Reborn I am the villain

The farce here came to an end for now, Wang Hao booked the entire hotel for the children in the orphanage to play.The graduation banquet that was originally held also became a part of Wang Hao's convenience.

It's just that those who have taunted Wang Hao before, neither stand nor leave at this moment, staying there is like a thorn in their backs, but they can't hold back their face and apologize to everyone.

And in the flower room of Ling's villa, the mask lying on the bed slowly woke up again.

His physical injuries were so severe that he could not support his fragile nerves, and he needed to be unconscious many times to get more rest.

The mask only felt that he was waking up here, if it wasn't for the bright light in the greenhouse, he could hardly distinguish between black and white, day and night.

"Hey hey! BIUBIUBIU!"

There was a sound of a child's voice, and a figure in a small black suit ran in from outside, gesticulating something while running, as if he had magical powers of body protection.

"The piranha, eat me with a punch!"

The small palm swung out in the air, and the piranha over there immediately trembled symbolically twice under the wind of the fist.

The child immediately showed an excited face, and encouraged himself: "I must have cultivated my true energy!"

The mask was the first to hear this sentence after waking up, and immediately let out a cold snort.

"Who is there!"

Ling Le was startled by the sudden voice.

At this time, there are no servants in the greenhouse.

The mask didn't plan to talk to Ling Le.

He knew who saved him, and that this kid could appear here must have something to do with Wang Hao.

Ling Le took a few steps in this direction, only to find the mask lying on the bed, unable to move, and frowned immediately.

"I said you, how lazy you are, you are still sleeping in broad daylight!"

Masquerade thinks I don't want to sleep, but will it work?

Although he didn't open his eyes to look at Ling Le, he could fully judge Ling Le's appearance based on Ling Le's footsteps, breathing, etc.

It can be said that his judgment of people is almost inseparable.Because when imitating, it needs to be 100% lifelike.Not only the appearance of temperament, but also the length of steps and the pace of breathing are quite particular.

Some minor details are not easy to be noticed, but a slight change can quickly arouse the vigilance of others.

So when Ling Le approached, the mask basically judged that this person was the young master of the Ling family.

"Don't come here, I'm a bad guy."

The mask continued to speak with eyes closed.

"Oh," Ling Le ignored his words, and just threw the MINIIPAD in his hand beside the mask.The small face looked closely at the whole body of the mask.

"Aren't you afraid of me? I will kill you."

Ling Le carefully looked at his arm, shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid."

I saw him as if he had seen something novel, he couldn't help looking at the arms and legs of the mask, and he even exclaimed repeatedly, as if he had discovered something extraordinary.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, playing hooligans?"

Ling Le didn't stop until the quilt of the mask was raised to a rather blatant height.The eyes that looked at the mask burst out with a warm light.

Isn't this what Brother Wang said, the traces of tendon repair?
The mask was startled by the light in his eyes, he hesitated for a long time before saying: "What's so interesting? You have what I have."

In fact, what he wants to say is more.Didn't expect the young master of the Ling family to be so interested in men at such a young age?Wouldn't it be naturally curved?
Ling Le raised his fair face, looked at him very seriously and said:

"No, I don't have what you have."

"Scared? You don't have anything?"

The masked eyes glanced vaguely at a certain place in Ling Le, and then I heard Ling Le say more seriously:

"I don't have such serious injuries as you."

"..."

Withdrawing his gaze, the mask stared blankly at the ceiling.Is not this nonsensical?
"Uncle, your meridians have been shattered, as if you have used a peerless magic technique. Will you also be really angry?"

Under Wang Hao's guidance, Ling Le has already started cultivation, and is now at the third level of Qi Refining.

Apart from Wang Hao and himself, there seemed to be no third person in the world who knew these things.Even if you talk about it occasionally, it will be regarded as a neuropathy.

So now that Ling Le saw the wound on the mask, his first impression was that he was one of his own.

The big eyes are full of anticipation for the mask.

"Meridian? True energy? Peerless magic?"

The mask was getting more and more confused about what the kid was going to say, and his whole body ached when he said it.

He doesn't know any peerless magical skills, but the one that attacked him...

Thinking of that terrifying scene, Mask's complexion couldn't help but darken.

Ling Le insisted that he was one of his own.Seeing that he didn't want to tell himself at this moment, he put the IPAD in his hand on the side of the mask's pillow.

What was shown above was the scene of Xiao Li's decisive battle against Gaara in the Naruto Chunin Exam. Ling Le pointed to the Biao Lianhua that Xiao Li used above and said, "Hey, it's such a magical skill."

The mask glanced at him like he was looking crazy, and never spoke again.

The young master of the Ling family, who seems to be so beautiful, is actually mentally handicapped...

Or it can't be said that way, it should be this age, people will regard unrealistic as real.

Does he mean chakra when he is talking about infuriating energy?Ridiculous...

Mask originally wanted to raise the corner of his mouth to show a sarcastic smile, but soon, he couldn't smile anymore.

Because of the sideways head, the flower swept by the wind of Ling Le's fist just now clearly came into view.

Now there is only one flower branch left in that flower, and the petals on the ground are scattered, not to mention, they are all broken into two halves!

He could see very clearly that Ling Le had never touched that flower just now!And even with scissors, it is difficult to cut so completely!

This flower was connected with the injury of the Japanese person that day, the mask's head slammed, as if an atomic bomb had exploded in his head.

"Did you just say that you were really angry? Are you really angry? Chakra?"

The mask's tone was agitated, and it was a different person from just now.

This time, Ling Le was at a loss when asked about it. He looked at the flower in a panic and said, "No, I caused trouble again. You have to promise me that you can't tell the housekeeper that I did it!"

The mask wanted to tell him that as the young master of the Ling family, let alone break a flower, even if you blow up the flower house, no one will say you.But what he is more anxious now is to verify the question he has been thinking about.

"Yes, but only a little."

Ling Le nodded, and picked a small leaf from a nearby flower.He put his finger on it, frowning, his little face was flushed with force, and then, a tiny crack appeared where his finger touched the flower leaf, and as Ling Le moved his finger, the flower leaf also It then shattered into two pieces.

Ling Le let out a small cheer, and there were some crystal drops of sweat on his forehead.