Goblin Goblin: Don't flirt, the villain is blackening

Chapter 531 Cold-blooded Zombie Queen vs. Soft and Cute Lop-eared Rabbit Leader 50

Wan Yan knew that she was extraordinary, but he didn't expect that she would be completely dismissive of the position that everyone coveted.

He began to analyze the pros and cons for her:

"Look, Ling Wuya is your friend, and I am also your friend. Two of the three forces in the base are on good terms with you. Han Wei is a character who does not fight for the trading market. If you stay in the base,

It's like you cover the sky with one hand and you can do whatever you want."

This condition is not unattractive.

Xing'an Base is no smaller than the previous small bases. Almost the entire base is filled with superpowers. If Quan Jiu becomes the leader, he will be able to enjoy the most abundant resources and materials from now on.

"From now on, if you want to kill zombies, you can go out of the city to kill zombies. If you don't want to, you can stay in the base and be the overlord. You and your friends no longer have to live in the open, even eating and sleeping in fear."

He specially emphasized the pronunciation of the word "your friend". He knew that Quan Jiu was a person who valued affection and righteousness, otherwise he would not have brought the elderly Wang Jingyang and the disabled Tang Sui with him.

Quan Jiu cupped his chin and smiled: "Sounds quite tempting."

Instead of having to face the terrifying zombies, being able to be a carefree little overlord in the ivory tower is probably the only wish of many people after the end of the world.

"But I'm not interested."

The flowers in the greenhouse will wither sooner or later.

"I prefer protecting others than being protected by others, Wan Yan, not just me, even if you ask my friends, I believe they will give the same answer as me."

Wan Yan was not too surprised. When Quan Jiu rejected him for the first time, he knew that he could not persuade her.

The corner of his mouth curled up helplessly: "Then help me persuade someone."

…

When he saw Sheng Liangchuan, Quan Jiu's eyes narrowed.

"Xiao Yan, who is this?"

The man sat at his desk and took a moment to look up.

Wan Yan: "My friend."

Sheng Liangchuan glanced at her all night: "Are you the one who taught Xiao Yan to beat the gambling king?"

The man's indifferent and handsome face faced the face of despair in his memory.

Quan Jiu was in a trance for a moment, and some things came into his mind late in the day.

Shengliangchuan.

She has heard this name before.

Not only her, this name became known to almost everyone in the late post-apocalypse and became a household name.

Quan Jiu has always felt that the name Xing'an Base sounds familiar, and now he finally understands the origin of this familiarity.

Xing'an Base is the predecessor of the Northern Base, and the Northern Base is the largest human base in the country, except for the Southwest Base led by Long Yan.

Sheng Liangchuan is the strongest psychic in the northern base, so being supported as the leader is a natural progression.

But strangely, in the face of many calls, Sheng Liangchuan remained unmoved. Instead, he told everyone that the base already had a leader.

This leader has always existed in Sheng Liangchuan's mouth. No one has ever seen the face of this leader. Many people think that this is a fictional character created by Sheng Liangchuan in order not to be the leader.

Quan Jiu looked at the young and handsome man with a flash of emotion in his eyes:

"I have long admired my great name."

The original owner Jing Tong was lucky enough to have seen Sheng Liangchuan in the middle and late stages.

Senior zombies led the zombie army to attack the human base. Sheng Liangchuan protected the entire city on his own.

Many people remember his heroic appearance in killing enemies, but the Sheng Liangchuan Jingtong saw was completely different.

This indomitable human hero sat on the ground and cried.

It seemed like I was holding someone in my arms.

His back was hunched, and he collapsed on the ground in despair, muttering sorry all the time.

The setting sun behind him was like blood, and Jing Tong could clearly see a tear flashing across the corner of his eye through the orange glow of the setting sun.

The omnipotent hero also has moments of despair.

Hearing this, Sheng Liangchuan gave her a confused look: "Do you know me?"

"Wan Yan was talking about me all the way just now." Quan Jiu had a flawless smile on his face.

Sheng Liangchuan's eyebrows stretched, and he could tell that he was truly happy:

"Xiao Yan is like this. He has always talked about me since he was a child, making you laugh, Miss Jing."

Quan Jiu guessed that the leader of the base mentioned by Sheng Liangchuan was Wan Yan, so she tentatively spoke:

"You two brothers have such a good relationship."

Sheng Liangchuan nodded: "Xiaoyan and I have no parents and grew up relying on each other, so our relationship is naturally closer than that of ordinary brothers."

Wan Yan pulled her over and sat down: "My life depends entirely on my brother. We are not actually brothers. I am an abandoned baby who was picked up from the trash can by my brother. If it hadn't been for him, I would have died long ago."

Sheng Liangchuan was six years older than him, and he was only a six-year-old child when he picked him up.

"In order to keep me alive, my brother would go to the restaurant every day to pick up leftovers that they didn't want. The neighbors on the street felt sorry for us brothers and would occasionally open a small stove for us."

It's not that he didn't want to go to the orphanage, it's just that his personality was too overbearing and he was always isolated. In order for him not to be wronged, his brother took the initiative to take him away.

When discussing this tragic experience, the two brothers were frank and did not shy away from talking about it.

Quan Jiu's eyes flashed, and while Wan Yan was pouring water for her, she could clearly see the small red mole on the inside of his wrist.

When Sheng Liangchuan was crying, the person he was holding in his arms also had a red mole on his wrist.

The answer was confirmed, and Quan Jiu felt a little subtle.

Sheng Liangchuan's eyes fell on Quan Jiu:

"Xiao Yan called you here today to be your lobbyist, right?"

Before Quan Jiu could say anything, Wan Yan poured a glass of water for himself:

"Brother, how come you can guess every time I do something?"

Sometimes he wondered if his brother had the power to read minds.

Sheng Liangchuan smiled.

He is a child he raised with his own hands. He has witnessed him grow up bit by bit, so naturally he knows everything about him.

When he was half a year old, he would always wake up crying twice at night; when he was one year old, he started vomiting milk; when he was two years old, he started to be picky eaters; he never took the initiative to eat vegetables when he was eating; when he was trying to be smart, his eyes were like a cunning little fox.

He pursed his lips because he was unhappy, but he refused to take the initiative to say it, asking him to take the initiative to guess the reason.

"Because I am your brother."

Wan Yan was a little frustrated: "Then I'm still your brother. Why can't I always guess your thoughts accurately..."

Sheng Liangchuan's tone was a little doting: "Because you are still a child."

When talking to Wan Yan, his tone was always gentle and gentle. Quan Jiu felt that Sheng Liangchuan himself might not have realized this.

"Brother, I'm already twenty-two and I'm no longer a child."

Wan Yan was a little crazy.

"Growing up, you have never lied to me. I hope you won't lie to me this time either."

He was referring to winning the gambling king.

The position of leader of the base should have been his brother's. Why was his brother risking his life on the front line while he was enjoying himself in the base?

Sheng Liangchuan pursed her thin lips tightly and said nothing.

Quan Dimple sat on the sofa, thought for a while, and then she spoke softly.

(End of chapter)