After being slag, I became a heartthrob

Because of Meng Ji's funeral, Qi Mingfeng came back early.

He wasn't particularly sad, didn't even shed tears, but just remained silent the whole time, sharing his condolences with everyone.

Before the funeral, He Jian learned from Qi Zhun why Qi Mingfeng regarded Meng Ji as an elder. It turned out that the old man with gray hair had taken care of Qi Mingfeng for three years. Free conversion form.

After hearing Qi Zhun's words, He Jian's heart sank uncontrollably.

Although the mercenaries were just a group of desperadoes, they respected this old man. The armor on their bodies, the guns in their hands, and the things that killed them all came from the old man's laboratory, but they just came to bow, Then turn around and leave.

After all, what they see most is the dead.

He Jian watched from a distance, these people came and left, and finally only Qi Zhun and Qi Mingfeng were left standing in front of the old man's tombstone.

The two equally tall figures were silent. After a long time, Qi Zhun raised his hand and patted Qi Mingfeng's shoulder, then turned and left. Qin Zheng, who was waiting at the side, immediately came over and put on his clothes.

"Does Meng Ji's death have anything to do with world consciousness?" He Jian asked the system in his mind.

System: "...Maybe there are."

He Jian clenched his hands into fists, suppressing his anger, his voice trembling uncontrollably: "Why?"

"This...it's hard to explain clearly. In short, before the world consciousness locks on to Qi Mingfeng, it may first destroy some people who have too much connection with Qi Mingfeng...so that when Qi Mingfeng is erased in the future, no one will notice. This Isn't there too many in the world, Awakened."

He Jian looked at Qi Mingfeng who was standing in front of the tombstone, and Qin Zheng and Qi Zhun who had not gone far, and suddenly felt a chill, piercing into the bone marrow like a blade.

If this problem is not solved, who will die next?Qi Zhun or Qin Zheng?

After all, in this world, there is no relationship that is deeper than the bond between parents and children. Whether it is good or bad, the blood relationship is not broken, but the connection is still there.

He Jian felt he couldn't breathe, and an invisible hand grabbed his throat.

"Scissors, if it doesn't work, you should leave Qi Mingfeng for a while, right? Come back when you think of a way." The system advised him, "Send a message to Song Xiao and Su Tong that you are not by Qi Mingfeng's side. Let's take a breath... the future is long, you can bend and stretch, scissors..."

"Brother..." Qi Mingfeng came over, and before He Jian could speak, he hugged him, put his lips against He Jian's ear, and muttered a little aggrievedly: "I'm so tired, let's go home."

"Yeah." He Jian put his arms around Qi Mingfeng's generous back, "Go home."

When Qi Mingfeng got home, he went upstairs to take a shower, and He Jian was cooking some noodles for him in the kitchen with his apron on.

"Why don't you use a housekeeping robot..." Qi Mingfeng went downstairs after taking a shower, walked into the kitchen, and hugged He Jian from behind.He didn't blow his hair, the water drops fell on He Jian's neck and rolled in along the collar, it was a bit cold.

"No need, wait for it to start, then go downstairs, the noodles are all cooked." He Jian took out the noodles.

Qi Mingfeng hugging him like this is actually very obstructive, but he is reluctant to ask Qi Mingfeng to let go. The body temperature behind him is hot, and he is greedy for this warmth.

A bowl of noodles, simply added a poached egg, He Jian sat and watched Qi Mingfeng eat.

"Brother, won't you eat?" Qi Mingfeng took a sip of the soup carefully, his eyes were red from the heat.

"I ate it before you came back." He Jian looked at him and said softly, "I cooked the noodles for you in case you would be hungry. If you can't eat it, forget it. If you don't eat, you won't lose weight."

Qi Mingfeng put down the bowl and chopsticks, and after a moment of silence, said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, brother."

He Jian thought to himself, idiot, I am sorry for you.

Probably because he was really tired, he hugged He Jian and kissed him for a while at night, then closed his eyes.

"Brother..." Qi Mingfeng didn't forget to say before going to bed: "What happened the day before I left for the mission? Your day... was very strange."

He Jian rubbed his head and coaxed him: "We'll talk about it when we wake up."

"Um……"

About 10 minutes later, the system sounded a reminder: "Okay."

Under normal circumstances, Qi Mingfeng would not be able to sleep soundly. They were used to staying alert, but within the feasible range, the system used some tricks to temporarily block Qi Mingfeng's five senses.

He Jian lifted the quilt, changed into his pajamas, and dressed neatly.

Then he lay down beside the bed, carefully looked at Qi Mingfeng's face, and even traced it with his fingers.

"It's really beautiful..." He Jian sighed softly, reaching out to smooth Qi Mingfeng's eyebrows.

In the early hours of the morning, He Jian boarded the warship where the Snake Eagle was about to go on an emergency mission, and sent the list of missions to an intelligence dealer.

The information dealer felt that there must be something wrong with the famous "Nine". The snake eagle accepted the task of eliminating the insect swarm entrusted by the empire, and dispatched a warship openly. It was all on the surface, and it was not a hidden mission of assassination. , what is the use of this list?

Wait for the people above to die, so that they can leave their names in the Imperial Heroes/Martyrs Memorial Hall?What are you kidding.

Who cares what the names of these people are?

So the informant hung up the news casually with a cigarette in his mouth and a drink, adding an extra zero with a shake of his hand.

Well, it's completely unsold now.

But Nine gave it to him for nothing, and if he can't sell it, he won't...

"Beep—the transaction was successful——"

The dealer's eyes widened, and before he could react, there was another beep.

Sell... two copies? !

……

He Jian glanced at the message sent to him by the intelligence dealer, and did not refuse the [-]% or [-]% that the man carefully proposed. He took the money in a leisurely manner, and then looked up at Qin Zheng who was sitting opposite.

Around them, fellow mercenaries circled shoulder to shoulder, ready to watch the excitement.

Qin Zheng crossed his legs, his face similar to Qi Mingfeng was full of gloom, holding a soldier platoon in his hand, and threw it up and down twice.

"Giles Stanley?" Qin Zheng sneered, "Where did you put this man?"

"Turn left at the Armory Depot, the third trash can." He Jian said flatly.

There were boos in the battleship, and someone said something viciously in incomprehensible words.

"Do you know that in Snake, you will be punished for robbing other people's business." Qin Zheng crossed his shoulders and looked up and down at He Jian, "You are so stubborn, because you feel that you have slept with Qi Mingfeng, and someone is backing you up?!"

A group of soldiers laughed maliciously, and some whistled.

He Jian shrugged, and said with a nonchalant face, "I won't steal anyone's business. I will send out missions, and I will give Giles the money and supplies. I don't want any of it."

"Hey! There is such a good thing! Brother, replace me!"

A group of melon-eating crowd burst into laughter again.

"So you fucking don't want money? Come out to relax?" Qin Zheng raised his eyebrows.

"I thought Captain Qin could understand me." He Jian met Qin Zheng's fierce eyes with loose eyes, without any sign of retreating, "They are all driven out of the house by their wives, can you have some sympathy?"

"Hahahahaha..."

"Who recorded it?! Turn back and show the boss that this kid is uttering wild words..."

"It's a good one to be kicked out by his wife! Brother Landing will cover you for a while!!"

During the quarrel, the corners of Qin Zheng's mouth curled up, "You are quite interesting...don't watch the excitement! Go back to your respective positions!!"

A group of people suddenly dispersed.

"It's the first leap, and if you want to go back, you have to wait until the mission is over." Qin Zheng stood up and threw the soldier card to He Jian, "After landing, you can take care of yourself, Stanley."

After Qin Zheng left, the system patted the non-existent chest, and asked in a low voice: "Scissor, you just ran away, and you will be miserable if you are caught back again? By the way...why don't you want to go to Qi Mingfeng? He seemed to be quite talkative."

"I am willing..." He Jian wiped his gun and arranged his equipment, "I like to lie down and enjoy myself, and I don't want to do physical work. Is it uncomfortable for others to serve you?"

System: ... What a salted fish lying flat.

When the battleship arrived at the target planet in the seventh galaxy, He Jian turned off the terminal that was still vibrating, put on the mechanical exoskeleton together with other mercenaries, checked the weapons and prepared to disembark from the battleship.

Two Level [-] Mechas and five Level [-] Mechas opened the way. They first "plowed" the barren land with artillery fire, and then the mercenaries put on their masks and jumped off the battleship.

"The five teams split up, search in a fan shape, report the coordinates and go down to the cave, what about Stanley?!" Qin Zheng shouted an order on the public channel, "Stanley follows me, Lu Wang goes to group C."

He Stanley Jian: ...

The surface of the planet in front of me was a strange purple-red color, like a huge animal viscera. The soil was dry and sandy. After being bombarded by the mech fire, a large number of Zerg rushed out from the ground, their mouthparts screaming and pounced on to defend the eggs.

The mercenaries were equipped with exoskeletons, and some of them had more weapons on their backs, like a mobile fortress, but now the bugs that rushed out were old, weak, sick and disabled, and they didn't even have hot weapons.

He Jian heard Qin Zheng snort suspiciously, and everyone tacitly hung up the guns and drew out the long knife that came with them.

He Jian is tall and tall. Qin Zheng didn't let him wear a heavy exoskeleton, but an assault type that strengthens his strength and speed. He is good at using cold weapons—he was trained in the martial arts dungeon, and wearing an exoskeleton is even better. Like a tiger with wings added.

It's just that I didn't use the knife for too long, and it was a little rusty. After killing two bugs, the feel returned.

A group of mercenaries watched in astonishment as He Jian fought in and out of the insect swarm like chopping melons and vegetables, lamenting the wonder of Chinese martial arts from time to time.

In the public channel, someone murmured: "My God, I think the boss may be the one below, this is really a bit fierce..."

The system stopped talking after He Jian drew his sword, and he finally understood why He Jian, who could run away directly, insisted on coming down to "do the task".

Is this a task?Is this taking the Zerg as a world consciousness to vent? !

Thinking of the differences between He Jian and He Jian because of pushing the plot, the system shrank its neck, and was extremely glad that it did not exist.