Quick Wear: Saving the Sickly and Paranoid Villain

"Hello." A man in a red T-shirt walked over slowly with a faint smile on his face. His features were regular and well-defined, giving people a sense of calmness and reliability. However, his slightly upturned mouth and deep eyes revealed a hint of subtle cunning and playfulness.

The man standing next to him was wearing a gray coat, with an upright posture and elegant temperament. His face was as handsome as a painting, and his facial features were as delicate as a work of art, which made people marvel at him. However, his eyes seemed a little cold, as if he was indifferent to everything around him. He just glanced at No. 1 casually without saying anything.

No. 1 Lianshen: "Are you supervisors?"

"That's right," the man who greeted me smiled, "but unfortunately there is no reward."

"Oh, by the way, maybe I should introduce myself. I'm F, and the one next to me is S." He pointed to the handsome man next to him.

"I'm No. 1. Have you seen No. 17?" No. 1 looked at the two of them. He was buying time for Xu Meir to hide.

"Are you referring to that woman who didn't know how to live or die just now?" F smiled indifferently. "If she dares to snatch supplies from us, she should be dead, right? How come you know each other? I'm really sorry." His tone was very perfunctory.

That woman was so funny. She actually tried to use her beauty to seduce them. What a pity. Neither he nor S was a loser whose brains were obsessed with sex. He preferred killing to women.

Perhaps this is why the game system makes him a supervisor.

"Why, she is your woman? It's okay, you will be going down to accompany her soon." F bit his cheek and smiled.

Guessing that Xu Meir had already hidden, No. 1's eyes turned cold: "Try."

At this time S suddenly said: "I saw another person before, you come to deal with him." After that, he went in the direction where Xu Meir left.

No. 1 flashed in front of him like lightning, swinging the dagger in his hand as fast as lightning. S nimbly dodged the attack and curled his lips with a cold smile: "You are quite capable."

F took the opportunity to pull out a sharp dagger and stabbed No. 1 fiercely. No. 1 quickly raised his dagger and accurately blocked the attack. The two sides fought back and forth, launching a fierce close combat.

During the confrontation, F said, "No matter how well you hide it, I can see that you panicked a little. It seems that you care about that person very much."

His tone was full of provocation: "Then I want to see who she is, and then I will slowly kill her in front of you."

F became excited. He liked to kill someone he cared about in front of someone. He would first make that person cry and beg him, and then when that person felt there was hope, he would kill the person that person cared about.

That kind of helpless despair is so interesting.

"S, you deal with him, I'll go chase the people." He dodged No. 1's angry attack and said to S beside him.

However, S did not respond, but said directly: "I'll go." Then he turned and walked in the direction where Xu Meir ran.

Hearing this, F could not help but be stunned. S had never been interested in these things, why did he suddenly change today? Was he influenced by himself? But he did not have time to think too much, because at this time, No. 1's attack became more and more fierce, forcing him to concentrate all his energy to deal with it.

No. 1's attack was swift and decisive, like a cheetah pouncing on its prey in an instant. Each attack was powerful and fast, making it difficult to resist. F gritted his teeth and fought back with all his might, constantly dodging the opponent's attacks and looking for opportunities to counterattack.

On the other side, in the woods covered by the night, Xu Meir was panting nervously, her body trembling slightly due to excessive exercise. Her eyes were fixed on the front, and she held a knife tightly in her hand, ready to deal with any possible danger at any time.

Just then, a figure slowly walked into the woods. His steps were steady and confident, as if he had no fear of the surrounding environment. "I advise you to come out on your own initiative, otherwise I can't guarantee what will happen."

This was an extremely threatening man. Xu Meir's heart was in her throat. She tried hard to control her breathing so as not to be discovered.

"Heh," the man smiled, "Are you still not coming out? I see you~"

Xu Meir held her breath and stared at the man intently.

The man took a few steps forward, and just as he was about to pass by Xu Meir, he suddenly raised his head, fixed his eyes on Xu Meir, and said in a teasing tone, "Why, aren't you coming down yet?"

Xu Meir let go of her breath, slowly stood up, then leisurely sat on the branch, lowering her eyes to look at the person under the tree.

At this moment, the sun shines through the gaps in the trees, flowing over her like a golden stream. The soft light covers the girl with a layer of dreamy golden gauze, making her even more beautiful. Her skin sparkles with a crystal clear luster in the sun, beautiful like an angel, and the man is stunned.

He couldn't describe the beauty of the scene before him in words, he could only stare at her quietly, feeling the emotions surging in his heart.

"I..." The man finally came back to his senses, with a trace of confusion and doubt in his eyes, as if he was trying hard to recall something, "Have we met somewhere before?"

Xu Meir has always been aware of her own charm, and she carefully posed to attract the attention of the man in front of her. However, she did not have high expectations, because most of the people here were cruel and ruthless, and there were very few who could be deceived by beauty.

Hearing this, she curled her lips and lowered her voice: "Maybe... it's in a dream..."

The man did not answer her immediately, but fell into silence. His eyes gradually became firm, as if he had made up his mind. His tone revealed an eagerness and desire, and he almost couldn't wait to say: "I must have seen you!" This sentence was full of affirmation and persistence.

Xu Meir stared at the man's face carefully, her eyes moving inch by inch, as if she wanted to see through this face to the depths of his heart. Suddenly, her heart skipped a beat, and an inexplicable sense of familiarity came over her. She frowned slightly and asked tentatively, "Lu Qingheng?" There was some doubt and uncertainty in her voice.

The man's beautiful eyes, as deep as lake water, narrowed slightly, with a hint of displeasure in his heart: "Who is Lu Qingheng?"