Forced to take the love route by a scumbag villain

With a grunt, Cheng Peng kicked the can at his feet away.

The can hit the corner, making a loud noise in the quiet alley.

But this still couldn't relieve Cheng Peng's anger. He kicked the wall hard again, scolding Wen Rulan and Jian Wenhong while kicking.

Fortunately, he really thought that Jian Wenhong was very reliable, but look at what Jian Wenhong did tonight? Jian Wenhong actually didn't know the two key questions of when the mental force directional jamming device was tampered with and who was the person who tampered with it.

Cheng Peng told him to check it out. Jian Wenhong actually lost his temper, saying that the surveillance records had been destroyed and he couldn't find out who it was, so he wanted to check it out. Cheng Peng would check it out himself, and then he just put down the phone.

Cheng Peng was so angry that he threw his phone. He was a waste. His teammates were all waste!

After Cheng Peng kicked the wall until his toes hurt, he finally stopped out of breath. He turned back and looked behind him at the bell tower not far away.

Although he left the Bell Tower in anger before, he never left too far away. He was currently in the back alley of the Bell Tower.

Because he was unwilling to be a miserable loser and leave in such a dejected manner.

But...the winner has been decided, and in full view of the public, 80% of all spiritual power users know the news of Wen Rulan's victory. It is impossible for him to regain the position of leader.

Wait...it doesn't seem entirely impossible. If Wen Rulan dies, then as the only remaining S-class, wouldn't he be able to naturally regain the position of leader?

But this idea was quickly rejected by himself because he couldn't do it. After his failure last time, Wen Rulan strengthened the protection around him again. Not to mention arranging someone to do it, he couldn't even get close to Wen Rulan.

But just when he was discouraged, suddenly, the brilliant lights of the city at night seemed to be swallowed up by some light-devouring monster. After humans controlled fire and electricity, the night was once again covered in darkness.

power cut.

And there was a large-scale power outage. Cheng Peng looked at the bell tower with the lights completely turned off. He looked here for a long time. Wen Rulan seemed to have never left? In other words, Wen Rulan is still in the clock tower, with no one else around except an assistant, and the monitoring equipment inside the clock tower must have stopped operating due to the power outage... In other words, this is simply a God-given opportunity for a sneak attack!

As long as we take advantage of tonight's opportunity to get rid of Wen Rulan, no matter what if others doubt him, since they can't produce evidence anyway, he can become the leader of the spiritual power users!

Cheng Peng's heart was beating wildly. Should he remain a miserable loser or risk his fortune? Is there any choice?

But he still needs to prepare for how to do it.

Cheng Peng looked at his broken cell phone with some boredom. He couldn't contact his subordinates now, but...he could do it alone!

Cheng Peng summoned his soul beast, the Golden Eagle, not sure if it was because he was too determined to kill Wen Rulan. His soul beast had suffered considerable damage in the duel before, but now it was summoned from the sea of ​​consciousness again. Finally, it turned out to be basically back to normal.

The damaged wings are no longer damaged, the wings of the golden eagle are strong and strong, and the eagle's eyes are so deep that the master Cheng Peng is afraid to look at it.

Cheng Peng had no doubt that he was there. He only thought that his spiritual potential was stimulated, so he could recover so quickly. Combined with the timing of the city's power outage, God really helped him!

He left the golden eagle near the bell tower and was responsible for keeping an eye on Wen Rulan's movements. He went back to the company. Since he didn't have a mobile phone and couldn't contact his subordinates to pick him up, he walked there on his legs. This round trip was slower. When he returned to the clock tower again, it was already 23:08.

The golden eagle flew back to Cheng Peng's shoulder. Cheng Peng touched the strap on his lower back, took a deep breath, and climbed in from the wall behind the bell tower after getting ready.

After climbing in, Cheng Peng discovered that there were lights on in the bell tower! The city-wide power outage has not been restored, and the clock tower is now powered by 80% of its own generators.

Cheng Peng cried out in his heart that he was unlucky. If there was a backup generator in the bell tower, it meant that the surveillance must have been turned on at the moment. If he went in like this, it would be easy for him to reveal his traces.

However, if the arrow is on the string, how can it not be fired? He was already prepared and couldn't give up just yet. If he is caught on surveillance, just let Jian Wenhong handle it afterwards. Such a speaker should be of some use.

Cheng Peng made a plan and entered through the back door of the clock tower carefully.

There were people on the first floor. Cheng Peng heard several employees on duty discussing the power outage from a distance. He took a detour and went upstairs via another remote staircase.

He used the golden eagle to investigate and found that Wen Rulan was in the only lighted office on the fifth floor, so his current goal was to go to the fifth floor.

But when he reached the staircase that was supposed to be remote and uninhabited, he suddenly saw a shadow dormant in the darkness, like a silent ghost.

Cheng Peng was so frightened that he barely managed to scream. The golden eagle was much calmer than him. It looked at the shadow motionlessly.

The shadows were moving, and the outline of his face was slowly exposed to the dim emergency lights in the corridor. The lenses of his glasses reflected cold spots in the light.

"Mr. Cheng, why are you here?" Wu Jin shouted in surprise.

Cheng Peng's eyes widened when he heard this, and he wanted to stop Wu Jin's mouth, but it was too late. Wu Jin had already finished asking. The high volume echoed repeatedly in the spacious corridor, which was extremely eye-catching.

Oops! Cheng Peng turned his head nervously, and most of the employees on the first floor were alarmed.

But after waiting for a while, he didn't hear the sound of anyone coming to investigate. The employees not far away seemed to be deaf, and they didn't hear Wu Jin's shout.

Wu Jin's eyes flickered behind his lenses, and he glanced at the golden eagle vaguely. Facing the pair of deep and bright eyes that had been staring at him, it was almost scorching. Wu Jin lowered his head after taking one look.

Cheng Peng didn't notice the strange behavior of this man. He just patted his chest and rejoiced. At the same time, he lowered his voice and cursed: "Why are you shouting so loud?! Please lower your voice!"

Wu Jin responded in a submissive voice.

After Cheng Peng told Wu Jin to shut up, he finally thought of it and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I, I forgot something, so I made a special trip back to get it." Wu Jin explained timidly.

"Oh." Cheng Peng had no doubts. He originally wanted to ask Wu Jin to get out of here, but then he thought about it. More people can help. Although his assistant is a bit useless, it should be no problem to help block the door and prevent Wen Rulan from escaping.

Cheng Peng reached out and patted Wu Jin on the shoulder, and whispered: "I'm going to do a big thing tonight. You come here to help. After the thing is done, the benefits of your Wu family will be indispensable."

Wu Jin blinked, curious: "What's the big deal?"

"Stop talking nonsense, just follow me! Whatever I tell you, you do it! Do you understand?" Cheng Peng glared fiercely.

Wu Jin was stared at and lowered his head a little lower. He didn't dare to speak anymore and just followed Cheng Peng obediently.

The team of one person and one eagle was temporarily expanded to two people and one eagle. Cheng Peng opened the way in front, tiptoed, and quietly climbed up to the fifth floor.

On the way upstairs, Cheng Peng was so focused that he didn't notice that every move he made was exposed to the hidden surveillance camera at the corner of the corridor.

Wu Jin noticed it, but unfortunately, the security personnel who should have noticed someone sneaking in through the surveillance did not notice it at all, and no one came to stop it.

Cheng Peng's infiltration was so full of loopholes that miraculously no one noticed or stopped him.

Wu Jin walked behind Cheng Peng, and the golden eagle standing on Cheng Peng's shoulder finally stopped looking at him. He looked at the golden eagle's back from behind, looking thoughtful.

Cheng Peng reached the fifth floor smoothly. He stood in front of the only office door with the light on. He took out the gun from his waist. He turned the bolt of the gun, and there was a slight "click" in the silent corridor. "", Wen Rulan and Ferret, who were sitting behind the desk, raised their heads at the same time.

The next moment, the office door was kicked open, and Cheng Peng walked in with a grin on his face and a gun raised.

"Wen Rulan! I didn't expect it to be me!" Cheng Peng looked arrogant and proud. He felt that his plan had succeeded. Wen Rulan's life and death only depended on his thoughts. No matter how fast the ferret was, could it still be faster than his bullets? ?

He was not in a hurry to shoot, because Wen Rulan was going to die soon, so he had to humiliate him and feel happy when he saw the other person's frightened expression.

But when Wen Rulan saw Cheng Peng and the dark muzzles of the guns in Cheng Peng's hands, her expression was not as horrifying as Cheng Peng expected.

His eyes didn't even stay on Cheng Peng for long. After sizing up Cheng Peng for a moment, he turned to Wu Jin, who came in behind Cheng Peng with his head lowered and his expression somewhat unclear.

Wen Rulan's eyes switched between Cheng Peng and Wu Jin who came in together, and he replied: "I really didn't expect it."

Although it was not the panic tone that Cheng Peng wanted, but his unexpected plan was recognized, Cheng Peng could not help but feel proud: "Wen Rulan, you assassinated me twice before, what was the result? I am lucky, you There’s nothing you can do to me!”

"Yeah." Wen Rulan nodded, acknowledging the fact that Cheng Peng was destined to be lucky.

"And I personally took action today, and you just fell into my hands!" Cheng Peng became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, and he began to pour out the frustration he had been holding back for so many years: "Wen Rulan, do you know that you look down on me? How disgusting are people's expressions? I've wanted to kill you for more than a day or two!"

"Without you, I would be the only S-class. I can accept everyone's admiration without giving you half of it! There is no need to rely on any competition to determine the leader's position. I am an S-class who has never been seen in a century, so I should be born. leader!"

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to hear those annoying comments about how you are more talented and mentally stronger than me. I'm already S-level. Why can anyone compete with me?! In the final analysis After all, it’s because you shouldn’t have been born and you shouldn’t exist!”

Wen Rulan listened quietly, with a calm expression on his face, as if he didn't care about Cheng Peng's mental journey over the years.

"If it weren't for you, if it wasn't for you..." Cheng Peng was once again irritated by Wen Rulan's expression. He was already a little stunned when he said it. He kept repeating this sentence, and finally, he suddenly showed a sneer. , he pointed the muzzle of the gun at Wen Rulan's eyebrows and murmured: "Soon you will be gone."

At the same moment as he finished speaking, his index finger tapped the trigger hard, the firing pin ignited the fuse, and the bullet roared out of the chamber.

At the same time as the gunshot, Wu Jin raised his head. He had been watching and was still watching at this moment.

The bullet that should have been difficult to catch with the naked eye became very slow in his eyes. He saw the rotating bullet piercing the air and the flying airflow at the tail. He also saw the layer of protection around Wen Rulan that should not be purely present in this world. strength.

According to Wu Jin's assessment, that layer of protective power is far more powerful than the bullet. Not to mention that the bullet can't do anything to the opponent, even if Cheng Peng empties the magazine, it may not be able to shake this layer of protective power.

But...as the bullet flew, a faint golden light covered it.

The golden light is very light and very small. But such a tiny light contained destructive power comparable to the 81st Heavenly Tribulation. All matter and energy will be annihilated wherever the golden light that represents the power of heaven passes by, and the layer of protection beside Wen Rulan is no exception.

The air was stagnant at this moment, and Wen Rulan was somewhat aware of it. His slightly dilated pupils reflected the bullet aimed at his eyebrows. He wanted to escape, but had nowhere to go.

On August 8, Wen Rulan died in a sneak attack.

Wu Jin looked at the time, 23:36, still within the deadline of August 8th. Even though he had helped the other party so much overtly and covertly, the other party still could not escape the ending of death on this day.

but......

A smile suddenly appeared on Wu Jin's lips. He raised his finger, and the next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

It only took a blink of an eye for the bullet to come out of the barrel. After Cheng Peng blinked, he did not see the expected scene of Wen Rulan being hit between the eyebrows and killing him. Instead, he saw someone suddenly appear in the open space between him and Wen Rulan.

It was his assistant Wu Jin. Cheng Peng was about to yell and ask what Wu Jin was doing here, but when he saw clearly what Wu Jin was holding in his hand, he became speechless.

"How is this possible..." Cheng Peng murmured in disbelief.

Wu Jin held a bullet between his fingers, and there was even a wisp of smoke on the bullet. It was obviously the bullet that Cheng Peng had just shot.

How is this possible? ! Cheng Peng almost suspected that he was dreaming. How could someone catch the bullet with his bare hands and remain unscathed under such kinetic energy? !

Wait, Wu Jin is not unscathed. The wisp of smoke at his fingertips is not just the smoke of bullets, but also burning white smoke.

The golden light from the bullet was burning his skin, and what was exposed after the skin was burned away was not ordinary flesh and blood, but some kind of dark, surging mist.

Like boiling oil meeting cold water, the golden light condensed with terror and failure unexpectedly exploded when it hit the black mist under Wu Jin's skin, doubling the destructive power and revealing that it must be completely destroyed. The other party’s determination.

Wu Jin looked at the bullet on his fingertips that had been burning his strength, and said "tsk" impatiently. He suddenly clenched his five fingers, and the huge and thick darkness instantly swallowed up this golden light.

After the light was swallowed up, the bullet turned into an ordinary bullet again. With the crisp sound of metal falling to the ground, Wu Jin casually dropped the bullet, which was no longer special, on the ground.

He looked at Cheng Peng again. When Wu Jin looked directly at him, Cheng Peng realized that Wu Jin was actually very tall, even a little taller than Cheng Peng. It was just because he always lowered his head that he felt inferior to others. An illusion.

Wu Jin's face was no longer the usual submissive one. There was a kind and gentle smile on his lips, like a kind friend.

But Cheng Peng felt a shudder, and he was so horrified that he forgot to react.

The golden eagle did not follow its master's lead. When Wu entered and exited, it also raised its wings, raised its head to the sky and let out a long roar. It flew into the air and was about to attack Wu.

But before it attacked Wu Jin, it was entangled in a black mist that had been dormant around it for some time.

The black mist turned into a snake shape, and seven or eight black snakes with thick arms opened their fangs and bit out the wings and neck of the golden eagle respectively.

The golden eagle cried feebly in the air. The power hidden in the body of this eagle-shaped soul beast wanted to break through the shackles of the body and unleash its true power, but in the end it could only be entangled tighter and tighter by the black snake.

Finally, after Wu Jin clenched his fingers, the golden eagle was bitten by the black snake in the throat, fell to the ground, and could no longer move.

The movement of the golden eagle falling to the ground finally woke up the stunned Cheng Peng. Looking at the incredible scene in front of him, he couldn't help but take a step back.

He backed away and said, "W-Who are you...You are not Wu Jin!"

"I am Wu Jin." Wu Jin showed an aggrieved look that he had been wronged. He smiled again, like a child who had succeeded in a prank: "It's just Wu Jin from Wu Jin's vision."

As he spoke, he took off the glasses he had been wearing on his nose. Without the obstruction of the glasses, Cheng Peng finally saw his assistant's facial features clearly for the first time.

But it was not the ordinary facial features in his impression, but the perfect facial features that were so exquisite that they once existed only in sculptures in the hands of artists.

Wen Rulan's appearance is also outstanding, but it is different from Wu Jin. Wen Rulan's appearance is more attractive, like a peony in the prosperous age, while Wu Jin is gentler, with soft eyebrows and eyes like a compassionate god.

But he had no half-hearted compassion. Looking at Wujin's face, Cheng Peng felt as if he saw a devil put on a seductively beautiful human skin.

Wujin Vision... Cheng Peng thought this name in his heart. He had never heard of this place.

Wen Rulan's heart stirred up a storm. He remembered this name. In the previous world of cultivation, he had read books about the Emberless Vision.

What's more, at the bottom of the Dragon Abyss Rift, he had seen the cracks in the Ember Vision. That is a world where all the negative and dark forces in the world are gathered together. So what is the relationship between Wujin and Wujin Vision?

He looked at Wujin's back, his thoughts flashing rapidly, but his heart was still hanging in the air. Even though Wu Jin helped him several times, he still didn't know whether Wu Jin was an enemy or a friend.

After all, if Wu Jin is really a monster born from Wu Jin's vision as he thinks...how can a thing born from the purest evil thoughts in the world be a good person who is willing to help others?

The fact that he would help him only shows that he has other agendas.

Wen Rulan was doing analysis in her heart. He did not act rashly and just watched Wu Jin continue to move.

Wu Jin took a step forward, and Cheng Peng immediately took two steps back like a frightened rabbit.

Wu Jin took another step forward, and Cheng Peng also took another step back.

Wujin was not in a hurry to end the chase. He was taking his time like a hunter looking at the prey that cannot escape. He enjoyed the prey's inability to escape, the prey's despair and growing fear. .

Finally, Cheng Peng had no choice but to retreat.

His back was pressed against the wall, but Wujin continued to walk forward. Cheng Peng's eyes turned to his side, where was the door leaving the office.

His Adam's apple rolled as he planned his escape route. As for what killed Wen Rulan? It doesn't matter anymore, he just wants to stay as far away from Wujin as possible!

At the same time that Wu Jin took another step, Cheng Peng also suddenly ran away to the right. He used his ultimate speed and ran to the door almost in the blink of an eye. He was only less than one meter away from the door. distance.

Cheng Peng's eyes flashed with a little hope, as if he was safe if he ran out of this door.

Regarding Cheng Peng's sudden run away, Wu Jin did not chase him. He just stood there, looking at Cheng Peng who thought he was about to escape, with the corners of his mouth curled up in amusement.

With a "plop", Cheng Peng fell heavily to the ground. He tripped over something, and before he could cry out in pain, he suddenly felt something cold and soft climbing up his calf.

Cheng Peng glanced down and saw a black snake wrapped around his calf. When he looked at the black snake, the black snake spat at him as if to say hello.

Cheng Peng's whole body trembled. He immediately got up and kicked his legs hard, trying to shake the black snake away, but suddenly found that another black snake was wrapped around him.

Then came the third and fourth... Cheng Peng stretched out his hand to pull, but there were more and more snakes, as if they were endless, wrapping and entangling his whole body.

He was dragged back by the snakes until he was dragged to Wujin's feet.

Looking up at this handsome man, Cheng Peng's eyes widened in horror, but Wujin didn't do anything to him and instead pulled him up from the ground.

As he was being pulled up, the snakes also backed away from him. This group of snakes that came from nowhere was as mysterious as when they came. After retreating, they suddenly disappeared in the air and turned into a wisp of drifting black mist, lingering beside Wu Jin.

Wujin carefully helped Cheng Peng tidy up his suit that was wrinkled by running and falling, then patted Cheng Peng on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Do you know you are wrong?"

Any idea what's wrong? Is it because Cheng Peng yelled at him before, or because he poured wine on him when he was angry?

Cheng Peng didn't know, but no matter what the mistake was, he stammered an apology at the moment: "Yes, I'm sorry..."

His tone was barely coherent due to fear.

But Wu Jin still understood. He nodded, and the smile on his lips deepened: "I forgive you."

Cheng Peng couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it sounded like he meant to let him go.

But at the next moment, someone suddenly grabbed his chin and lifted him into the air.

His eyes widened with fear and shock, and he wanted to ask why he did it after forgiving him. But his mandible was pinched, and he couldn't say a word. He could only make indistinguishable shouts from his throat.

The smile on Wujin's face was still kind, still gentle and harmless, but his fingers tightened inch by inch, and Wen Rulan not far away even heard the sound of bone cracking.

Cheng Peng struggled hard, but Wu Jin's hands were as firm as cast steel, motionless under his struggle.

"I forgive you, but I didn't say I would let you go, so..." Wujin suddenly lowered his tone, and his gentle and false expression finally revealed a true cruelty.

"Farewell." He smiled.

The next moment, Wujin's fingers clenched hard, and Cheng Peng's mandible was completely crushed. At the same time, those black snakes that disappeared reappeared, and they swarmed towards Cheng Peng's still breathing body, biting crazily and bloodyally.

The black mist enveloped Cheng Peng, and Wen Rulan only heard Cheng Peng's hoarse shouting. Even Wen Rulan, who was so cruel and ruthless, was shocked by the despair and pain in the screams at this moment.

In just a few seconds, Cheng Peng, who was still alive just now, disappeared. Not only his life, but also his body had been bitten by the black snake, not even the bones were left.

Wen Rulan was stunned as she watched the black snakes disperse, but found an empty space.

"Okay." Wujin said, turning around and showing a slight apology to Wen Rulan.

"We can talk about our affairs now..." He called to Wen Rulan: "Mr. Mengze."

Meng Zejun? Wen Rulan was a little stunned, but he immediately confirmed through Wu Jin's eyes that Wu Jin was really calling him.

He never thought that he was Meng Zejun, but it seemed that both Meng Xing and Wu Jin in front of him thought so.

Wen Rulan did not deny it, he said nothing, but the confusion on his face still revealed a little of his inner thoughts.

Wu Jin keenly caught Wen Rulan's emotional changes. He shook his head, seemingly helpless: "Mengze-Jun, don't you understand?"

Understand what? Wen Rulan was about to ask.

Wujin had already given the answer in advance. He held his five fingers, and the golden eagle that was entangled by the black snake and fell to the ground was lifted up into the air.

The golden eagle is still struggling. Its master has died, but as a spirit beast, it has not disappeared with it. However, there are many cracks on its feathers, and there is a burning light flashing in the cracks, as if it wants to break free, but it has been suppressed by the black snake entangled outside.

"What is this..." Wen Rulan murmured, looking at the glory under the golden eagle's feathers.

"This is fate!" Wu Jin said word by word, "Destiny!"

"You will never survive this day. August 8th is your destined death! You are a god created by Heaven, but Heaven refuses to tolerate you! Your dream is being destroyed one by one, and he wants to kill you completely !”

"Just like me!" Wujin's tone suddenly became excited and crazy.

"Obviously he was born in the sky, but he was abandoned and exiled! Imprisoned in a lonely cage for tens of millions of years, billions of years!" When Wu Jin talked about this incalculable time, his teeth seemed to bite hard enough to draw blood.

Because for these tens of millions and millions of years, he spent every minute and second alone in the cage that was isolated from the three thousand worlds.

He has always been a person. Heaven treats everyone equally, but it is extremely disgusting to him.

But things were different now. He had found a companion who was also rejected.

A hint of sincere joy appeared on Wujin's face. He calmed down his tone and smiled at Wen Rulan: "Mengze-Jun, I'm here to help you."

While speaking, he walked towards Wen Rulan, and just in time, he stood in front of the invisible protective barrier.

"I can help you." He did not break the barrier, but only extended his hand to Wen Rulan outside the barrier. The corner of his mouth raised a confident arc: "Only I can help you."

His tone was sincere and kind, and it seemed to contain some bewitching power. Wen Rulan was almost fascinated, and subconsciously wanted to extend her hand out of the protective barrier to touch the other person's hand.

But before he stretched his fingers into the air and was about to leave the protective barrier, a loud "bang" suddenly sounded in the quiet office.

It was the sound of the door panel being thrown against the wall, and what sounded together with this sound was the man's roar: "Don't believe him!"

Wen Rulan was frightened by the roar and retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted.

Wujin clicked his tongue and turned to look out the door impatiently, looking at the person who dared to ruin his good deeds.

Meng Xing stood at the door, his chest heaving up and down from running so fast. He was out of breath, but he still roared with all his strength to stop Wen Rulan and Wu Jin from cooperating.

作者有话要说：感谢在2020070203:40:092020070301:28:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

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