Crazy criticizing beauty she took the script of the villain

Chapter 18 After Transmigrating into Cannon Fodder (18)

Crazy, crazy, this world is fantasy, when did violence become cute?

"Host, although this world has collapsed, don't overdo it..."

The system can now be regarded as seeing that Sang Yan is a vicious woman who must take revenge.

Besides, she has an indifferent attitude towards everything and everyone.

Ruthless, cruel and vicious.

"Is it hard?" The ashes of those who dared to treat her like this before have been turned into fertilizer.

Now it's just a broken leg, and she feels that she is already very kind.

"I feel like I'm kind."

The system thought she was addicted to being a villain: "Host, although a villain kills people without blinking an eye, and eats people without putting salt, you are just cannon fodder, not a real villain."

The system supports the amount, it must not let the host collapse in the next world...

When Sang Yan heard the words, he let out an indifferent voice.

system:"……"

Forget it, it said so much, co-authoring it all as a fart?
Jiang Che put down the knife and fork in his hand, "Let's go for a walk."

Sang Yu paused, and she raised her eyes without any emotion, "I still have something to do, so I'll go back first."

Hearing this, Jiang Che didn't speak, took out his mobile phone, clicked on the chat history, and handed it to Sang Yan.

Sang Yan took it with some doubts, and it lasted for a long time.

She put down her phone with a trace of aggrieved expression on her face.

The old man also said that she was an older leftover woman, and that Ye Xinran had children and she was not married yet.

Sang Yan supported her forehead, Jiang Che gave her this, and Sang Yan naturally understood what it meant.

"I go first."

"I send you."

Sang: You don't have to.

If she had known that the result of saving Jiang Che would be like this, she would not have saved him at that time.

Jiang Che is really a dog.

At this time, Jiang Che, who was following Sang Yan, didn't know that Sang Yan was scolding him in his heart.

……

The old house of the Sang family.

living room.

"Huh? You drove Sang Yan to go on a date with Jiang Che? Hahaha..." Sang Kuo laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his waist. He patted the sofa with one hand and supported his waist with the other.

Old man Sang glanced at Sang Kuo when he heard the words, and stared: "Shut up, shut up."

"Hahahaha, no, I, I can't stop..."

Sang Kuo clutched his stomach, his waist hurt a little from laughing, it took a while for him to recover.

"Grandpa, what do you think? I wonder if Sang Yan doesn't like Jiang Che?" Sang Kuo said with a smile, as if he was laughing at Old Man Sang.

Mr. Sang glared at him, then looked at the man next to Sang Kuo: "Look at your brother, I don't know how to take care of him."

There was a slight smile on the man's cold face, and his voice was clear: "I can't stop him from talking."

He is Sang Shen, the son of Sang Ting.

Sang Shen's appearance and demeanor were a bit cold, but he had a monstrous face.

In addition, there is an invisible suffocation on his body, and some faint evil aura, even if he conceals it.

But there will always be something leaked between gestures.

The old man curled his lips and looked at Sang Kuo: "I'm laughing that I will deduct all your living expenses this month!"

Sang Kuo shrugged indifferently: "Kuuu, I can make money anyway."

Grandpa Sang: "...the wings are so stiff!"

Sang Kuo rubbed his chin with a playful smile, and then looked at Old Man Sang: "Grandpa, it's not like you don't know the situation of Sang Ye and Jiang Che, you dare to ask him to go on a date, hahaha, I'm not afraid that Sang Ye won't come back in the future Home."

Old Man Sang paused when he heard the words, and then glanced at Sang Kuo indifferently: "I just asked her to have a meal with Jiang Che, not a date."

Having said that, Jiang Che's attitude towards Sang Yan and the Sang family these years is so obvious that everyone can see what he means.

"Jiang Che is a good kid, and he is also good to Sang Yan..."

Old man Sang sighed, but he couldn't insist if Sang didn't like it, after all, Sang's thoughts were the most important.

"What's the use of being good? If you don't like it, you just don't like it. You can't be kidnapped morally, right?"

Sang Kuo curled his lips. Of course he knew that Jiang Che was good to Sang Yan.

However, if the mulberry does not bloom, there is no way.

Sang Shen's eyes flickered slightly, and then he hooked his lips: "If she doesn't like it, don't force her."

Grandpa Sang nodded, "OK."

He also knows that a twisted melon is not sweet, and he will not urge Sang in the future. What if she doesn't come back in a fit of anger?
"But having said that, brother, why did you come so late yesterday? You almost missed Grandpa's birthday party."

Sang Kuo looked at Sang Shen with a puzzled tone.

Sang Shen lowered his eyes, and then a cold voice sounded: "Suddenly there is a mission."

He originally came early, but a mission was suddenly issued there.

Sang Kuo snorted, but didn't ask any more questions.

Sang Shen's job is still a mystery until now, and the whole family doesn't know about it.

He said he signed a non-disclosure agreement, so everyone stopped asking.

"Brother? Why are you back?"

A lazy voice came to mind, and the three of them looked at her.

Sang Yan threw off her bag and shoes, and walked over in slippers.

Sang Shen glanced at her, then looked away, poured a glass of water and handed it to Sang Yan.

"Grandpa's birthday." He actually didn't plan to come back, if it wasn't for...

A trace of strangeness flashed across Sang Shen's eyes, and then returned to normal.

Sang Yan nodded slightly, and he had already thought of the reason in his heart.

"When are you going to leave?" Sang Yan took the water and leaned against the sofa next to Sang Shen.

"So you don't want to see me?" Sang Shen raised his eyebrows, with a hint of teasing in his tone.

"How come, I think you're thinking too much!"

Sang Yan directly denied: "I'm just curious about when you will leave. Do you have a mission?"

Sang Kuo nodded: "Well, there is a task, and I will leave in about a week."

Sang Yan nodded lightly, muttered, and glanced at Sang Shen's face from the corner of his eye: "That's it."

The goal is a monstrous face, with a smile and a charm and a trace of invisible evil spirit.

Sang Yan pursed his lips silently, and secretly said something evil.

Others don't know what Sang Shen does, so how could she not know.

The hostility on his body is enough to prove that he has seen blood on his hands, and more than a few people were killed.

Old Man Sang looked at Sang Po, and before he could speak, Sang Po said directly: "Grandpa, don't meddle in our affairs with Jiang Che from now on."

Old man Sang frowned, but he didn't say anything, after all, this was really not something he should interfere with.

"it is good."

"Sang Yan, how is your date?" Sang Kuo raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful tone.

Sang Yan glanced at him, then threw the pillow in his hand towards him.

"Believe it or not, break your leg?"

Her voice was a little lazy.

Sang Kuo took the flying pillow and looked at Sang Yan with a smile: "Oh, why are you so fierce?"

"It's fine if I don't say no..." Sang Kuo quietly glanced at Sang Yan, only to see that she was talking to Sang Shen.

Sang Kuo: "..."

Cooperating with me is not as good as air?
Air can also be used to breathe.

(End of this chapter)