Quick Wear: The fishing beauty counterattacks and rises to the top

The man raised his hand slightly, and the air seemed to freeze. She subconsciously closed her eyes.

The next second, snap——

The monster outside instantly turned into blood.

Just like exploding water dumplings, they exploded one after another in front of everyone, and the sentry was covered with black and green slime.

The dark military uniform outlines his slender figure, but it cannot hide the evil aura he exudes.

The man took a few steps forward, walked up to her, and looked at her meaningfully.

"I heard...you want to come and train the dog?"

"It's you, Miss Wen?" He stretched out his slender hand, as if he was about to touch her in the next moment.

Wen Shiyun couldn't help biting her lower lip and closing her eyes.

"Yeah, training a dog, what's wrong, you bit me!"

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The man lifted her chin with a scrutinizing look, as if he wanted to find some fault with her. This woman, who was more fragile than an ant, shamelessly said that she wanted to tame him.

Her long black hair spread out behind her, blowing gently in the wind. Her skin was white and almost transparent, her eyes were round and dark, and she was incredibly delicate and soft, just like a delicate young lady. Inexplicably, people had the desire to crush her to pieces.

He chuckled, leaned close to her ear, and said meaningfully, "Okay, I look forward to you taming me."

Wen Shiyun: “???”

Her ears were burning red from what he was saying.

They had no idea that all of this was being broadcast live to the entire galaxy. This live broadcast began the moment they entered the building.

Is this the newest guide? She's so small and pretty, I feel like I could make her cry with just one punch.

[She and Hei Xu have such a strong CP feeling. Anyway, guess how much of a match they can make?!]

What kind of CP is this? Isn't she the one who brazenly claimed she was going to tame an S-rank Sentinel? A D-rank guide bragging like that? I think she'll be dead in a few days.

[Not necessarily. Hei Xu helped her kill those alienated monsters even with the controller around his neck. He usually doesn't care about them. I think there's a chance.]

[Yes, using mental power with the controller is very painful, and it will accelerate the Sentinel's mutation. If it is not comforted in time, it will easily go berserk.]

Why do they have this inexplicable sense of taboo? Shashasha, hehehehe~~

......

Bai Jue followed him and murmured, "Is it him?" as he turned around.

Wen Shiyun turned around when she heard her voice and asked, "Him? Who is he?"

"One of the S-class sentinels, Hei Xu, his spiritual form... is a black shapeshifting hound." After saying that, Bai Jue looked at her meaningfully.

Obviously she also heard what the man just said to her.

Wen Shiyun was suddenly speechless. No wonder... when he said she wanted to train a dog, he automatically put himself in her shoes.

"Come on, I'll take you to your room to rest."

"Where are the other guides?"

"Some have already arrived and are resting in their rooms. Some are still behind you. You will see them when they arrive tomorrow."

She was a little confused just now as to why there was only one guide for an armored vehicle, but after the attack just now, she was somewhat puzzled.

Just her, a D-level guide, could attract so many mutated Sentinels to come and attack her.

If there were a few more guides and a large number of alien species were brought in, the entire car's sentries would probably be destroyed.

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Bai Jue led her inside, where there was a black door made of special metal.

Pushing the door open and walking in, everything looks like a normal interior, except... every item and furniture is specially made by the military, with a special mechanical luster, cold and clean, indifferent and impersonal.

She glanced around and paused at a certain place.

A man suddenly sat down under the long black pillar beside the stairs.

The man closed his eyes and sat quietly under the pillar, with his head lowered and his hair scattered on his forehead, as if he was asleep.

Wen Shiyun frowned, but before she could look away, the man suddenly opened his eyes, supported himself with one hand, and rushed towards her quickly. The sudden impact made it impossible for her to react.

She met the man's eyes, and his golden pupils sucked her in like a whirlpool. She was instantly unable to move, and could only let out a slight whimper from her throat. Her body trembled subconsciously, which was the subconscious reaction of a low-level guide encountering a high-level sentinel.

The black-haired, golden-eyed man knelt before her and said in a low voice, "You..."

Feng Yuan pinched her knees for leverage, his golden pupils staring at her unblinkingly like a python staring at its prey, his gaze fixed on her as if it were real.

The next second, he pulled her into his arms.

The cold metal of the hunter's uniform hurt her. Wen Shiyun couldn't help but frown, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes. She tried hard to push the man away, but he was like a stone, unable to move at all.

"What are you doing? Let go!"

She looked at Bai Jue, asking for help.

Bai Jue's eyes were indifferent as he spoke slowly, "After entering the black room, the interactions between the guides and sentries inside cannot be interfered with or prevented as long as they do not endanger the guides' lives. Otherwise, the purpose of the live broadcast will be lost."

"This is Feng Yuan. You can get to know him in advance. I wish you good luck."

After saying that, Bai Jue just left. He didn't seem indifferent, but seemed like he really believed it.

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So heartless.

Wen Shiyun: “…”

She tried to break free from the man's restraints, but she felt herself being entangled tighter.

Sensing something was wrong, she looked down and discovered that the man's spirit had wrapped around her legs at some point. A giant white python coiled and snaked from her feet upwards, and the cold touch made her tremble.

Wen Shiyun raised her eyes to meet the man's, only to find that his golden pupils had turned into vertical pupils at some point, clearly a sign of unconsciousness.

She gritted her teeth, stood on tiptoe, closed her eyes, and kissed him on the lips.

Wen Shiyun knew that she had an S-level skill for mental soothing, but the system was dormant and she had no way of knowing how to use it, so she could only try her best.

The soft touch touched him, and Feng Yuan's golden pupils shrank slightly. It seemed that a cool breath like a stream of water soothed his somewhat chaotic spirit, making him so comfortable that he couldn't help but sigh.

The man's hand was on her slender waist, and the bulging blood vessels on her cold white skin were like lightning filled with murderous energy, a hideous yet powerful beauty.

He gasped dangerously with his lips slightly parted, and a flash of scarlet flashed across the golden vertical pupils in his eyes, which soon subsided. But all this was like drinking poison to quench thirst, and the next second the man took the initiative and kissed him back.

Wen Shiyun passively tilted her head back to endure it. Her pale and delicate cheeks had been stained with a faint blush at some point. The air in her mouth seemed to have been sucked away by the man. The feeling of suffocation made her feel as if she was floating in the air, and her heartbeat in her chest was chaotic.

The binding around her feet became tighter and tighter, and something in Wen Shiyun's mind seemed to want to break out, but she didn't know how. Just when she felt she was about to suffocate,

As if some mechanism in the black room was triggered, Feng Yuan was thrown onto the round pillar unexpectedly, and even the giant python entangled under his feet was released without him knowing when.

Wen Shiyun had no time to react. She was breathing heavily, her face flushed red. She picked up a black bondage belt from the table and tied the man around the cylinder in circles.

Feng Yuan was imprisoned, and his muscles, which were full of powerful aesthetics, became more prominent, but he looked a little calmer than at the beginning.

As if regaining some sanity, he spoke in a hoarse voice, "Let go."

Wen Shiyun curled her lips, "I, won't let go!"

Suddenly she seemed to become tough again, timid and coquettish. She turned around and ran upstairs in small steps, paying no attention to the man who was still tied up by her.

The rope seemed to have some kind of sensitivity; the more the man struggled, the tighter it got.

......