On how to save the world by defeating the protagonist

Chapter 81 The True Passage of Skills

When Zhou Minghai opened his eyes, the first thing he saw was the mottled gray ceiling of the hospital.

He had just gone through the mini revolving lantern in a coma. After going through his study life, emotional experience, and wealth history from childhood to adulthood in his mind, he found that he couldn't find a definite suspect: because he He has done too many things to offend people, and has hurt people in all fields.

Emotionally, this person is fickle and fickle, and there are hundreds if not thousands of girls who get rid of. The tears shed by each girl when they leave can fill the swimming pool in the yard of the largest villa in his house; I want to see someone unlucky" to destroy that person's property, and all bankrupt businessmen can hang around the city in despair.

However, the most disappointing thing is that Zhou Minghai has always been a scumbag leader in all fields, but he has never realized his "scumbag".This state lasted from his birth until the second before he was hit.

It wasn't until he was actually lying on the hospital bed that he began to have the fear of normal people: he might really be in trouble.

He can be sure that the rider who hit and escaped must be the killer who was invited by someone to teach him a lesson: that kind of aura of a person who doesn't say too many words and the unhesitating return of the carbine after finding that he is still panting are not something ordinary people can do .Although it is a bit unreliable to use a battery car as a tool, but if it is really used, I am afraid that I will die on the spot.

Probably the employment funds given by the enemy are only enough to rent small batteries?

Zhou Minghai, who was wrapped in thick bandages, touched his waist with lingering fear, then turned his head and looked out the window:

However, I probably will never figure out who that stingy enemy is.

It was as if he had never been able to figure out who the two women who had been sitting next to him had been blatantly since the moment he opened his eyes.

As a sociable little prince of a wealthy class, it is not Zhou Minghai's style to keep silent in front of two visiting beauties, but he swallowed the words that strike up a conversation several times.Because he has seen a lot since he was a child, and he has never seen such a strange duo:
One is a tall, thin and delicate beauty in a uniform, with scrutiny in her sharp eyes, her chin resting on one hand, motionless, and her two long legs are stacked and dangling on a swing; the other is delicate Weak and cute, with a hot body, a pair of apricots and innocent eyes, dressed in mature clothes and a lot of jewelry, but sitting obediently like a primary school student.

There seems to be some kind of connection hidden between these two people who seem to have very different styles, but Zhou Minghai can't see anything except that they are both staring at him.

Just when he was about to lose the pressure and wanted to ring the bell to summon the nurse, the tall woman finally spoke, and she made a direct hit:

"Do you know me?"

"Ah? I don't know you?" After the conditioned reflex answered what was in his heart, Zhou Minghai realized later: What did this person ask just now?Have they met before?He raised his head, looked at the two fresh and lovely beauties in front of him, and felt that he could still play a little more: "But it's not too late to know each other now. Since we met here, it's fate. We don't know each other now..."

Taking advantage of this man's oily tone, Tong Lu who was sitting by the bed quietly exchanged a look with Ah Qiong: Look, this man really doesn't recognize me!
Really, Ah Qin's eyelashes trembled slightly and she squeezed her hand secretly: Zhou Minghai didn't recognize you. It seems that the effect of that skill is indeed...

Ignoring Zhou Minghai who was still performing with injuries in front of him, trying to attract the beauty's attention, the two looked at each other and smiled with a hint of surprise in their smiles.

And it all started an hour ago.

When Tong Lu drove Ah Qiong back to the starting position through most of the city again, they finally met the protagonist of this mission: Mi Lai from the flower shop.

In terms of appearance, Mi Lai is not a stunningly coquettish beauty, but she is demure and gentle, with rich and soft black hair reaching her waist, coupled with deep brown pupils and a pair of natural eyebrows, she is also A beautiful girl who makes people feel at ease; can make people calm down, make people feel warm, and make people love her unconsciously.

But for such a lovely person, there seems to be something wrong with his memory: "Are you asking about the car accident just now?"

Mi Lai curled her fingers at the end of her hair, frowning in frustration: "Yes, that happened right in front of me, but I don't know the man who was knocked into the air. He is, he is just a customer of mine , about 1.8 meters, looks a little flirtatious, gaudy, and said that I stained his clothes... Oh, you ask the rider who hit someone?"

"I didn't see clearly." She stared wide-eyed: "Really, he seems to be an ordinary delivery boy, right? There are so many couriers in the world, how can I tell who is who? Which one is it?"

"You mean the face? I seem to have seen the face, but I can't remember it at all!" The protagonist pouted: "Because, because the couriers are almost the same? They can't be distinguished at all."

"Even if that person is standing in front of me now, I probably wouldn't recognize him." After saying that, she picked up a pot of flowers and started to walk into the store. When she was done, she didn't forget to turn around and ask, "Don't you believe me?" , do you think I’m in the same group with that person?”

Mi Lai's eyes were always gentle and calm, and the last rhetorical question did not mean to blame: she just thought so, she just expressed her thoughts directly.

"No, no, we didn't suspect you." Facing such a pure girl, Tong Lu and Ah Qiong shook their heads like rattles at the same time: "We know very well that you have nothing to do with what happened just now, you are just a bystander. "

Of course, it was impossible to doubt. After Mi Lai entered the room, the two saviors looked at each other silently: Because the perpetrator is standing in front of you now!

"What's going on here?" Tong Lu rubbed her chin: "Could it be that the protagonist this time has some flaws in his design? But he doesn't want to see it?" She stood still and pondered for a while, feeling that the obstacle of face recognition and the Amnesia can't even explain the answer just now, but I can't think of any other explanation: "Why doesn't this Mi Lai remember my face?"

"Yes, I clearly remember that Zhou Minghai so clearly..." Ah Qin was also confused, imitating the way his partner used to think about problems and folding his hands in front of his chest, completely forgetting how low his collar was today: "Why? Mi Lai just can't remember what you look like? What did she mean when she said she couldn't remember the face of the courier?"

Just as she was thinking about it, she suddenly noticed that the focus of the eyes of the person next to her seemed to be distorted: "By the way, isn't that skill of yours just... what are you looking at, so fascinated?" Then she followed the other person's line of sight and pulled down the neckline: "Is there something wrong with me here?"

There is something to say, the hands-on ability does not need to be so strong.With sharp eyes and quick hands, Tong Lu immediately straightened her posture and grasped the claws of the man in front of her, "I see that there are ravines in the arms of the two mountains in front of your chest... Cough, no, I think you are right."

"My skill is the thing called 'I'm just a passing delivery boy', which seems to fit this situation." She said seriously, and at the same time tried her best to put on a gentleman's face, but her eyes always looked down from time to time With the wind:

No way, who made that place have its own focusing effect from ancient times to the present, regardless of gender.

"Could it be that the true meaning of this skill is that while I maintain my identity as a courier, I can perfectly hide my true face and confuse the enemy's sight?" With a bit of guilt, the man made a conclusion with erratic eyes.

"What you said seems to make sense." Ah Qiong nodded obediently, maintaining the gesture of being shaken: "Otherwise, how about we go directly to see that Zhou Minghai? As the person involved, if he doesn't even recognize you, then The effect of this skill is really amazing!"

At this time, she was so focused on "I'm just a passing courier brother", that she even ignored her partner's obviously downward gaze: if this speculation is true, then they are equivalent to picking up the legend The "stealth grass" in the novel is used to defeat one or two protagonists, bring down dozens of companies, and leak one or two hundred financial secrets, etc., it is not a problem at all!

Thinking of this, Ah Qiong excitedly pulled Tong Lu to leave: "Hurry up, go to the hospital, and try Zhou Minghai now!"

"Okay, okay, you pull up the collar first..." Tong Lu was dragged back to the human world from beyond the sky by her, and was pushed into the car before she had time to pull up the collar for this man.

They arrived at the hospital half an hour early, and after the target person woke up, they gave him another 10 minutes of silence to recall.

Now it's all right, Tong Lu secretly compared "Yeah" with the hands shrunk under the chair, and finally confirmed the true path of her skills, and it's meaningless to stay here now.

After giving a wink, the two got up at the same time, regardless of Zhou Minghai, who was still bragging about his third Tangshan villa in front of him, got up and was about to leave, but was stopped by the other party when he reached the door:

"Wait, are you leaving just like that?"

Didn't you come to visit the sick, why did you walk away now?This tall, rich and handsome man became more and more confused, thinking that when he sneezed, a bunch of girls gathered around him to leave love letters under the guise of delivering paper, but now that he is really sick, these two people, let alone their phone numbers, didn't even leave a word. Want to go?
He stretched his arms and made a greasy expression of injury: "Beauties, can you wait a little longer? Although I still can't remember who you are, you don't need to leave me, right? I always feel that we have a very good relationship Eyes..."

"Hello, sir, you may have misunderstood..." Tong Lu rolled her eyes and leaned against the door. Just when she was about to find an excuse to escape, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside: "Zhou Minghai, what's wrong with you?" How could I be bumped into by someone in the alley? I'm so worried about you..."

A woman with disheveled hair opened the door and came in. The slightly raised corners of her eyes and sharp eyebrows were originally imposing, but at this moment her face was covered with tears: "If there is something wrong with you, what should I do! Why do you want to Going to that kind of place? Can't the driver take you there..."

The person who came was Zhou Minghai's marriage partner, Meng Wan, the eldest lady of the Meng Group, who was already engaged to him.

No, the classic bloody scene is coming.Tong Lu's eyes twitched and she knew something was wrong. She pulled Ah Qin and wanted to leave this place of right and wrong, but it was already too late: Miss Meng caught them with her peripheral vision.

"Wait, you two stop!" Her voice suddenly raised, sharp and sharp: "Who are you? How did you appear in my fiancé's ward? And how did you know he was hospitalized?"

"Tell me, what is your relationship with him?"

(End of this chapter)