Super Villain: The Female Character Is Completely Ruined

Is this extremely humble Scar in front of her the one she knows?

Not to mention that there is no arrogant grin on his face.

Horribly humble, she has been dealing with Scar and his people for so long.

Lu Wanqing naturally knows a little about the other party's background.

For her, the power of Qinglong is terrible, a group of evil and terrible people gathered together.

But in Scar's mouth, in front of Luo Chen, this evil force is suddenly not terrible.

Although not approachable, it is not much different.

The most shocking thing is Scar's self-exposure.

I didn't expect that the truth behind the story of him taking on the entire society alone was not what they knew.

It's not because Scar is so brave that he did it alone.

The real situation behind this is just caused by Scar's unintentional behavior.

Scar didn't join Qinglong from the beginning. He was originally an unemployed vagrant who lived in an Internet cafe all year round.

He is what people often call an Internet cafe master.

He lived a life of having one meal a day and getting a daily wage. He sold all the valuable things he had.

Later, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he thought about living a good life and finding a long-term and stable job to support his life.

Of course, he didn't consider things that were too hard and tiring. He thought that delivering food was quite easy and he could go shopping everywhere.

So he became a delivery boy.

In those days, the salary was not very high, but at least food and accommodation were provided, and this job was very smooth.

Gradually, he figured out the surrounding routes.

He also understood the relationships well and lived a leisurely life.

He originally planned to continue to live like this without a purpose.

But suddenly, something happened one day, which directly changed his life.

He never thought that his fart would be so powerful.

It directly poisoned all the people in a society, and they were all foaming at the mouth and twitching all over.

He just wanted to simply deliver food and then run away.

Who would have thought that this group of people would sneak around, not opening the windows, and tightly shutting the doors, almost in a closed state.

As soon as I entered, I felt the heat and the breath was turbid.

Dozens of people were huddled inside, discussing how to rob the bank without being caught.

When Scar walked in, he happened to hear someone talking about his idea.

This idea was also agreed by most people.

After all, it was too genius, there was no way to disagree.

The plan was to pretend to work in the bank, regardless of the position, as long as they understood the situation, performed well, gained trust, and slowly mastered all the information inside.

The best thing about this plan was that by doing this, not only would they not arouse the other party's suspicion, but the other party would even obediently deposit money into their accounts.

As time accumulated month after month, not only would they not think that they were robbing money, but they would continue to be kept in the dark by them and continue to deposit money into their accounts every month.

After waiting for twenty or thirty years, such things would not be discovered, and they could even walk out of the door in a swagger.

Live a chic life of their own.

They all applauded this amazing plan.

But Scar wanted to laugh.

What difference does it make to where you work?

He wanted to hold back his laughter before going out, but he held it back from above.

He couldn't hold it back from below.

The long tail sound of "Puchi" instantly silenced everyone inside.

For such an abrupt action, a normal person should hold his breath.

But he didn't expect someone to take a few big sniffs, not realizing that danger had come to him.

As soon as he said where the dead rat came from, the man rolled his eyes, twitched all over, foamed at the mouth, and fell to the ground.

He was not the first victim.

The room was not big to begin with, and there were about twenty people in it. This group of people was the total number of people in this club.

If one fell, another would take his place.

Scar realized that he had done something wrong, but before he could react, the people who were still talking loudly lost consciousness, foamed at the mouth, and rolled their eyes.

The stinking smell made them unable to even open the window, and they even despaired, wondering why the door was so far away.

They couldn't help but think of a poem by a foreign poet.

Under the revolving lantern, they thought of this sentence.

The farthest distance in the world is not that you suddenly let out a stinking fart and I have no reaction, but that the door is right in front of me, but I lose my strength in an instant and get lost in your stinky fart.

It was the closest distance, but it became unreachable because of your stinky fart...

Perhaps because they had too much resentment towards Scar, a chicken hidden under the table suddenly rushed towards Scar who was standing there in a daze.The sharp chicken claws directly cut a wound on Scar's face.

Brother Chicken died with his eyes wide open, clucked a few times, and wanted to kick again, but fell to the ground unwillingly.

Scar was attacked like this, screamed in pain, staggered back, and suddenly bumped into Guan Gong who was worshiping next to him, and Guan Gong's sword fell at the same time.

The closed door was also opened.

The group of people who rushed in were from the Qinglong Society.

Originally, I was thinking of making trouble for this local chicken club, but I didn't expect to see such a situation.

Because the smell inside was sucked out before, although there were some residues, it didn't make people suspicious at all.

Seeing Scar, the only one standing in front of him, and seeing the hideous wound on his face.

Scar would never have thought of it.

A fart made him famous in one fell swoop.

The legend of Brother Scar is still circulating today.

As for those who knew the truth, they suddenly lost their memory and didn't remember anything.

That’s why the legend of Scar has been passed down for so long.

［……］

In the room.

After hearing Scar’s story, everyone fell into silence.

A big man even opened the door and the window at the same time.

Fearing that this place would inexplicably become a biochemical disaster area.

Luo Chen even pulled Lu Wanqing to sit farther away, so that the two of them would not be treated inhumanely like that chicken brother.

Scar smiled awkwardly, and his smile looked funny since he had already turned into a pig head.

“Luo, Luo Shao, I have told you everything I know, and I have also told you everything I cannot say.”

“Now… can you let me go?”

Scar’s desire to survive is really strong. In order not to be beaten, he said everything he could remember in his memory. He hoped that these things could buy him a way out.

After all, he didn’t know how Luo Chen would deal with him.

If he was really beaten, then he would really be finished.

"Are you still afraid of him now?"

Luo Chen did not answer Scar, but asked Lu Wanqing.

Hearing Luo Chen's words, Lu Wanqing came back to her senses, and then shook her head subconsciously.

She was originally quite afraid of Scar, but the other party's desire to survive was really too strong, and he revealed all his dark history.

After hearing these things, she didn't feel a bit scared in her heart.

Instead, she felt a little disgusted.

After all, the things Scar said before were really disgusting.

Although the ventilation here is good and Scar didn't fart, after listening to what he said, she always felt that there was a strange smell in the room.