Chapter 4129 Extra Story: Guidance on Raiders Failure (8)

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But their purpose is the same, and friction is indispensable among them, which are complete opposites.

Wild systems can only survive in crevices.

Now facing the formal ones, the system is a little nervous.

Zhao Songwan pursed her lips tightly, touched the position of her heart in a daze, and still felt the pain of being pierced.

All previous cognitions were shattered.

She thought she had easily caught the target of the attack.

I didn't expect that the other party would choose to kill her when the favorability reached 99.

It's just a pervert!

Now I still have the mind to flirt with other people.

Zhao Songwan wanted to curse.

She hasn't broken down like this in a long time.

So many planes have always been at your fingertips, but I didn't expect to eat ashes here.

"Why haven't I left the plane yet?" According to the previous rules, it should have been judged that the mission failed and left.

"I helped you." The system was reluctant to leave, the target of the attack was too special, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, it would also want to try.

"You can return to the body, as long as the attack target is not attacked by others, you are not considered a failure."

Zhao Songwan clenched his fist, trying to win the match.

She must win!

Suddenly, the young warlord looked sideways without warning.

In the torrential rain, the rain blurred the side face, with sharp edges and corners, bewitching people's hearts.

The eyes under the long eyelashes are like the coldest place in the world, where countless undead are struggling, and the ghosts and ghosts cannot be freed.

Straight into Zhao Songwan's eyes.

that moment.

Zhao Songwan's heart almost jumped out of his throat.

Their eyes met.

He knew that his current situation could not be seen in the eyes of the other party, it would only be a cloud of air.

But Zhao Songwan still couldn't help feeling afraid.

The other party seems to be...

Really saw her.

In just a second, Ranbai looked away lightly and calmly, as if he had just glanced around casually.

Zhao Songwan bit her lip tightly, feeling very upset.

"Little waste." The young marshal sighed, "You are more pleasing to the eye."

The voice was deep and pleasant.

However, Fei Shiting did not feel honored.

Who knows what it means to be pleasing to the eye in the other party's heart, maybe the more pleasing to the eye, the closer to death.

She really wanted to shake the officer's shoulder and say that I'm not a waste, but you are.

In fact, she just showed a humiliating smile, standing shivering in the cold wind: "The officer is right."

Oh shit.

"Are you scolding me?"

The cool and flat voice fell into her ears, and Fei Shiting almost jumped up.

How does this person know? !

"I didn't! The commander is so wise, powerful, and upright. It's too late for me to praise you. My admiration for you is endless. There are countless words in the world. How could I scold you!"

"You're very good." Ranbai nodded slowly.

"Right!" Fei Shiting almost swore to the sky.

"Before tomorrow, write me a 10,000-word letter of praise." The young officer stared at her, his eyes were born with affection, his reckless arrogance was touching, and his tone was gentle, as if he were treating his lover. "I really want to know how you praise me."

"..."

No.

I do not want.

"What if I don't write?" She tried to make a last ditch.

The other party pulled his lips, the thin lips under the high bridge of the nose were like rose petals, full of weeping blood, and the bewitchment was highly poisonous.

"Go to hell then."

The five characters without temperature fell in the cold wind.

Contains no emotion.

Fei Shiting has never been so clear-headed at any moment that she is just a toy that can jump up and down in the eyes of the other party. Occasionally, she teases her when she is in the mood, and dismisses it when her interest fades.

Whether it is life or death, there is no need to think about it.

In order to save her life, Fei Shiting smiled brightly: "Please rest assured, Young Commander, I will definitely write ten thousand words of my admiration for you for you to read!"

"Um."

Ranbai has no expression on his face, always in control of everything, unpredictable.

The black military uniform is indifferent and sharp, like a cold knife out of its sheath.

The cloak of the same color is blown up by the wind.

With long legs, she walked past Fei Shiting.

Fei Shiting pursed her lips, looking at the man's slender back.

When he was walking to the door, the man stopped suddenly and hooked his fingers at her. There was a trace of lust in the leather gloves coldly.

Greet pets like gestures.

The flirtatious eyebrows and eyes can't be seen clearly in the rain.

Fei Shiting was stunned, she didn't expect that the other party would ask her to go there, she thought what the hell she was going to do again, could it be that she changed her mind and wanted to kill her? !

Never!

She stepped forward blankly and vigilantly, and looked carefully at the person in front of her. Unexpectedly, the next second, the young marshal made an unexpected move.

The man raised his long fingers, and lazily untied the strap of the black cloak. The thin silver chain was hanging down, and he inadvertently scratched the leather gloves.

In the eyes of the woman, it was thrown directly on her head.

"??!"

The cloak covered his head, his vision was suddenly blinded, and he was plunged into darkness. In addition, there was a cool and pleasant fragrance lingering in his breath, which was touching, with a little bit of bloody smell. It was the breath after killing someone.

Maybe it's neutralized with light fragrance, it's not bad.

Fei Shiting managed to pull the cloak off her head, like a cat with a question mark on its forehead, extremely confused.

Ranbai watched her movements, and chuckled lightly: "Be careful of catching a cold, little trash."

Is this... caring about her?

That voice made the heart beat faster, and the gentleness came suddenly. The temperature of the cloak was cold, making people shiver. The silver chain hanging from the neckline touched the skin, causing a shiver, and the light fragrance of the warlord still remained.

No matter how cold-blooded and ruthless, there is a heart-pounding magic.

Fei Shiting hugged the cloak and lost her speech function.

In the end, he could only be in a daze, and said in a stumbling manner: "Thank you."

Words spit out like a ghost.

After saying that, Fei Shiting regretted it.

How did the other party treat her before? !

She even said thank you!

Is she a masochist! !

But the officer saw such a clean freak, why would he give her the cloak?

It's just raining red.

While Fei Shiting spurned herself, she couldn't control her blushing and heartbeat.

"Can you do me a favor?" The deep voice seduced him slowly.

Fei Shiting was still immersed in the mess of thoughts, and nodded without thinking much.

"Good boy." The young marshal took the initiative to help her close the cloak lightly, his movements were romantic and affectionate, exuding a cold sense of dignity, the distance was a little close, the woman smelled the smell of the other person, her face was blushing, her eyelashes were fluttering, and in the next second she heard that hauntingly good voice saying: "Clean this place up."

Fei Shiting was stunned.

"If you can't do it, go and accompany them."

After the fluttering last sentence fell, the young warlord had already left gracefully. The guard held an umbrella for her and got into the car of the Commander's Mansion amidst the rain.

The silhouette is tall and indifferent.

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