Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

Although he noticed that a lot of eyes were on him, Meng Xing didn't pay much attention to it. While stroking the soft fur on the ferret's back, he went to the dining table to get a small cake.

Meng Xing dug out a spoonful of butter. He originally wanted to feed it to the ferret, but when he fed it to the ferret's mouth, he suddenly remembered that it was a translucent soul beast.

In the final analysis, soul beasts are only made of spiritual power and are not real creatures, so they do not need to eat.

So Meng Xing removed the spoon and was about to put it into his mouth, but the ferret suddenly hugged his hand, as if the food was unwilling to be fed to his mouth and flew away again, trying to push Meng Xing away. Wake up and break the spoon back in your hand.

Meng Xing was a little funny: "You can't eat it."

But the ferret didn't listen. While it continued to hold Meng Xing's arm, it pointed at the main body in the distance with its paw.

Meng Xing looked in the direction pointed by the ferret and saw Wen Rulan, who was still surrounded by the crowd. Wen Rulan didn't look at him, he was busy dealing with the group of people in front of him. But Meng Xing still understood what the ferret meant, which meant that it couldn't be eaten, but Meng Xing could feed it to Wen Rulan.

Feed cake to Wen Rulan? Meng Xing finally realized belatedly that what he had just done was inappropriate. He always subconsciously regarded the ferret as a small animal, which he could pet and feed as he pleased. However, this was not a small animal, but Wen Rulan's mental power. The clone, especially Wen Rulan, had very clear cross-border thoughts towards him, and his behavior was really too ambiguous.

So Meng Xing decisively rejected the ferret, forcefully pulled his arm away from the ferret's claws, put the spoon directly into his mouth, and swallowed the cream in one gulp.

The ferret watched helplessly as the cream cake that was supposed to belong to him was eaten. The ferret was stunned, as if it had been hit hard.

The bigger blow was yet to come. Meng Xing bent down and put the ferret on the ground. Not only did it no longer feed him, but now he couldn't even hold it.

He drew a clear line with Wen Rulan and also with Ferret.

A ferret stood on the tiles on the ground. Its slender figure looked a little thin and lonely in contrast to the crowd in the banquet hall.

It no longer hugged Meng Xing, but just rolled up its body and gathered it at Meng Xing's feet. It didn't know whether it was intentional or not. Although it stopped making noises, the down on its back rubbed against Meng Xing's ankles, causing a slight tingling. feel.

And guilt.

Meng Xing felt like he was bullying people when he was with Wu Jin before, and now when he was with ferrets, Meng Xing felt like he was bullying small animals.

These two people know how to play the sympathy card!

Meng Xing hardened his heart and ignored the ferret clustered around his feet. He ate the small cake one spoonful at a time, preparing to completely destroy this piece of cream cake. It is impossible to feed, not even in this life!

But while Meng Xing was concentrating on destroying the cake, a strong wind suddenly blew in the closed banquet hall. Moreover, this strong wind had a clear target, heading straight in the direction of Meng Xing.

The ferret that was lying on the ground immediately stood up. The well-behaved look it had always shown in front of Meng Xing disappeared, and its bared teeth revealed a hint of ferocity that belonged only to beasts.

The speed of the strong wind was so fast that Meng Xing could not react. The golden eagle blowing the strong wind had already passed in front of him, and its sharp claws were aimed at Meng Xing.

The talons of large raptors of the falcon family are sharp weapons for hunting. They are extremely sharp. A falcon on the grassland can easily break the spine of a wolf. If its claws are aimed at a human, it will not require any force, and the crispy flesh of human flesh will be broken. The skin and flesh will be ripped open under the claws.

However, this golden eagle did not come to kill people. No matter how arrogant Cheng Peng was, he was not so arrogant as to kill people in public. The golden eagle's claws were only aimed at Meng Xing's face. It wanted to destroy Meng Xing's appearance.

However, it failed because there was something faster than the flying golden eagle. When the ferret realized the crisis, it propped up its body. It jumped up a few times and grabbed Meng Xing's clothes and stood up. On Meng Xing's shoulders, when the golden eagle actually came to Meng Xing's face, it was already ready to defend itself.

It waved its much shorter claws and faced the inch-long eagle's claws. The two were separated at the touch. Before the onlookers could see what was going on, the golden eagle had returned to Cheng Peng's house. On his shoulders, there was some annoyance that the plan had failed.

The ferret stood on Meng Xing's shoulder. When Meng Xing looked at it, it rubbed its furry head against the intact side of Meng Xing's face.

Meng Xing no longer insists on drawing a clear line with the ferret. After all, the situation is different. Someone wants to operate on him, and the ferret is protecting him. Meng Xing looked at Cheng Peng a few meters away and the golden eagle on his shoulder.

The spirit beast and its owner had the same contemptuous expression, raising their chin arrogantly. He was obviously no taller than Meng Xing, but he looked down in a condescending manner. The nostrils exposed when he lifts his chin make you want to punch him.

Meng Xing was eager to try in his heart, but he didn't really take action. After all, this is not a normal world, but a spiritual one. He, an ordinary person without spiritual power, would not be able to do well against Cheng Peng.

He couldn't do it directly, so he had to use his mouth. Meng Xing was about to question him, but another person had already stepped forward to help him.

"Cheng Peng, what do you mean?" Wen Rulan's questioning voice came from not far away.

Cheng Peng's sudden attack on Meng Xing interrupted the seemingly harmonious atmosphere in the banquet hall. Everyone who was talking couldn't help but stop and focus on the two people who caused the conflict.

Wen Rulan was finally able to escape and walked through the crowd towards Meng Xing. His expression was stern, his eyebrows seemed as cold as frost, and his dark eyes hid uncontrollable anger.

When he walked up to Meng Xing and blocked Meng Xing behind him, Cheng Peng's explanation finally came too late.

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention when my soul beast was flying and accidentally scratched him." Cheng Peng said sorry, but there was no apology on his face. He was only a little regretful that he could not ruin the face of this little lover, Wen Rulan. .

Originally, he was not sure that Meng Xing really had any unusual relationship with Wen Rulan, but judging from Wen Rulan's current behavior, it was already certain. Usually he also liked to provoke Wen Rulan, but Wen Rulan either ignored him or smiled contemptuously, looking at Cheng Peng as if he were looking at a funny clown.

This kind of reaction always made Cheng Peng even more angry and unbearable, but no matter how provocative and humiliating he was in words and actions, Wen Rulan still had the same contemptuous expression as a clown.

But it was different now. He just wanted to attack Wen Rulan, his little lover, and even before he succeeded, Wen Rulan's anger could not be concealed.

Cheng Peng consciously caught Wen Rulan's weak spot. Naturally, he was like a hyena that had bitten its prey. It would not let go until a piece of its flesh was bitten off.

He finished with an insincere apology, followed by an exaggerated and artificial performance: "Huh? This person seems to be an ordinary person without mental power, right? How did he get in? Where is the security guard, how do he do things?"

He frowned at Meng Xing, and in a few words he had already concluded that Meng Xing had sneaked in instead of attending the meeting formally.

Most people would be a little embarrassed when faced with this kind of scene. Although the mainstream values ​​in this society believe that everyone is equal, in fact, people with mental powers will discriminate against ordinary people without mental powers, especially in this kind of situation where only powerful people have the power. At a dinner party that only children of the Li family could attend, an ordinary person appeared. It was like a ragged beggar mixed in at an upper-class cocktail party. He had mixed in, but there was a strange feeling of being out of place from top to bottom.

Before, Meng Xing stayed low-key in the corner, and not many people paid attention to him. Now, Cheng Peng directly made him the focus of the audience. For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him, and among these eyes, Most of them have the same condescending contempt as Cheng Peng, and they are as playful as watching a play.

But Meng Xing didn't show any embarrassment as everyone expected. He remained as still as a mountain pine in the wind and rain.

It's not that he is thick-skinned, but Meng Xing didn't take what the NPC said to heart at all. He was a man who could hide in the toilet and listen to Manager Huang scolding him in various ways. How could he be so angry just because of Cheng Peng's few words? Embarrassed or annoyed?

But he didn't care about Cheng Peng's words, but someone did.

The ferret standing on his shoulder bared its teeth and arched its back in anger.

But Wen Rulan still tried his best to maintain a superficial calm, even though his voice had dropped to freezing point: "He is my assistant."

"Oh" Cheng Peng said an exaggerated "oh". His contemptuous eyes were no longer just for Meng Xing, but also for Wen Rulan: "How come we haven't seen each other for a few days, but Mr. Wen has a new assistant? And it's still like this ?Mr. Wen’s vision is not very good.”

At the end of the sentence, he couldn't help but laugh. The laughter contained nothing but mockery and disdain.

It was not enough for him to smile alone. He also turned to wink at the group of people following him, asking them to agree with him.

These people gathered around Cheng Peng. They were originally on Cheng Peng's team. After receiving the instructions, they immediately joined in and started booing, saying that such a useless waste was not worthy of attending such a banquet, let alone being an S-class. Assistant to the psychic.

After all, Wen Rulan was an S-level mental power user. Even if they had Cheng Peng's instructions, they did not dare to confront each other directly, so they all targeted Meng Xing and humiliated Meng Xing to achieve the purpose of slapping Wen Rulan in the face.

But among the group of losers behind Cheng Peng, not everyone was sarcastic about Meng Xing, not Wu Jin. He looked a little anxious and uneasy, his fingers were twisted together, and the right foot he took a step forward seemed to want to He tried to stop Cheng Peng, but he didn't dare to say anything after all, and retracted his stepped foot. So, he had no choice but to cast an apologetic look at Meng Xing, who was not far away.

Meng Xing received it and wondered in his heart whether his previous attitude towards Wu Jin was too much. After all, this man seemed to have no malicious intentions.

He didn't think about it for too long before turning to comfort the ferret on his shoulder. Wen Rulan stood in front of him. Meng Xing couldn't see clearly Wen Rulan's expression, but he could see the ferret's reaction clearly. The fur on the ferret's body exploded, and there was a dangerous snoring sound in its throat. The next moment he will jump out and bite someone.

He took the ferret off his shoulders and smoothed its fur, but the ferret still had the same frizzy look, and Meng Xing's comfort this time was not effective.

Meng Xing thought for a moment and suddenly turned his wrist. As if by magic, there was an extra card in his palm.

His movements were very covert, and Wen Rulan was blocking him in front of him. No one noticed except the ferret he was holding.

The ferret looked at the purple card that suddenly appeared and the text on the card. It suddenly stopped fussing and glanced up at Meng Xing. Meng Xing also glanced at the ferret and at the same time looked at Cheng. The champagne tower on the dining table next to Peng winked. No need to talk, the ferret already understood what Meng Xing meant.

On the other side, Cheng Peng was still laughing. The angrier Wen Rulan's expression became, the crazier he laughed. But soon, he stopped laughing.

The sound of broken glass sounded beside him, and the champagne tower on the dining table near Cheng Peng was suddenly knocked over. Cheng Peng didn't react in time and was poured all over his head and face by the five-story champagne tower. His hairstyle, which was specially fixed with hairspray, was completely ruined in an instant.

The golden eagle flapped its wings twice, shaking off the water droplets on its feathers, and its sharp eyes captured the shadows passing under the dining table.

It was a ferret, and its speed was so fast that except for spirit beasts with excellent eyesight like the golden eagle, the rest of the onlookers couldn't see its movements clearly.

In almost the blink of an eye, the ferret disappeared from Meng Xing's arms, followed by the collapse of the champagne tower and Cheng Peng's embarrassment.

The ferret was so fast when it attacked that others couldn't see it, but when it came back it deliberately slowed down, almost swaggering.

The anger on Wen Rulan's face was gone, and he was leisurely waiting for the ferret to return to his shoulder, and then apologized slowly: "I'm sorry, my spirit beast passed by you and accidentally knocked down the wine. .”

He sent Cheng Peng's excuse back intact, but in return Cheng Peng's face turned red with anger.

"You!" Cheng Peng said the word "you" angrily. He is far from being as good at forbearing as Wen Rulan. When he gets angry, he is easy to ignore.

He stared, and the golden eagle on his shoulders spread its wings at the same time. Its originally small body suddenly stretched twice as long. It leaned forward slightly and locked its eyes on the target. This was the eagle's preparation before attacking.

The ferret also arched its body, not afraid, but stretched its claws unbearably.

Cheng Peng and Wen Rulan had always been at odds with each other, and there were frequent minor frictions, but they had never really competed. Because Wen Rulan usually regarded Cheng Peng's provocation as a joke and either ignored or despised it, but this time it was different. He really got really angry. The first duel, originally scheduled for August 8, is now showing signs of being moved forward.

What caused the duel to advance was... everyone's eyes couldn't help but turn to the man behind Wen Rulan again.

Meng Xing had no consciousness of being a troublemaker for Lan Yan, but he only felt sorry for his money.

His one thousand yuan was exchanged for an SR card that can teleport. Meng Xing is quite satisfied. Compared with the previous explosion rate, he got an SR card for one thousand yuan, and he is already a person who can go to hell. European-style seal. I originally wanted to keep this SR card for emergencies, but I didn't expect to use it because of such a trivial matter.

But if the old ones don't go and the new ones don't come, Wen Rulan should reimburse him... right?

Everyone was worried that Wen Rulan and Cheng Peng would fight directly here. Only Meng Xing's brain circuit was different. He was worried about whether his money would never be returned once it was gone.

But their worries were unnecessary, because the two men did not fight in the end.

"Ahem, what's going on?" A rich male voice broke into the tense banquet hall.

A middle-aged man wearing a dark gray suit and a gold brooch on his chest walked in from the door of the banquet hall. He was old, and his hair on the temples was a little gray, but he did not look old. Instead, he had a look that had accumulated over time. steady.

"Go to the Speaker." Someone exclaimed and quickly made way for the middle-aged man.

Like Moses parting the sea, wherever the middle-aged man walked, the crowd automatically made way for him. To a certain extent, everyone respected this man even more than they did S-level Wen Rulan or Cheng Peng.

Because although these two people are S-level psychics, they have not yet reached the top, and they have not truly become the leaders of the psychic group. But this is not the case for this middle-aged man. He has real authority at hand.

He is the current Speaker of the Upper House and the real decision-maker of the spiritual power group.

Meng Xing's eyes, like the others, were on the man who suddenly appeared, and he opened the man's profile.

ID: Jian Wenhong

Character introduction: The current Speaker of the Upper House, the head of the Jian family, an A-level spiritual person, has been in office for more than 20 years, acts fairly and strictly, and has high prestige.

Meng Xing could really feel this extremely high prestige. Because after Jian Wenhong arrived, everyone fell silent. Cheng Peng, who was quite arrogant at first, calmed down his arrogance and turned his face away in depression. Wen Rulan was no longer tense, even if they were S-class spiritual power users with a higher level. He also had to sell Jian Wenhong's face, and the war was resolved invisibly.

Although these two people stopped taking action, they did not explain the cause and effect. However, when faced with Jian Wenhong's problem, there were others who could explain it.

Someone whispered a few words beside Jian Wenhong. Jian Wenhong frowned after hearing this and reprimanded in the direction of Cheng Peng: "Cheng Peng, in the final analysis, this is your fault. Mentalists must not attack ordinary people casually. .”

Cheng Peng snorted from his nose, and said angrily: "I've already apologized."

Then, regardless of the fact that the banquet was not over yet, he turned around and left while he was soaked in wine. As an assistant, Wu Jin naturally had to follow him. Before leaving, he cast an apologetic look at Meng Xing, and then Follow Cheng Peng's footsteps and leave.

Jian Wenhong looked at Cheng Peng's back and frowned a little deeper, but in the end it was difficult to say anything. In the end, he could only walk to Wen Rulan and say hello to Wen Rulan. At the same time, he also spoke kindly to Meng Xing behind Wen Rulan. He expressed his apology: "It was me who did not entertain you well and failed to stop Cheng Peng in time."

The host of this banquet is Jian Wenhong. If anything happens at the banquet, he should be held responsible.

However, Meng Xing was still a little surprised by Jian Wenhong's attitude. After all, Jian Wenhong was the only high-level psychic who did not look down upon him, an ordinary person, and was even willing to sincerely apologize to him.

It seems that he is indeed well-deserved as the Speaker of the Senate, and he is indeed fair and strict in dealing with matters.

Meng Xing couldn't help but feel a little favorable and replied: "It's okay, I'm not hurt either."

The ferret lying on Wen Rulan's shoulder disagreed. Wen Rulan also frowned and said in a cold tone: "Cheng Peng went for his face. It was me who stopped him in time, not that nothing happened. Speaker Jian, this There has to be an explanation for everything.”

Jian Wenhong straightened his expression and said thoughtfully: "I will talk to Cheng Peng afterwards, but you also know that he..."

Jian Wenhong looked a little embarrassed. Although he was the Speaker of the Senate, Wen Rulan and Cheng Peng also had to sell his face, but the amount they could sell was limited. Didn't Cheng Peng just throw away his face and leave?

Wen Rulan also knew this, so he didn't hold on to this matter anymore. He squinted his eyes and kept this account in his heart.

The matter came to an end for the time being. Jian Wenhong no longer directed his attention to Meng Xing. He only spoke a few words to Wen Rulan about the internal arrangements for the showdown on August 8th.

Meng Xing couldn't get in the middle of this kind of thing. As an assistant, he listened quietly behind Wen Rulan for a while.

Later, several people came to talk to Wen Rulan about some official matters, and time flew by.

Because of this unexpected turn of events, the banquet ended faster than expected. At 9 o'clock in the evening, Wen Rulan had already left with Meng Xing.

The driver was already waiting in front of the exit, and the two of them got into the black stretch car and prepared to return to Wen Rulan's sea-view villa.

Without waiting for Wen Rulan to ask, Meng Xing spontaneously told him that his teleportation card cost one thousand yuan and that he was already penniless.

He emphasized the latter, expecting Wen Rulan to understand his hint when he spoke.

Wen Rulan understood, but he pretended not to understand. The ferret also tilted its head obediently, as if it didn't understand what Meng Xing was talking about.

You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep, and you can't wake up a person who pretends not to understand. After Meng Xing hinted many times to no avail, he could only give up temporarily in frustration.

When Meng Xing lowered his head dejectedly because he couldn't get the money, Wen Rulan couldn't help but curled her lips and the ferret's tail flicked slightly.

The black car carrying the two people was getting farther and farther away from the banquet hall amid the sounds of conversation. They suddenly realized that there was a person who had been watching their retreating shadow.

Cheng Peng stood alone in a hidden corner outside the banquet hall, watching Wen Rulan get into the car and leave.

Although he had left the banquet hall long ago, he had not really left. Instead, he had been standing here waiting for something.

His face no longer showed arrogance and arrogance, but instead was filled with watery gloom.

Wen Rulan's previous move had shocked him. The ferret was originally a spirit beast known for its speed, but Cheng Peng didn't expect it to be so fast.

Although that was not the speed of the ferret itself, but the blessing of Meng Xing's plug-in card, in Cheng Peng's eyes, the distance was only tens of meters, and the ferret came to him almost instantly He flipped onto his side and knocked over the champagne tower. He couldn't even react.

Fortunately, this was just a drink thrown at him. What if Wen Rulan wanted his life?

Needless to say, Wen Rulan wanted his life, but the timing was wrong today and Wen Rulan didn't really take action.

He must not sit still!

Cheng Peng gritted his teeth. He might not be able to defeat Wen Rulan in a head-on fight, but he could do it behind the scenes.

After the crowd in the banquet hall had almost dispersed, finally, the person he was waiting for arrived.

The visitor was hidden in the darkness. Before actually walking to the corner where Cheng Peng was, he looked around to make sure there was no one around.

Cheng Peng got impatient after waiting for so long, and said directly: "My soul beast is watching from above, there will be no one."

This person was too cautious every time he met him and refused to let the third person know. For this reason, Cheng Peng even sent his useless assistant away and asked the other person to help him get a set of clean clothes and return in a short time. Not coming.

The visitor looked up and saw the golden eagle standing on a high place, overlooking the panoramic view, and finally felt relieved. He walked towards Cheng Peng and lowered his voice and said, "I told you not to act rashly, why do you provoke him every day?"

"How could you test his current strength without provoking him?" Cheng Peng asked bluntly: "If he doesn't take action today, do you know that his strength is as strong as it is now?"

The visitor choked for a moment and then said, "What are you going to do?"

"According to the previous plan, haha, I want to see if he has the chance to participate in the showdown on August 8th." Cheng Peng sneered, with a vicious light flashing in his eyes.

The visitor groaned, acquiesced to Cheng Peng's proposal, and whispered a few more instructions to Cheng Peng.

Although Cheng Peng was a little impatient with the other party's cautious attitude, he still agreed one by one.

The two of them were concentrating on their conversation and did not pay attention to the surrounding movements. However, the golden eagle standing high up had fulfilled its duty as a guard. There were no intruders within its detection range.

However, at a corner not far away from where Cheng Peng and Cheng Peng were talking, there was a man standing leaning against the wall. He was within the Golden Eagle's detection range, but the Golden Eagle seemed to be unable to see him at all.

And at such a close distance, he could completely hear the conversation between Cheng Peng and the person opposite him, as well as their sneak attack plan.

The man was holding a pile of clean suits in his hands. The lenses of his glasses reflected a cold luster in the moonlight. The expression in his eyes could not be seen clearly, but the corners of his mouth that were curved with a playful smile could be clearly seen.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020061301:35:142020061417:58:44期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: I molested one ghost at the grave;

Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: aaa 2; Fumino Orita and Huangfu Qianyi 1;

Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: Zhang Siyi 3 bottles; Yinxi and Youyou 2 bottles; Xingfu and Yuanxi 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!