."

"Get out of my way! Do you even know who our boss is?"

A bodyguard impatiently shoved Xiao Huang, but Xiao Huang didn't budge. He tilted his head, grinned, and revealed a set of neat, white teeth.

"I'll say it again, go back to your seat. Otherwise, you'll face the consequences."

His voice wasn't loud, but the threat it carried instilled an instinctive fear in both bodyguards.

The wealthy woman wanted to say something more, but was stopped by her companion.

"Forget it, let's not bother with these local bullies. Let's go somewhere else."

In the end, the group left, grumbling and cursing.

The storm has thus subsided.

"Thank you so much, Brother Huang."

"You're too kind, Lord Jiang Chen. Just call me Xiao Huang. Feel free to call me anytime if you need anything."

Because of the living flesh of the Tai Sui, Xiao Huang was very respectful to Jiang Chen, and even wanted to become his lackey and henchman.

After helping Jiang Chen resolve a problem by being ingratiating, he reverted to his professional security guard persona and continued patrolling the area.

At this moment, Jiang Chen also realized a problem.

His face and his demeanor now seem a bit too eye-catching.

Today she's a rich woman, tomorrow she might be some other kind of trouble.

He needs to keep a low profile, so he needs to solve this problem.

After the business closed for the night, Jiang Chen went to the edge of the dance floor.

The girls from the Snake Dance Troupe were backstage. They were quite enthusiastic about Jiang Chen, their new colleague, since he was good-looking and had connections with the Grand Duke of Jupiter, making him a promising prospect.

Jiang Chen cut to the chase and asked, "I would like to ask how you all change your appearance and form?"

"What's wrong, handsome young man? You want to learn our transformation technique? That's not easy." The girl playfully stuck out her forked tongue and said with a charming smile, "Transformation requires spiritual power as support to reshape bones, muscles, and meridians. It's a delicate task. We've all practiced for a long time to be able to maintain our current appearance."

All the girls nodded, expressing their strong agreement.

"Although you ate the living flesh of Lord Tai Sui, you have not yet fully mastered the power, so it is not so easy to learn."