After Transmigrating Into a Villain Cannon Fodder Male Zerg

At this moment, Ling remembered a past event.

It's not a past event, it's an old event not far or near.

Song Jianshu was not so conspicuous at the beginning. Ling had seen his files, and for a long period of time, he was a male with no mind.

The genetic evaluation barely touched the edge of the D-class, if it was weaker, even the Zerg would choose to euthanize him.

After all, the continuation of such genes is not a good thing for the Zerg.

At this time, Chongxing's intellectual brain center matched Wenger to the Song Jianshu of dementia.

—Now that I think about it, this is probably the ability of Song Jianshu that can be called the Son of Destiny, and it has begun to show its clues.

After all, although Wenger is not the top female, he is still very good. He has been in the military for only a few years, and he has been playing from the bottom up, relying on solid military exploits to quickly get promoted all the way.

When he was matched, he was already a colonel.

Once matched with the dementia male, in order to take care of the male, he will be deprived of his military rank, and he will be imprisoned at home, with no hope of future.

Ling had also mediated this matter.

Wenger's father was his teacher, and it was this respectable female who insisted on proving his innocence when Ling was accused of betrayal.

If it weren't for him, Ling, who was not full of wings at the time, would not be able to escape from prison.

And the apparent prison, in fact... he would be sent somewhere secretly, just like all Klein bugs.

Even if it was to repay the teacher, he had to get Wenger out.

Unexpectedly, Wenger refused.

…

Ling leaned slantingly on the soft chair, her long legs overlapped on the mahogany table without hesitation.

The black military cap was obliquely covering his face, covering his eyes, only to see him biting a piece of smoke, the ash was very long, and it trembled and couldn't fall off.

A few of his neat and delicate military uniforms were loosened at this time, revealing a white neck.

In the impression of all females in the military department, Ling has always been an unpredictable female.

He looks like this most of the time. He is dangling, his uniform is not well worn, and he doesn't look right when he walks.

I came here today to stop by, and I went there tomorrow to beg for cigarettes. I couldn't tell that he was one of the five Zerg army commanders.

Fortunately, he is still very concerned about work. This female seems to have unlimited energy and physical strength. Other army commanders need five lieutenants to complete the official duties, and he only needs one lieutenant.

-As for the complaint of the sole adjutant, it will not be ignored.

The unusually conspicuous silver-haired red eyes made him stand out no matter where he went.

But very occasionally, this female worm will show unusually deep eyes, like a bottomless abyss, with no bottom in sight.

Some soldiers have seen him look like this, it was on the battlefield.

For three consecutive days and three nights, the bright red blood of the alien beast dyed the silver hair scarlet. He held a long knife in his hand and stood on the tall corpse mountain.

The **** sunset loomed behind him.

Like a lunatic on the battlefield.

Like a ruffian on the battlefield.

And now, Wenger sensed a hint of disharmony from the legion commander's body.

He was sitting in the shadows, with silver hair running down his arms, and he looked at Wenger quietly, like a sculpture.

I don't know how long he stood, the long soot finally couldn't hold it, and it fell on the pure black uniform of the legionnaire.

"Wenger, your father is disappointed."

His voice was cold, without fluctuations: "Why?"

Wenger only felt that his feet were made of mud, and he could not feel the presence of his legs.

The true top females have such terrifying repressive power.

"Because..." Wenger heard his hoarse voice, "I love him."

"..."

"madness."

Ling still remembered his mood at the time.

Stunned, absurd, and even a little ridiculous.

"You need to know," Ling pointed out to him, "Even if you are married, I can destroy the record. Your past is still innocent. You can find a really good male."

"He is excellent!"

Ling: "..."

Wenger actually broke through his suppression at this moment, and shouted almost angrily: "Even if you are the commander of the army, I will not allow you to slander him like this!"

Ling estimated that his face at the time should be very exciting.

From stunned to doubt, finally laughed. He sat up straight, retracted his legs from the table, and said, "Okay, take your own stool, Colonel Wenger."

He doesn't care about this mess at all.

Deprived of his military rank, he was imprisoned at home, and he didn't do anything about his corps commander's dime relationship.

Unexpectedly, Wenger still appeared in the legion in a military uniform the next day.

Ling Xiaomi leaned over and whispered: "What? Was he returned?"

Wenger glanced at him with that serious face: "League commander, please respect yourself."

…

Later, Ling learned that the male had chosen to let Wenger, his only female servant, return to the military headquarters instead of serving him at home.

…Not bad.

This is the first time I have seen this male worm.

He was dangling his smoke thoughtfully, and when he turned his head he saw a beautiful pair of black males standing quietly at the door of the office, smiling softly at him.

"You are the commander of the army, I'm here to pick up my waitress."

With a click, Ling's smoke fell off.

…

Thinking back now, the so-called love at first sight, how much calculation is mixed in the end.

"Ling, do you like me?"

"do not know."

"Then let's change the way of thinking. Will you be angry when you see me talking to other females?"

"...What do you ask this for?"

"Then you just like me!"

The double-black male happily turned around in a circle, and the corners of his eyes and brows were overflowing with joy.

He stopped and tilted his head at Ling: "I like you too!"

Oh, that's what I like.

Ling looked at Song Jianshu's eyes, suppressing the last bit of doubt in his heart.

Since everyone said he fell in love with Song Jianshu, he should indeed fall in love with Song Jianshu.

After all, he never knew what love was.

…

"I'm calling you!"

Ling pulled back his thoughts from the memories, his face was not so good.

He and Lu Mo were sitting on the chairs in front of the counter, but he was a head taller than Lu Mo. He was probably not happy to look up at him. Lu Mo stood up and said, "Hey, I ask you."

Ling nodded.

It seems that he has lost the ability to laugh like before. If he changes to the previous one, he must pick up the little male worm and make his face flush with annoyance when his feet hang in the air, but there is no way to dance.

But now he just nodded blankly.

Obviously... I am already very happy in my heart.

Lu Mo lifted his chin: "How much can you make a month?"

Ling estimated that he reported a number.

Lu Mo: "..."

Very, very good!

Lu Mo snapped the registration form: "Let him go out to work!"

"Since it's my female, you have to make good money and bring me rich fortune." Lu Mo felt the registration form to enjoy the future, then turned to ask Asian female: "What if he hides the money privately? "

As a staff member, it is the first time that Ya-hen has encountered this situation.

His contempt was almost overwhelming: "There is supervision."

Females are not allowed to go out to work. It is the female's bounden duty to stay at home and serve the males. Only the extremely desolate males will ask the females to go out and make money.

But females seldom want to do this. They just chose males, but it doesn't mean they abandon their careers.

Those who really care about females must give them freedom even at the risk of damaging their reputation.

But this male in front of me...

Seeing the greedy and proud black-haired male, the Asian female couldn't help but twitched her mouth.

It is the most influential waste male! !

Why did such a powerful female pick such a male? You must have been cheated!

Under Asian female's extremely sympathetic gaze, a very faint smile passed over Ling's mouth.

It just swept past, like a swallowtail swept over the water, and disappeared in no time.

He looked at Lu Mo, and the male worm secretly wiped a handful of sweat on the seams of his pants with the cover of his sleeves.

Ling: "..."

A chuckling passed the corner of his mouth again.

"Is it correct?"

Lu Mo checked the registration form again, especially in the column of [Does the female retain her position after marriage?] for a long time. That serious look is beyond doubt-his is indeed a low one.

Then the registration form was carefully handed over to the staff.

The Asian female looked at their leaving back with pity, and shook her head helplessly.

Male...

—

The suspended vehicle is parked in the underground parking lot.

At this time, the alley was empty, and everyone ran out to watch the males. The parking lot was full of cars, and Ling and Lu Mo's car just squeezed into a car illegally.

Lu Mo sneered: "Untouchables who don't understand the rules."

His smile came from the bottom of his heart, even the system was beside him desperately slapped him, chick chick.

[The host is making rapid progress! 】

He seemed to have suddenly opened up, and just now even in the face of an unsolvable desperate situation, he opened the way of life.

He feels that he is better than himself.

Lu Mo lazily pointed to the car: "You drive him out."

"Yes, male lord."

The cool black levitating car slowly rose, and Lu Mo stared at the open car door in the air: "Damn bitch! Do you want me to break my leg?!"

He picked up the dirty words and accused him wantonly, until the car slowly stopped in front of him, he took a breath and stretched out the noble hand of the D-class male: "Help me."

At this moment, he heard a cold laugh.

[Slag value plus ten! 】

[Received by the protagonist's contempt, the scum value is increased by one hundred! 】

The system’s voice is unusually high, and the mood is unusually full: [The little assistant of the strategy reminds you: the protagonist will be strongly accused in front of you, please welcome the arrival of a large number of scum values ​​in the fullest posture! 】

Damn it?

Lu Mo suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice.

A handsome young man with black hair and dark eyes, with an unremoved bandage on his body, was looking at them angrily.

His back is straight, reminiscent of the proud green pine, and like the bright moon.

Lu Mo took a breath: "His..."

Brother, the smell is so irritating.