After Transmigrating Into a Villain Cannon Fodder Male Zerg

Shocked, the former Class A male was beaten by a Class D male!

The audience couldn't believe their eyes. What is going on?

Song Jianshu is undoubtedly a genuine Class A male, and some insects have questioned this point-after all, the higher the male, the closer the appearance is to the female, the same grim and fierce.

But Song Jianshu is an exception. If you say that his appearance is no different from the sub-female, in the aesthetics of the Zerg, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as beautiful.

Because of this, many advanced males can't understand Song Jianshu and often come to provoke him.

This has almost become the signature of Song Jianshu. In every video circulated on the Internet, there is almost such a "final drama", which makes the audience shoot the thighs straight, which is not good.

But what happened this time?

According to common sense, it should be a small cannon fodder villain who has eyes and no beads, who came to provoke Song Jianshu recklessly.

Song Jianshu was tolerant and forbearing. The kind-hearted man didn't want to hurt the opponent, but the cannon fodder thought that this kindness was cowardice, and he became even more aggressive and wanted to hurt Song Jianshu.

Song Jianshu is just kind, but not cowardly, unbearable, no need to endure anymore, only one move, it beat the ignorant but arrogant cannon fodder into embarrassment.

Finally, in the horrified eyes of the cannon fodder, Song Jianshu stretched out his hand to him: "I am a Grade A male."

—It should be like this.

It should be like this!

But the development of the situation completely exceeded the expectations of all the audience.

The embarrassed male on the screen is really Song Jianshu?

He knelt down on the ground in embarrassment, half of his face was bruised and swollen, looking so desolate. No matter how good it looks, no one can still be beautiful at this time. With the support of the system’s camera with a resolution of 27540p from the main **** space, the audience even took a look at every burst of blood vessel on the face of Song Jianshu. It's clear.

No matter how crazy the female waitress of Song Jianshu, she can't lick Song Jianshu's face without conscience at this time.

[...The myth in my heart is broken. 】

[More than that, is he serious when he was beaten out just now? 】

["I am an A-level male."]

Fans of Song Jianshu are spread across dozens of Zerg galaxies. Such a large number is naturally a mixture of fish and dragons and everything.

A large part of them is completely Mu Qiang. This type of fans is the most active and swaggering, and they can be seen everywhere. What they like most is to compare Song Jianshu with other males.

Although it caused headaches for other Zerg tribes, they did indeed create momentum for Song Jianshu.

Originally, as long as the Song Jianshu went on smoothly, continued to grow stronger, and continued to show strength, this group of fans would always follow loyally and become a part of his glory.

But now a Lu Mo was killed out of the sky.

As a mere D-class male, he completely crushed Song Jianshu.

And the Mu Qiang fan who sees all this clearly will turn into Lu Mo's Mu Qiang fan after the dust settles.

And increase the intensity of stepping back.

[Laughing to death, I always thought that Song Jianshu's car was bought by himself, and he was there all day long. It turned out to be borrowed! 】

[He was still talking about that D-class male just now, but he is not the same, so he laughs generously! 】

Although these pieces of news were quickly submerged in the boundless barrage, as far as they could look, they were all viewers who supported Song Jianshu.

But they are just like an inconspicuous square, with a little spark falling on it, and it is getting hotter and hotter.

…

"Do you remember? I have a car loaned to you. It is convenient for you now. Shouldn't it be returned to me?"

Ling Hao said in his spare time: "You said you wanted to return it to me, when was it?"

How can it be done!

Song Jianshuya must be crushed.

The room leaked in the night rain. If it weren't for Ling running away, he wouldn't be distracted; if he didn't distract himself, there would be no accident, and the car would not break; the car would not break, and he would not fall into such embarrassment.

Wenger looked at Ling in disbelief.

He didn't understand, but in this short period of time, how did the legion commander become like this?

Even if the hero was a little closer to him before, Ling's body would exude appalling coercion, and Wenger completely resisted it.

On the love of Song Jianshu... Wenger is not much less than Ling. If it weren't for the sadness of Song Jianshu, they would have started doing it a long time ago.

Now he looked at Ling Tingping's eyes, Wenger was keenly aware: Ling is no longer in love with the hero.

But at the same time he discovered another thing that made him panic.

Song Jianshu's interest in Ling was rapidly rising.

Wenger couldn't deny the jealousy in his heart. The jealous tongue burned his heart on the iron pan, making him painful.

He couldn't help saying the following: "Leader, how can you get back the things you sent out?"

Ling glanced at him amusedly: "When did I deliver it? The owner wrote Song Jianshu? Or did I go through the transfer procedure?—Never mind."

He supported his chin with one hand and said to Wenger with a smile: "I just temporarily lent the car to the Song Jianshu that we adhere to principles and respect females."

When Song Jianshu refused his gift, Ling begged him to accept it almost pleadingly. How sad it was at the beginning, how ridiculous it is now.

Wenger: "You!"

"...Return it to him." Song Jianshu's low voice came.

Wenger: "The hero..."

"Give it back to him!"

Song Jianshu looked at Ling idiotically: "Ling, since you left, I have been thinking of you. There was a car accident in the morning..."

Ling Bulu looked at him nonchalantly, and he could still laugh at Wenger-even though it was a mockery, he almost didn't want to say anything in front of Song Jianshu, and said coldly: "Indeed, I should be blamed."

"That was not what I meant…"

Ling turned his head and said, "Repay the car if it breaks down, or borrow if you don't have enough money, please hurry up."

"good…"

"What are you doing here!"

A loud shout came, and a group of uniformed Zerg came in from the door.

Ling almost sighed a long sigh-how come you can see this group of members of the Male Insect Protection Association who are full and nothing to do everywhere?

He lost his strength and leaned in the car dejectedly. Every time he encountered this group of insects, he would have to be hungry for a day to deal with inquiries and investigations.

"Master, are you hungry?"

"..."

No one answered.

Ling turned his head suspiciously, only to find that the black-haired and green-eyed male had his head lowered and his face was scary white.

He whispered: "The hero?"

Lu Mo glanced at him weakly: "Go..."

From a moment ago, the system seemed to be crazy, shouting like a screaming chicken:

[Being passionately insulted by fans of Song Jianshu, add 100 to the scum value]

[Cursed by Song Jianshu fans, add 100 to the scum value]

[Slag value plus one hundred! 】

[Slag value plus one hundred! 】

…

【Ding! Congratulations on the level breakthrough! The second level reward package has been issued, please check it in the backpack later! 】

【Ding! The upper limit of gene level is open to C level! 】

Before he could be happy, he was knocked down by a sudden vertigo, and he swayed and barely stood still.

"Hurry up."

But all of this was seen in Song Jianshu.

The D-class male who burst out suddenly, and then suddenly became weak, and now eager to leave, everything pointed to the only answer.

This D-class male must have used illegal drugs.

He seemed to have found the secret to victory, his heart beating fast: "Don't go!"

The worm from the Male Conservation Association knelt down beside him. They didn’t dare to neglect this reputed zerg male: "Mr. Song, how are you feeling?"

"No, I'm fine!" Song Jianshu hurriedly said: "Go and check him, he must be cheating-no, his situation looks terrible, go and help him."

Lu Mo was already leaning on Ling at this time, and he couldn't stand on his own.

"...Hurry up."

The male's body is very light, as it has always been.

Ling gently wrapped Lu Mo with his hand, and gently rubbed his sweaty forehead with his chin.

He seemed to smell the damp rain suddenly.

In the hot summer afternoon, there will always be a huge pouring rain, as if the whole world's water is poured down from here.

Under the eaves, on the stone slabs under the eaves, in the small straw sandals on the stone slabs, there is a red bug.

The insect has wings like a veil, folded behind it, it is so weak compared to the downpour.

But it is so powerful.

Under its broad spine, there is a small, beautiful green bug. The green bug clung to the red bug tightly, shivering.

Little Ling squatted in the corridor, looking at the pair of insects curiously, an inexplicable emotion suddenly overflowed.

He stretched out his soft but scarred hand and gently hung it on the heads of two insects, blocking the rain that accidentally splashed in.

…

"You better let him go, the male's situation is critical!"

The female of the Male Insect Conservation Association was about to stretch out her hand to Lu Mo, but the next moment she felt a chill behind her back, and the excellent intuition in her bloodline made him slam her head-dangerously and dangerously avoiding a fatal knife.

The silver-haired red-eyed female stared at him, her pupils shrinking a little.

Grim Reaper held his sickle, and the shadow enveloped everyone.

"You calm down, he must be rescued, otherwise he will die!"

The female turned a deaf ear to her ears, her long knife dropped, and she drew a line on the ground.

Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to cross that line.

Song Jianshu gritted his teeth unwillingly, and he absolutely couldn't let go of this opportunity.

"How about we make a bet?" He looked at the nearly unconscious male and said: "If you accept the examination, I will compensate you for all your losses."

Lu Mo's pale face closed his eyes tightly, but his eyelashes trembled.

"Of course," Song Jianshu said with a grin: "The premise is that you don't have any problems."

The atmosphere suddenly became very anxious.

In full view, the black-haired and green-eyed male slowly opened his eyes, his pale thin lips leaned against Ling's neck, touching Ling's skin slightly between opening and closing.

"I…"

"accepted."