[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

Song Ci'an left after seeing Si Xingran back to the dormitory. The young man with outstanding figure and picturesque features was walking on campus holding a bouquet of flowers. The moonlight also favored him, falling on his shoulders, and I don't know who's eyes were amazed.

"Sister Mu." The little follower next to her looked at Mu Chun's extremely angry expression and spoke with some worry.

Wuchun clenched her hands tightly, and the folds of her skirt were pulled out. Half of the face was illuminated by the falling moonlight, and the other half was hidden in the darkness.

Si Xingran belongs to her, and no one can take it away from her. Not those bitches before, not even this bitch now.

Anyone who wants to take Si Xingran away from her must pay the price, just like those trash people who overestimated their abilities before.

Dirty garbage should stay in the mire forever, instead of trying to tarnish the moon.

A gust of wind blew by, and the clouds in the sky covered the scattered moonlight. Late spring was hidden in the darkness, with a bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes.

"Host, someone just spied on you and Si Xingran." 001 said.

Song Cian nodded, he saw it just now.

With hatred and jealousy, his almost substantial gaze was like a sharp arrow nailed to Song Sian. How could he not notice it.

"It's Late Spring, the vicious second female lead who harmed the heroine in the original world line and almost killed her by finding someone else." 001 said.

Song Ci'an responded and said he understood.

In late spring, the evil female protagonist in the original world line had a good relationship with the Si family.

She had always been secretly attracted to Si Xingran, but against her family's wishes for her to go abroad, she chose to be admitted to the university where Si Xingran was studying.

In these years, Munchun dealt with many people who confessed to Si Xingran or who paid homage to Xingran, either overtly or covertly.

The lighter punishment is to find someone to give you a beating and a warning; the worst punishment is to spread rumors and force you to drop out of school. Some girls were bullied and suffered from severe depression, and eventually jumped to their deaths.

The Mu family has a great business, and there are people below who are rushing to please them without the Mu family having to say anything in person.

Right and wrong are reversed, and there is no distinction between right and wrong. Late spring became the victim of a good student, and those who were bullied became the perpetrators. Late spring lived a happy and comfortable life, never receiving real punishment.

Song Cian looked at the files organized on the computer and reached out to turn off the computer.

No matter who you are, no matter how prominent your family background is, or how powerful your backing is, you should be responsible for your actions.

Justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

……

"Sister Mu, are you sure?" A young follower said hesitantly, "But he is a boy, will this method not work?"

"Why talk so much? Just do it if I ask you to do it." Munchun said sternly.

"Yes." The little follower lowered his head and responded.

The little follower wore a black hat and walked into an alley, which was a surveillance blind spot.

The person at the front of the alley is a bald man with a scar on his face. He has a strong build, a thick beard, and a sinister look in his eyes that ordinary people don't have.

Those were the eyes of someone who had really seen blood, the eyes of a desperate man, dark, cold and emotionless, full of viciousness and calculation.

The little follower was a little frightened and his body felt a little numb. Munchun said that these people were just some gangsters, but the powerful aura of silence told him that these people were not just simple gangsters. Just looking at each other made his knees numb and his breathing difficult.

The people I contacted in the past were all online rivals. They gave me a deposit first, then we would do the work, and then we would make the final payment, which was neat and tidy.

But the person I was looking for this time actually asked to meet offline, which was very strange in itself.

Coupled with the cold gazes of these people on him, like poisonous snakes coiling around him, the little follower couldn't stop trembling.

The little follower didn't want to come from the bottom of his heart, but he had already waded through this muddy water with Late Spring, and it would be impossible to escape unscathed.

Don't talk about anything else, just one sentence from Munchun could make his family unable to stay in S City.

"Brother Wang." The little follower pretended to be calm, raising his head and his teeth were still chattering, "What's the reason for you inviting me to meet here?"

The little follower only knew that this person was called Brother Wang, but did not know his real name or other information.

"Nothing." The man named Brother Wang said, "I just want to know what specific requirements my employer has this time."

"There are no requirements, just the same as what I sent you. Just remember to take a video when the time comes." The little follower finished pretending to be calm.

"Okay." Brother Wang smiled, the scars and wrinkles on his face squeezed together into a very weird smile.

……

When the little follower came out, he avoided the camera and walked close to the wall, feeling a little weak all over. My clothes clung to my body due to cold sweat, and I felt a little chilled by the wind.

"Brother." The person next to him pinched off the cigarette butts in his hand and threw them into the puddle on the ground. He stared at the direction where the little follower left with a somewhat sinister look, "Why do you have to come out in person this time? Now we are at the forefront of the storm. Go up, it’s dangerous to come out.”

Brother Wang smiled, looking at the white clouds floating in the distance, showing his yellow teeth, "I encountered something interesting, come out and confirm it for yourself."

The other person on the side had thin and curly hair and black-rimmed glasses. He was very thin and looked malnourished.

At this moment, he was holding a laptop in his hand and leaning against the wall with a very focused expression.

After a while, the man turned around, turned off the computer, stretched out his hand to adjust his glasses, "Boss, it's done."

"Let's go, the employer has confirmed it." Brother Wang touched the car keys in his trouser pocket.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them left the alley, as if they had never appeared.

……

"Host, there is someone here." 001's voice was alert.

Song Cian held the bouquet in her arms with a sharp smile and a gentle voice with a hint of helplessness, "What a coincidence, these are the flowers I just bought."

"Host, there are a lot of people here, all of them are desperadoes." 001 was far less calm than Song Ci'an.

Song Ci'an placed the flowers on a bench by the roadside. This was the corner after coming out of the flower shop. There were relatively few people. The more important point was that this was a blind spot for surveillance.

"Then give this bouquet of flowers to the next person you are destined for." Song Cian sighed slightly.

The moment he put down the bouquet, a sharp and powerful hand knife fell on Song Cian's neck.

Song Ci'an's body fell softly. When he was about to land, someone set up Song Ci'an and neatly took out the hemp rope and tied Song Ci'an up. When he threw him into the car, he didn't forget to stuff a ball of cloth into Song Ci'an. Ann's mouth.

"Okay, let's go." Someone said in a low voice.

The driver's skills were not very good, and he stumbled along the way, and finally reached his destination after a few hours.

Song Cian was dragged down, and the black cloth covering his face was also removed. Light pierced his eyes for a moment, and Song Cian squinted his eyes uncomfortably.

"This man is quite handsome." Someone whistled hooliganally, his words full of frivolity.