Quick Wear: That Crazy Villain Always Forces Love

This sentence was so familiar that Wen Liang was distracted.

He looked at Liu Song in front of him carefully.

The flickering lights in the hall came on, and their corner was only illuminated by a dim light, just enough to illuminate the people in fine detail.

The man, half hidden in the darkness, bent his waist slightly, stared at him with his black eyes and smiled, which had nothing to do with gentleness and courtesy. The cross earrings on his ears reflected the cross light.

The white rose stained with blood, stuck in the thorns, dazzling and charming.

When Wen Liang came to his senses, he found that he couldn't help but give Liu Song a trusting smile, and his two rows of little teeth were retracted in fear at the ooc warning.

Luan Zhou didn't miss Wen Liang's silly smile.

He repeated: "You are different, you always bully me, make me crazy and sad..."

Luan Zhou slapped himself after he finished speaking. He had been calm for too long, and he knew he was going to have another fucking attack.

He forced himself to calm down, grabbed the tablecloth and wiped the blood off his hands in a mess.

If 006 were still there, he could exchange props to solve the rejection reaction after the combination with the whistle.

Unfortunately, he is just an ordinary character now, and the only thing he can do is to help Wen Liang complete the task as soon as possible.

Luan Zhou threw the tablecloth on the ground, took a deep breath, and propped himself up with his arms again, trapping Wen Liang between himself and the table.

"I was just ill, but I'm fine now. Didn't you say you would show me my brother's video? Show it now."

Wen Liang felt like he was watching a one-man show.

At this time, the activities in front of the venue have already begun. The person in charge will announce the information with the highest matching degree in the matching database, and then the parties will decide whether to combine.

Wen Liang glanced at Liu Song's red face caused by his slap, swallowed his saliva, and didn't dare to say anything more. He directly called up his light screen and played the video quickly and concisely.

Luan Zhou looked at the scenes in the video, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and the original owner's body could hardly suppress the anger after learning about his brother's tragic death.

As he guessed, it was indeed related to Xiao Yuanshan, and he was the one who organized the situation.

Wen Liang saw that Liu Song finally had the right reaction, and immediately started talking about Xiao Yuanshan's dirty laundry:

"I checked. He has harmed many guides. He has had enough of his romantic life and finally wants to stop with you. Although I don't like guides and think you are all too weak, I can't stand people like Xiao Yuanshan. I found this video by accident. I don't ask for anything in return. Just consider it as you owe me a favor..."

Wen Liang was almost spitting out saliva, but his voice could not cover the voice of the person in charge on the stage shouting into the microphone.

"This year, the highest matching rate has reached 80%! This pair of sentinels favored by God is our Admiral Xiao Yuanshan and Colonel Liu Song! Congratulations!"

Everyone off the field was surprised at the high degree of matching. After all, only a few have a matching degree higher than 60%.

The cheers completely drowned out Wen Liang's voice, and he shouted anxiously:

"I don't congratulate you!"

The gentle voice was clearly heard by Luan Zhou in the bustling crowd, and became the only words that Luan Zhou was willing to take to heart among the vast crowd.

He leaned on the table and replied word by word: "I know."

Luan Zhou reached out and picked up the nearest glass of red wine on the table, stood up and drank it all.

He needed to kill Xiao Yuanshan at any cost.

Wen Liang watched Liu Song finish his drink and walk in front of the crowd, then stand still amid the cheers.

Xiao Yuanshan was there too. He was used to being the center of attention, so he stood in the most conspicuous place.

But Wen Liang looked around the hall and found that although the entire venue seemed loose, there were actually several highly combat-capable sentinels in the corners.

[Wen Liang: Ryan asked me to come here. Do you think I am also a very powerful sentinel? ]

[886: He told you to come here to play, and told you not to eat food given by strangers, and not to follow bad uncles]

Wen Liang curled his lips. He was about to get angry when talking about this. He was an S-level sentinel. His combat power was definitely stronger than most people, if not first or second. But Ryan coaxed him like a child.

Ryan and his men will definitely make a big move today, maybe the pirates will really come.

[Wen Liang: If the pirates really launch a surprise attack, maybe we can meet my other mission target Lucius today.]

[886: You just showed the evidence to Liu Song, but the plot value didn’t increase]

Wen Liang looked up at Liu Song in the crowd thoughtfully.

As soon as Liu Song walked over, Xiao Yuanshan came up to him with a smile on his face, but Liu Song walked straight past Xiao Yuanshan without giving him any face.

The crowd who were originally cheering enthusiastically fell silent one after another, and Xiao Yuanshan's smile froze.

There was a slight redness on Liu Song's face from drinking. His narrow and long eyes were slightly narrowed, with a hint of crimson at the end of his eyes. His black hair was hanging in disarray, which was a pleasure to look at.

He scratched his hair to clear his sight and asked:

"How well do Chen and I match each other?"

Wen Liang didn't expect Liu Song to say this. He quickly grabbed the plate to cover his face. What was Liu Song trying to do?

When a well-behaved person loses his composure once, it always brings a shocking impact. Everyone looks at each other in bewilderment. There is even a sentinel who blushes and quietly recommends himself, saying that he and he are a good match...

Luan Zhou couldn't drink much and he was already drunk after just one glass. He simply stopped pretending. He couldn't touch Wen Liang, so it didn't matter if the world collapsed.

He took another glass of wine from the tray carried by the servant, took a big sip, and asked again:

"I asked, how compatible are Chen Zui and I?"

The person in charge glanced at Admiral Xiao, whose face had turned black, and replied haltingly:

"Second Lieutenant Chen's pheromones are not stored in the database, so the matching value cannot be detected."

Luan Zhou clicked his tongue.

Xiao Yuanshan smiled coldly, "You rejected me just for that loser Chen Zui?"

[Number of scoldings today: 1/3]

Wen Liang didn't expect that lying down would not only allow him to get shot, but also win a prize. Now one third of today's mission has been completed.

Xiao Yuanshan was not about to stop: "Do you know why Chen Zui's pheromones are not in the library? I heard that it was the Marshal's personal order. That idiot somehow offended the Marshal and was targeted. Liu Song, you shouldn't ruin your future for such a person."

This time the person in charge had no choice but to interrupt Xiao Yuanshan:

"General Xiao, the reason why Captain Chen Zui was not able to enter the warehouse is because he has already married the Marshal."

.......

The whole place was dead silent.

The person in charge continued: "According to the rules, the combined Sentinel Guides are not allowed to participate in matching activities"

Wen Liang couldn't stop himself even with two plates. The cannon fodder passerby was a joke. He was now brighter than the crystal chandelier above the venue. Almost everyone looked at him in shock.

Xiao Yuanshan felt like he had swallowed a fly, muttering in disbelief: "Impossible... How could that loser know the Marshal..."

There was no trace of smile in Luan Zhou's eyes anymore. He calmly raised his head and drank the rest of the wine in the glass. The glass slammed to the ground, and he counted on his fingers.

"You didn't wipe your mouth after going to the toilet? How many times have you called him trash? Three times, I guess."

Luan Zhou stretched and said lazily, "Then I'll just use three fingers."