After Transmigrating Into a Villain Cannon Fodder Male Zerg

The knife stuck to the car, and it hurt in Lu Mo's heart.

There is no man who doesn't love cars. Lu Mo still remembers how he tossed and turned for a month, and finally made up his mind to place an order for this car.

How did he wait for three months before he took this little beauty back home.

It's a pity, the confidant is fateful—

God was so cruel to him.

He stood up with a sudden cry, stared at Song Jianshu coldly, and squeezed out two words from his teeth: "Losing money."

Compared with Song Jianshu's soft and handsome appearance, Lu Mo's appearance can be called cold. Although his genetic level is very low, he is rare and tall among males.

Right now he was approaching Song Jianshu, squinting his eyes and looking down at Song Jianshu almost angrily, making Song Jianshu subconsciously take a half step back.

Although he stopped immediately, his momentum was already weakened by three points.

This made him feel an anger in his heart, and Lu Mo's face deformed in his eyes, gradually turning into the appearance of countless people in his memory.

The aunt's class teacher entering menopause: "Song Jianshu, you drop me out of school as soon as possible, the school can't tolerate people like you."

The rough landlord pushed him out of the small landlord and yelled at him: "Get out, I'm not doing charity!"

The uncultivated pupil pointed to his nose and laughed: "Smelly beggar!"

…

Song Jianshu's face was blue and white, and his eyes burst out with anger. This anger distorted his face, showing a surprisingly ugly appearance, which made people hardly think that he was originally an extremely beautiful male.

Lu Mo raised his voice: "Why, don't you think you want to fall back?"

Song Jianshu glanced at Ling and found a hint of surprise on his face, and quickly covered his face with his hands, barely suppressing his anger.

He returned to his kind expression: "Of course, I will compensate you."

"It's pretty much the same."

Song Jianshu lowered his head to prevent others from seeing his thoughts.

He didn't want to give up Ling anyhow, but now Ling was deceived and bewitched by this low-level male, and couldn't wake up for a while.

Have to think of a way to tell Ling who is really worthy of his love.

In a moment, Song Jianshu thought of a way.

When Lu Mo heard that he wanted compensation, he finally relieved a little. He took out the pen and paper he carried with him from his pocket: "Then now we will calculate the appropriate compensation—"

Song Jianshu interrupted Lu Mo, "But I will only compensate the real owner of this car."

Lu Mo frowned. He didn't understand what Song Jianshu was going to do. He increased his tone slightly, "Your Excellency, I don't understand what you mean."

Song Jianshu smiled: "Although I am—as you said, I am a male from the countryside, but I also know that this car is expensive, and even many B-class males cannot pay the price."

"If I guessed correctly, you should be a D-class male. Please don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to offend you at all."

His gaze shifted to Ling next to him: "It just so happens that I have a relationship with this female, so let me boldly guess that this should belong to the female's property?"

These words can be described as not leaking.

It not only showed his determination to compensate, but also reminded Ling—

Wake up, you and him are not married yet, and he has taken your things as his own.

Sober up quickly.

At the same time, he also concealed his sovereignty over Ling.

At this time the barrage has exploded.

[Fuck! How could there be such a scumbag, how shameless it is to take the female’s property for granted before marriage? 】

[Most males are like this, you have never seen anyone who is more scumbag, coaxing you to marry, cheating away your property and kicking you again. 】

[Legion commander, you are sober! This male is not good for you! 】

…

[I really can't figure it out, why would I rather marry this male worm than with Song Jianshu? 】

[Females in love are always so sad, alas. 】

…

Even Wenger couldn't help it. This female who was good at patience and had always been taciturn whispered: "Ling, are you angry that the male lord has snubbed you because of me?"

Lu Mo: "..."

Wenger lowered his eyes: "It's all my fault, but you can't joke about your future. If you still care about it..."

Wenger took a deep breath, his voice trembling: "I can quit."

"No!" Song Jianshu held Wenger's hand tightly: "This is between me and him. You always sacrifice yourself like this, I don't allow it!"

Lu Mo: "..."

He could see that Wenger was sincere, but the more sincere he was, the more he felt like he was lying in his heart.

Brother, you really seem to have that serious illness.

He couldn't help it, and glanced at Ling quietly. Ling looked at him blankly, and Lu Mo whispered, "Has he... always been like this?"

Ling nodded.

Lu Mo only felt that the goose bumps crawled all the way from the soles of his feet, and instantly climbed to the scalp, and his whole body was shivering slightly.

No matter how attractive the scum value was, Lu Mo didn't want to squeeze it from Ling anymore.

—He has never seen such a miserable female.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense, and quickly lose the money so I can get back."

Lu Mo had no patience in his heart, he really didn't want to see these two insects again, his face was full of disgust that could not be concealed.

"Don't you understand what I mean?"

Song Jianshu said coldly: "I will only compensate the real owner of this car."

Lu Mo: I can't take it anymore.

He laughed in anger, snapped the pen with a "pop", threw the book, rolled up his sleeves, and strode towards Song Jianshu: "I think you are toasting, not eating or punishing wine!"

Wenger stopped in front of Song Jianshu: "The hero!"

There was a hint of joy in Song Jianshu's eyes. He pressed Wenger's shoulder: "Don't worry, I will do it myself."

The barrage is already full of jubilation.

[Oh oh oh! My favorite scene, is it coming soon! 】

[Poor D-class male, he still doesn’t know who he provoked]

[I remember the last time that was a B-grade male, right now, it’s not easy to speak! 】

[Some wax, allow sadness. 】

Lu Mo stood still before the Songjian writing, squinted his eyes and said solemnly, "Before we start, I have a small piece of advice for you."

In the sea of ​​Lu Mo's spirit, treasures glowing with blue light floated slowly.

Primary mental energy recovery agent?? Confirm use

Primary stamina booster?? Confirm use

Primary Agility Amplifier?? Confirm use

Up to three layers of buf can be superimposed. Do you want to use it?

Make sure to use it.

Elementary mental power recovery agent X3? The effect is increased to 180%? Confirm use.

Elementary stamina booster X3? The effect is increased to 180%? Confirm use.

Elementary Agility Amplifier X3? The effect is increased to 180%? Confirm use.

…

The power instantly filled his body, but at the same time his body became extremely light, Lu Mo squeezed his fist: "If you don't want to be knocked out, then grit your teeth."

Song Jianshu's face was relaxed: "I think, I can return this sentence to you—"

Before he finished his words, Lu Mo's fist had already hammered Song Jianshu’s face, making a chilling sound of bone shattering. Song Jianshu’s face even had a confident look on his face, and the next moment it was like a broken thread. The kite flew upside down!

With a bang, Song Jianshu's body hit the wall severely, he coughed out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground wilfully.

"Master!"

Wenger flew over, not even daring to touch Song Jianshu, and cautiously said: "Are you okay?"

Song Jianshu ignored him. He stared at Lu Mo in horror: "You..."

There is no sunlight in the underground garage, only white artificial light. The black-haired and green-eyed male bears the light, and his face is dull and unclear.

Ling Wei opened his eyes slightly, and he pinched a small black bug in his hand before he could withdraw it in the future.

His fingertips shook, and the little bug crawled up his white and slender fingers, crawled into his cuff, shook his tail and disappeared.

…

Lu Mo slowly retracted his fist and let out a sigh of relief.

The bibliography of Song Jian is about to split: "You cheated!"

Lu Mo looked at him amused: "Then you are telling me, where did I cheat?"

Song Jianshu clutched his chest, panting: "You are obviously only a D-class male."

"Yeah," Lu Mo said slowly and carefully, "No way, there won't be any B-level males who can't beat D-level? You can't be fake, are you?"

Song Jianshu was so angry that he vomited another mouthful of blood.

Lu Mo was refreshed and refreshed.

He touched his chest and said with emotion: [So, is this the happiness of being a scum? 】

System: [Have fun with fun]

"I forgot to tell you just now." Lu Mo smiled and squatted before Song Jian wrote. "I bought this car by myself. No, what do you think it is?"

An exquisite contract book was opened before Song Jian wrote it, and Lu Mo held the contract with two fingers. Ahuang: "I'm not so downhearted that I need to live on a female worm."

Lu Mo actually didn't know that Ling once sent the same car to Song Jianshu.

But the speaker has no intention of the listener's heart, this is simply a blatant irony in Song Jianshu.

He raised his eyes, his jealous eyes almost pierced Lu Mo in pairs.

"I don't think the compensation will come back. I'll be more generous and let you take it back for medical expenses."

Lu Mo held his head high, raised his chest, and looked like a general who had won the battle and bald all the rooster heads in the entire chicken coop, and walked towards Ling hurriedly.

Ling was still looking at Song Jianshu, and Lu Mo glared at him: "What are you still looking at him for?! I warn you, half-hearted females are going to be caught and immersed in a pig cage!"

The silver-haired female smiled and looked at his proud little male: "Yes, male lord."

Lu Mo didn't notice this at all. He was still immersed in happiness. He snapped his fingers: "Go, get in the car."

Ling touched his chin, a sly light glided across his eyes: "I suddenly remembered something."

Lu Mo wondered: "What?"

Ling tilted his head and looked at Song Jianshu. Song Jianshu was taken aback for a moment, and then there was a hint of joy in his eyes: "Ling, you still like me, right?"

"You really think too much."

Ling Heshan said: "Do you remember? I have a car loaned to you. You think it is convenient now. Shouldn't it be returned to me?"

Song Jianshu's face suddenly became ugly.

The car has been destroyed.