After Transmigrating Into a Villain Cannon Fodder Male Zerg

CH 9

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Ling clenched his fist and put it to his mouth, coughing softly to hide his laughter.

…Well, it would seem that he didn’t hate black hair.

He just didn’t like Song Jianshu now.

When Ling turned his eyes back to Song Jianshu, the smile on his face vanished and became cold.

“Song Jianshu, don’t pretend.”

He had lost his patience and no longer wanted to tangle with Song Jianshu: “What difference is there between what you’re doing and Lu Mo?”

Song Jianshu’s eyes widened: “You, are you comparing me to him? ”

How dare he compare him to such a lowly male! He was an A-Grade male!

“What makes you think that?” Ling snorted, “How do you deserve to be compared to Lu Mo?

“Have you forgotten? Wenge belongs to my legion.
You keep saying that you won’t prevent him from working, but what have you done for him?”

Song Jianshu opened his mouth: “I-”

“—You,” Ling interrupted him, “You didn’t enter a blood contract with him, and that caused his rank to remain at Grade A.”

Song Jianshu argued: “But he didn’t even reach A-Grade originally…”

Ling raised his eyebrows and said, “So he should’ve thanked you? Thank you, the B-Grade male that made a contract with him.
The male that finally allowed him to increase his grade only after his precious maturity period, of which should have greatly increased his grade, yet only did so by a little because of you?”

Song Jianshu was tongue tied: “No, it’s not…”

“Stop, I won’t talk to you about this.
One of you is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
What does it matter to me?”

Ling looked at Song Jianshu with a smile, but there was no trace of it in his bright red eyes, his tone was particularly soft: “You said that Lu Mo regarded me as a tool for making money, then my dear Song Jianshu, Mr.
Song.

“Why do I remember that each of Wenge’s paychecks, given by the military department, went into your account?”

Song Jianshu couldn’t help but take a step back.

On Ling’s face was his usual smile, but for some reason he felt a chill on his back.
For the first time, he discovered that the silver-haired female that used to have no frame was actually so tall and big.

He said indifferently: “That’s what Wenge insisted on…”

Ling tilted his head: “Oh? Voluntarily? ”

Seeming to find himself a reason, Song Jianshu finally had some confidence.
He looked at Ling’s face and couldn’t help but be infatuated.

He knew that Ling was good-looking, but he never realized that Ling was actually that good-looking.

He was like a wild and untamed, dangerous leopard.
But as long as he wanted, that leopard would obediently lie down in front of him, unhesitatingly revealing its soft and vulnerable belly…

Just thinking about it made his body tremble all over.

Song Jianshu couldn’t help but take a step forward as he said softly: “Yes, he volunteered.
Just like the car you gave me.
You were willing then, weren’t you?”

“……”

Ling narrowed his red eyes.
An unprecedented storm could be seen brewing there.

Yet, his expression grew softer and softer.
He spoke one word at a time, his voice loving, as if whispering into the ears of a lover, “Indeed.”

Song Jianshu looked at him foolishly, “Yes.”

The way Ling looked at Song Jianshu was no different than the way he’d look at a dead man.

……

Wenge, who had a panoramic view of that scene, was already anxious.

He had once gone to war with the Legion Commander and was very familiar with the look in Ling’s eyes.

When he had first seen it, Ling had slaughtered 30,000 alien beasts alone.

The second time was five years later.
Ling had walked past Wenge, a bloody aura rising off his body during the night.

The next day, it was reported in the news that three generals in the military had been assassinated.

And now, was the third time.

At that moment, Wenge could clearly see Ling’s hand gripping the handle of the dagger at his waist.

“Don’t!!!”

Wenge never thought that he could move so fast.
In a seeming flash of lightning, he pulled out his own dagger and threw it towards Ling—

But even so, it was destined to be too late.

Wenge watched in despair as his dagger brushed past Ling, firmly nailing itself to the side of the car.

Song Jianshu would die.

Like splitting bamboo, the sharp, long dagger pierced forward with a sheath-like killing intent, drawing a white line in the air.
The piercing sound it made was so sharp that it pricked the eardrum—It was a notice for the arrival of death.

Dang!!!

The long dagger split the gemstone on Song Jianshu’s collar, causing it to shatter into dust.
But the blade stopped precisely at Song Jianshu’s neck, not a single drop of blood appeared.

Wenger lost the strength to support himself and slowly sank to his knees.

He was almost certain that Ling was going to kill Song Jianshu, but somehow changed his mind at the last possible moment.

It was almost impossible, even Song Jianshu couldn’t change the nature of the Legion Commander.

He gazed at the silver-haired female, gasping in fear.

What exactly were you thinking of in that moment?

“You should be thankful that I now have a strong sense of self-management.” Ling put the dagger back into its sheath, “I’m not as impulsive as before.”

Only then did Song Jianshu realize that he had almost died.

His whole body quivered and slid down against the wall behind him.

Ling looked down at him, his voice soft: “But I advise you not to provoke me in the future.
I won’t be so restrained every time.”

……

Lu Mo stared, dumbfounded at what had happened in front of him.

Too many things happened in such a short amount of time, he could hardly react.

It seemed that his complexion wasn’t too good.
The moment Ling turned to him, a trace of chagrin slipped across his face: “Master…

“Don’t be afraid, I just…accidentally…

“Did I scare you?”

There was a dark, gloomy light in his red eyes.

Had he known, he would’ve been more careful.
Obviously, there were more subtle means to make Song Jianshu disappear without a trace.

“Master, I—”