After Transmigrating Into a Villain Cannon Fodder Male Zerg

During the half an hour that Lu Mo stayed alone in the waiting hall, Lingzai went through all his formalities step by step.

In a bright and tidy office, a uniformed police officer sits behind a large desk with thick documents in front of him.

This is a very young police officer. He holds the official seal in one hand, and flips through the documents in the other hand, covering them one by one.

But it can be clearly seen that the police officer is quite nervous now.

A little bit of sweat oozes from his cheeks, glowing with crystal light under the light. The hand holding the file was trembling slightly. The female sitting in front of him had long silver hair and red eyes. It was undoubtedly the legendary commander of the Third Legion—Ling.

The police officer had heard of Ling's name a long time ago, and he heard that among all the army commanders, Ling was the best one to get along with in private.

Unlike other army commanders, he always keeps a straight face, and he is harsh and cold. The commander of the Third Legion always had a smile on his face. Although he could always cause all kinds of unexpected disasters, his personality was indeed quite easy-going.

It’s said that there were males who had been to the Legion, who treated Ling as an ordinary soldier? He threatened to make him his female slave...

But what is going on now!

The police officer lowered his head, desperately trying to hide his panic.

Obviously... just sitting there makes him almost out of breath, okay? !

The legion commander leaned back on a chair, with his legs crossed, his gloved hands clasped his fingers, and he placed it on his lap. There was no smile on his face, and he stared at the police officer's movements.

An incandescent lamp hung over their heads, and Ling's hat brim cast a thick black shadow under the light. In this dark shadow,? Shone a reddish light.

The cold sweat on the police officer's back was about to come out, speeding up the movement of his hands, and the paper fluttered for a while. The business that originally took an hour to complete was reduced to less than half an hour.

"Already, it's all done..."

His voice trembled, he used the clip to close the folder and pushed in Ling's direction.

Ling got up from the chair and walked towards the police officer slowly. His boots made a "click" and "click" sound on the smooth and hard tiled floor.

His tall figure blocked the light, and the shadow enveloped the police officer.

The police officer desperately lowered his head, but the atmosphere didn't dare to gasp. In front of the legion commander, he felt as helpless as a nestling facing a storm...

The white-gloved hand took the document away, and it made a rustling sound when looking through the document.

"you-"

The police officer closed his eyes tightly in panic.

"Your handwriting is pretty good."

"..."

Eh?

The police officer raised his head in a panic, saw Ling looking away from the document, and looked at him with a smile: "Sorry, did I scare you just now?" Ling pointed at the police officer's back and said, "Please don't mind. I'm just... watching the surveillance."

The police officer shook his head and waved his hands quickly: "Nothing, nothing!"

"That's good." Ling pushed the brim of his hat and greeted the little police officer: "Then, I won't bother you."

The police officer stared blankly at the back of him leaving.

It seemed that just for an instant, the legion commander had put away all the coercion. It was obviously the same face, but it turned into a completely different character.

It's really unpredictable...

He turned his head subconsciously, and what was hanging behind him was a huge monitoring screen. In Emperor Star's imperial capital, every place must be cautious, even his place is equipped with monitoring equipment.

But such a big monitoring screen is monitoring the hustle and bustle of tens of thousands of Zergs. Who was the legion commander looking at just now?

…

Ling took the file and said to the male who called himself Minocchi: "My name is one, one two three one."

The smile on his face did not diminish, but he understood everything in his heart.

Killing pig...

Ling didn't know how many similar tricks he had seen, especially at such grand celebrations, there were always people fishing in troubled waters.

First reveal a very tempting, sure-fire gambling game, attracting the attention of the prey. Then take him to see with his own eyes the so-called "chance of winning", deceiving the prey to press all the money into the gambling game.

There will be a lot of tricks in the middle, such as some "passers-by" who are anxious to bet, using herd mentality to induce prey.

If it is a carefully planned "killing pig", then it is very likely that from beginning to end, everyone the "prey" sees is a conspirator, and all the information obtained by the prey is also false information given by the liar. .

Ling's gaze fell on Minoqi: This male Micino should be a headhunter who went out to find prey.

Did you catch him on the spot, or...

"Now, take us to meet that Mr. Lu Mo?"

All right.

Ling calmly withdrew his hand: Since Lu Mo wants to play, it doesn't matter, there is still a long time before the celebration.

He gently touched Lu Mo's hand, and his fingertips swept across Lu Mo's palm.

Lu Mo was surprised.

He turned his head abruptly, his face flushed, and angrily whispered: "Hey—it's still daytime, even if you want to...well, at least wait for us to go home..."

"..."

No, I didn't mean that.

Ling sighed silently in Minoqi's weird smile of "I understand".

But his heartbeat was untimely, and it accelerated a little.

"Let’s meet my friend Lu Mo first." Minoqi couldn’t wait to wait. A greedy light leaked in his eyes, and said: "My dear friend, this is a guarantee that you won’t lose money. Business."

They left the terminal, and a black car was waiting for them outside.

Lu Mo stared at this humble car, and regrets filled his heart.

The so-called from frugal to luxury is easy, and from luxury to frugality is difficult. Lu Mo, who has been corroded by capitalism for three full years, is immersed in the sensuality of the dog and horse, and his spirit is emptied by money. Now he is no longer that simple young man.

He was already a full-fledged man—the scum of copper smelling all his hands and feet, and everything could not go back.

Minocchi got up in the driver's seat and urged: "Come in!"

Lu Mo's heart was crossed and he pulled Ling and sat in.

The inside of the car was full of the pungent smell of low-quality cigarettes. Lu Mo frowned uncomfortably and leaned against Ling.

Minocchi pretended to say unintentionally: "Hundreds of thousands of cars are not very good, Bailiu, you can bear it."

But he looked through the rear window to observe Lu Mo and Ling's every move. Minocchi thought triumphantly: Such a high-class car, these two pauper must have never seen it before, right? After all, he is a guy who can't even wear brand-name goods...

That's right, let them be shocked by their wealth at the beginning, so that their words will increase their credibility.

"Huh? Bai Liu, what's the matter with you?" Minocchi looked at Lu Mo. Lu Mo's head was buried in Ling's shoulder and neck, and his whole person was close to Ling, which made him very strange.

Ling smiled: "The hero is a bit motion sick."

"All right."

Minocchi turned around regretfully, originally wanted to guide this white six on the road, but it was a pity.

The car started slowly, and the level of regret in Lu Mo's heart went up a ladder.

But Huaxia people have a good virtue, which can be summarized in four sentences—

It's all here.

What a big deal.

New Year's.

The child is still young.

Lu Mo gritted his teeth: come, all, come, come!

He could only bury his face deeper into Ling's shoulders, his breath filled with Ling's unique, mixed smell of blood and rust...

But it is not enough.

Lu Mo was very irritable, he hadn't smelled the smoke for a long time, which reminded him of the days in his previous life for an instant.

As an extremely hard-working design dog, it is common to stay up all night to revise drafts, and the pressure is so great that they smoke one by one.

The small rental room was full of smoke.

There is a saying, if you are always listening to a certain song when you are doing something. Then in the years to come, as long as you hear that song again, you will remember your mood when you did that thing.

The same is true for smoking. Here in Lu Mo, the smell of smoke filled the room with anguish, a mess, and his loneliness that was extremely exhausted but no one told him.

He opened his mouth subconsciously and gently grabbed a small piece of thin flesh above Ling's collarbone.

"..."

The body in his arms stiffened, but then relaxed.

Lu Mo's mood suddenly improved. Although Ling didn't know anything—who he was or what his purpose was, Ling was by his side right now.

No matter what he does, Ling will tolerate it.

Lu Mo remembered what he had done to Ling before, which was so excessive and so bad, but Ling did not resist.

Before Lu Mo knew it, he confirmed this fact.

[No matter what happens, Ling is willing to stay by his side. 】

On top of this, Ling has a particularly special point.

Perhaps it was because of his outstanding strength, or because he had experienced too much, no matter what the situation was, he always stood quietly beside Lu Mo, and even thought about joking with Lu Mo.

—It's like, he will never be knocked down.

He is like an eternal anchor, unknowingly attracting Lu Mo.

Lu Mo lowered his head, the corners of his mouth cocked. He quietly stretched out his hand and scratched the back of Ling's neck in the hidden place.

"..."

Ling opened his eyes wide in disbelief. He lowered his head and saw Lu Mo turned his face slightly, his left eye shiningly looking at him.

He opened his mouth silently, and said in embarrassment, "No..."

Lu Mo: OVO

He approached Ling's ear and said softly, "Don't make a noise."

But his hand fell, and slid gently across Ling's back, the hidden gap. This is where the female worm usually hides its wings, full of abundant nerve endings, just a light touch can bring a very clear touch.

This was a very bad behavior, but Lu Mo was in a very strange mood at this time.

Maybe it can be called: arrogant and arrogant.

Ling coldly trembled, and there was a vague whimper and swallow in his throat.

The sound is so small that the male may not notice, but the female can hear it clearly. The Minoqi female was still driving and couldn't turn her head, and said worriedly: "What's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Lu Mo said lightly: "My lady is also motion sick."

Ling looked at Lu Mo bizarrely: This excuse was almost like-after playing all night and forgetting the homework to the horizon the next day, facing the teacher's questioning, he stubbornly said that he forgot to bring it-

You know you didn't write, the teacher knows you didn't write, and you know the teacher knows you didn't write.

Want to cover up.

Lu Mo smiled at Ling, then raised his voice: "Let's sleep for a while."

"good."

The female pressed a button, and a surprising black baffle rose slowly, isolating the front and back sounds.

Lu Mo: "...Wow."

It's as if it's a brand-name mobile phone, but it has the magical dual-card dual-standby function, and it's weird pragmatism.

"Well, my dear lady, now you don't have to be so nervous—"

Lu Mo lowered his head, but saw an unexpected scene.

Ling weakly leaned against the car window, his complexion crimson, his red eyes were foggy, and his pupils were dilated.

He was trembling slightly, and murmured: "I..."

"I'm not nervous..."

Lu Mo: "..."

The tail hook, which has not been seen for a long time, stood up with a "swish" at this moment!

On the balance in my mind, one party is sensible: "No! Dah! This is not only a car, but someone else's car!"

One side is impulsive: "It doesn't matter, anyway, this is the Zerg, the Zerg won't care about this..."

Lu Mo took a deep breath and leaned down.

After a long time, he finally raised his head, with emerald green eyes in the dark car like a beast who chose to eat.

"My dear lady, this time... I will let you go first."

Ling leaned against the car window embarrassedly, already hearing nothing.

The car finally stopped slowly.

The female cautiously knocked on the flapper: "Your Excellency Bailiu, Your Excellency One? Here we are."

The door opened, and the male with black hair and green eyes bent over and walked out of the car, turning his head and reaching out to the car.

"You are really delicate, do you need me to help you out?"

A hand with white gloves held Lu Mo.

Lu Mo raised his head. This is a very luxuriously decorated hotel, presumably the "Mr. Lu Mo" is here.

As soon as he heard the news, Lu Mo's mind flashed, and he thought of a very important thing.

What kind of image does he look like in the eyes of the Zerg here? Why does he always fail to save the scum value?

Use people as a mirror to understand gains and losses.

He should refer to it carefully and adjust his future actions. —After all, the scum value has been stuck at the last ten o'clock, which is too uncomfortable!

"Please follow me, my friend."

Minocchi led the way, and he looked very happy.

The interior decoration of the hotel is also very high-end. A group of them walked up the stairs, through the corridor, and came to a heavy door.

Minocchi rang the doorbell respectfully, stepped back and waited in front of the door.

A communication device was installed next to the door, and a rough voice came from inside: "Who?"

"It's me," Minochi said, "Your loyal friend Minochi, came to see you with two friends who admired you, Your Excellency Lu Mo."

"So that's it, hey, you open the door for me!"

After a faint sound of footsteps, the handle of the door twisted slightly, revealing a timid little face behind the door, stammering: "Please, please come in..."

Inside the door, a black-haired male was sitting on a tall chair. He was very fat and low, with ten fingers full of jewel rings, and a pair of small eyes squeezed into the hole, barely able to recognize it. Turbid green.

Lu Mo put on his sunglasses with lightning speed.

And beside "Lu Mo" stood a long silver-haired female, but her hair was very dry, and her eyes were orange rather than red...skinny, not as good as one-tenth of Ling.

Lu Mo pressed down his glasses, looked at Ling from above, and said silently with his mouth: "You wear them too?"

Ling silently took the sunglasses and put them on himself.

At this moment, they are determined that they will never reveal their identity.

—Otherwise, there will always be a painful feeling.

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