Metropolis: I, Tall, Rich and Handsome Villain

Lin Ziwei responded and helped Feng Hao to walk outside the door!

At this time, she lowered her head. If anyone saw her cheeks, she would find that her complexion was already stained with red clouds.

What does mother mean?

How does she feel that there is something in her mother's words?

Seeing the two disappeared at the door, Liu Fang turned his head and asked Lin Feng, "What do you think?"

They didn't believe that Lin Ziwei and Feng Hao were just a simple classmate relationship. Simple classmates would spend a lot of money to treat Lin Feng's legs?

"The person looks good and his character is decent. Depending on his clothes, it's not bad to want to come to the family."

"But I'm afraid that his family is too good, people look down on us!"

Lin Feng sighed and couldn't help worrying about his daughter's future.

"What are you talking about! Why don't you look down on our house? It's not us who passed the door. Ziwei is a beautiful girl who can endure hardship. She must be likable!"

Liu Fang argued in dissatisfaction and said that she was very confident about her daughter's appearance.

The two were born in rural areas, and their thinking was simple. They worked hard to make money for their daughter to go to school, and they hoped that she would have a good home!

Liu Fang didn't know yet, the more the rich and the bigger the family, the more important they are.

It is not just that the two are married because of love, it also involves the interests of the family, so there is the theory of marriage.

When he left the door, Feng Hao's ears moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth evoked an arc of evil charm, and he listened to the words inside.

With his current cultivation base of Master Huajin, he has reached the level of "Autumn Wind Hasn't Changed the Cicada's First Feeling".

The wind and grass all around couldn't escape his perception.

Not far away, Lin Ziwei stopped and looked up at Feng Hao: "Thank you so much for today!"

After saying that, he was about to bow to him, but was stopped by a big hand.

"Why don't we thank you, aren't we classmates? We should help each other!" Feng Hao smiled as always.

Looking at Feng Hao's extremely handsome cheeks and that sunny smile, Lin Ziwei couldn't help showing her obsession.

It would be great if this scene could stand still forever!

"Let's come here, my car is not far away, just go by yourself!" Feng Hao glanced at the darkening sky.

"But you..."

Lin Ziwei wanted to say something but stopped. Feng Hao was still pale at this time. She was really worried that the other party would have trouble walking!

But it was interrupted by Feng Hao and walked forward.

"What a joke, it's just a little bit weak, you go back!"

After speaking, he waved his hand without looking back, and gradually disappeared from Lin Ziwei's field of vision.

Turning the corner, Feng Hao's body shook, and his pale face suddenly became ruddy.

The clothes soaked with sweat on his body also recovered under the rush of vigor.

He took a cigarette out of his pocket and slowly vomited a cigarette ring.

Acting is too tiring, so try to do this kind of thing as little as possible and just be a villain quietly.

But thinking of today's harvest, I still can't help but smile.

With a thought, the system interface appeared in my mind:

Host: Feng Hao

Identity: Young Master Feng Family

Cultivation: the early stage of Huajin

Charm: 99 (full value 100)

Lucky points: 240 (third-rate villain)

villain value: 2400

Skills: Medical skills (God level), Bajiquan (Tian level)

Items: Racing skills (day level, unused), two chances to draw (unused)

System Mall: Not opened

...

Looking at the conspicuous lottery opportunity, Feng Hao frowned and said, "System, I want to draw a lottery!"

brush!

A roulette radiating bright light slowly came to mind.

The dazzling array of items inside made him dazzled.

"Perspective, never forgetting..."

"Gambling (God-level), Taijiquan (God-level), Jianshishu (God-level), skill promotion card..."

"Piano (intermediate level), stocks (tian level), calligraphy (god level), cooking (god level)..."

"Barrett blocking rifle, body armor, pistol, Nepalese saber..."

"Proficient in all subjects of the university, proficient in eight languages..."

"Black technology manufacturing technology (sky level), future firearms and weapons manufacturing technology..."

...

The things inside are really all-encompassing, it's poverty that limits his imagination!

Feng Hao doesn't lack anything now. Although the items on it make him look hot, he doesn't care much.

"Ding...Congratulations to the host!

Draw reward: Red Flame Sword! "

"Ding...Congratulations to the host!

Draw reward: "Calligraphy skills (advanced)!"

An advanced skill?

This is considered to be the lowest level skill he has ever obtained, but it is better than nothing. Feng Hao said in a deep voice, "Even the racing skills are used by me!"

boom!

My mind was shocked. After one piece of information came in, another piece of information followed, but this time it was much easier.

When Feng Hao recovered, he already had a lot of knowledge about calligraphy in his mind, with various strokes outlined.

This won't work, you have to harvest the villain value as soon as possible, open the system store, and exchange the skill upgrade card from it.

How can an advanced skill be worthy of my tall, rich and handsome villain?

Although there is also a lottery roulette, Feng Hao dare not imagine the chance of winning.

Another piece of information is all kinds of racing skills, all kinds of novel racing skills, so that Feng Hao, the "car god", is refreshing.

Men love cars, and Feng Hao is no exception!

With his learning ability, he has already mixed the name of a "car god" in the circle.

And after accepting the super racing skills, the puzzle that he had puzzled before suddenly became clear at this moment.

It can be said that with this skill, Feng Hao can be regarded as the real car god.

With the racing skills he knew before, it was easy to abuse those elder brothers.

But compared with which international racers, it's not enough.

Feng Hao's eyes flashed, and he didn't know when there was a dagger in his hand.

The short sword is only one foot long, not like a sword, but like a dagger.

The sword body is extremely sharp, flashing wisps of cold light, and it is a killing weapon at first glance.

The dagger was still blood-red, and from a distance, it seemed to be surrounded by flames.

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