When Aquaman is the best villain

At first Jiang Yao thought that He Weiwei asked him out to talk about Fu Yuan's plan, but it wasn't until He Weiwei pushed him into a makeup and styling studio that something was wrong.

"What are you doing?" Jiang Yao asked He Weiwei while raising his head to ask the makeup artist to apply makeup on him.

He slightly lowered his head, and smiled deep into his ear, "Please, I'll tell you."

Jiang Yao: "...Speak human words!"

"Nothing, I'll take you to have fun." He Weiwei touched his nose, glanced at the dress chosen by the designer, and nodded in satisfaction.

He looked at Jiang Yao again, more satisfied.

Sure enough, a beauty is a beauty in whatever she wears.

In fact, Jiang Yao almost guessed after being dressed up, and finally stomped on He Weiwei's feet in retaliation when he was pulled into the dance floor by He Weiwei.He Weiwei snorted, feeling very helpless, "Is this necessary? You are so small-minded."

Jiang Yao snorted coldly, "Who told Mr. He not to talk about human beings or do human affairs?"

He Weiwei looked at his eyebrows and eyes that became brighter because of anger, licked his molars, and smiled even wider, "Little fairy, do you know? You are playing with fire like this."

Jiang Yao laughed angrily at his overbearing remarks.The dance floor was full of couples, and everyone was immersed in their own dance steps. Suddenly, the soothing music changed into a dynamic and hot dance music. Jiang Yao spun around and hooked He Weiwei's neck, and smiled softly close to his ear.

"Want to play with fire? Then you should be careful, the fire I lit can burn you until there are no ashes left."

He Weiwei looked at those bright eyes that seemed to be wrapped in a ball of flame, and raised his eyebrows, "Then I'll just wait and see."

I don't know how long it took, the couples on the dance floor slowly stopped dancing, and they were all attracted by the same-sex couple in the middle of the dance floor.

The height of this pair of dance partners is different. Although one of them is not as tall as the other, his body is surprisingly flexible, spinning and jumping under the music as if he is boneless.Although the other party's movements are not soft enough, they are neat and clean, and every movement is on the beat of the music.

Everyone couldn't help cheering and applauding.

The music changed from explosive dance music to soothing love songs, and soon changed back to fast songs. The two danced with ease, exchanging one movement after another as if in a competition, and intertwined as if they were teasing.

Jiang Yao noticed the eyes of everyone, but he didn't care, he was used to the chasing eyes of others, so he just stared at He Weiwei, provocatively curling his lips, "How is it?"

During the staggered dance steps, his breathing was a bit heavy, but he still opened a pair of bright eyes unwilling to show weakness.

He Weiwei couldn't help but smiled slightly, "What do you really want to know?"

Following the dance steps, Jiang Yao pressed against his chest again, and her fingers seemed to slide across his Adam's apple, causing He Weiwei's breathing to stop for an instant.

"Could it be that I can't dance well?" Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows, "At what level is Mr. He's heart burning?"

As Jiang Yao's voice fell, He Weiwei's eyes became darker, and when the last music beat fell, he suddenly pulled people closer, and the two of them stuck together tightly to the audience to complete the whole dance.

There was thunderous applause, and everyone was amazed by their performance, and expressed their blessings to the couple.

Only Jiang Yao kept a cold face and left He Weiwei after the dance music ended.Because at the last movement, he felt He Weiwei's fiery temperature tightly pressed against his waist, and the other party smiled softly in his ear.

"Can you feel the fire in my heart?"

The more Jiang Yao thought about it, the more angry he became. When He Weiwei chased him and ran out of the ballroom and stood in front of him, he took a glass of wine and poured it all on He Weiwei's head.

He said coldly, "Mr. He, don't thank me for lowering the fire for you."

……

He Weiwei knew that he had annoyed Jiang Yao on the dance floor, so he didn't dare to be presumptuous anymore that night, and even missed a few lines of the bossy lines that he was always good at.Jiang Yao got out of the car after being sent to the street next to his house, but He Weiwei also followed.

Jiang Yao didn't bother to care about him, so he went to the small shop to buy some daily necessities. The small shop's room was small, and He Weiwei was tall and burly, curled up inside like a big dog. It's funny.

He picked up another fruit knife and put it in the shopping bag, and then bought some fruit at the fruit stand at the door.

"Do you still need my help this time?" He Weiwei smiled expectantly, "My knife skills are very good."

Jiang Yao snorted coldly, didn't answer, and handed the shopping bag to the boss to check out.

He Weiwei rubbed his nose, knowingly didn't reply.

He followed Jiang Yao all the way along the alley. Seeing that he was following him endlessly, Jiang Yao couldn't help but turn around and stare at him, "Do you still want to follow me to my house?"

"It's still some distance from your home, I'll take you back."

"My house is right in front, can it still be unsafe?"

He Weiwei nodded in agreement, but when Jiang Yao continued to walk forward, he still followed.

Jiang Yao was speechless in his heart, and he didn't care how long he was going to be with him anymore. Anyway, what this person believed would not change, and he might leave when he got to the door.

However, I don't know if it's because Jiang Yao set up a flag and just said that his neighborhood is safe, but he heard some strange noises after a few steps.He stopped in his tracks and seemed to be aware of it and looked to the side.

On the right side of this alley, there is a small road leading to another residential area. There are no street lights there, and it looks very dim at night.

Before Jiang Yao could take a look, he heard a clicking sound.

"Be careful." He Weiwei's deep voice passed by his ears, and suddenly, Jiang Yao heard a sound of air friction passing through his ears, and at the same time there was a swoosh.

And at this moment, the shopping bag in his hand fell to the ground with a snap, and only the remaining rope for carrying the bag remained in his hand.

A muffled groan came from the dark alley, and then a faint smell of blood wafted away.

Jiang Yao first looked down, the rope in his hand seemed to have been cut by something, and there were still burnt marks on the edge.

"……what happened?"

With a cold expression on He Weiwei's face, he looked at the pocket, "It's a silencer gun."

Jiang Yao followed him to the dark path. As the distance approached, they could see a few drops of blood left on the wall.

A figure was standing on the edge of the path. He was wearing glasses, and his expression was calm and a little numb.

Jiang Yao couldn't help opening his eyes slightly... This is really...another old acquaintance.

"Uncle Yan?"

Hearing Jiang Yao's voice, Uncle Yan was slightly taken aback, "You know me?"

Before Jiang Yao replied, he heard him laugh, "A Yuan told you, right? Did he tell you to stay away from me? I told him a long time ago, don't let anything disturb you. He's always distracted from his plans."

Looking at the coldness in his eyes, Jiang Yao couldn't help being speechless. From timeline one to timeline four, he didn't expect that he would be hunted down by Uncle Yan again.

What is the reason again this time?Could it be that he lived in Fu's house and let Uncle Yan know about it?

He Weiwei glanced at Uncle Yan's hand, "If you don't take care of your hand, I'm afraid it will be disabled."

Jiang Yao followed He Weiwei's gaze, only to find that Uncle Yan's palm was slightly hanging behind his back, and blood was slowly flowing down in the dark night, probably because the surrounding environment was too dark, and he hadn't noticed it before.

There was a cold light flashing in the center of that palm. Jiang Yao took a closer look and found that it was a knife.He thought of the "whoosh" that passed by his ears just now, and the fruit knife he bought just now, and he couldn't help but come up with an incredible idea.

He Weiwei noticed Jiang Yao's eyes, seemed to guess what he was thinking, and nodded without moving.

Jiang Yao couldn't help showing admiration, "Wow! Brother, I didn't expect you to be the heir of Xiao Li Feidao."

Uncle Yan sneered.

He endured the pain in his hand, but he didn't dare to move easily.Unless there is a professional doctor to help him pull out the knife in his hand, once arterial bleeding is involved, he will die.

He had already aimed at Jiang Yao just now. If a knife hadn't been inserted into his palm suddenly, he wouldn't have missed and just interrupted the shopping bag in Jiang Yao's hand.

This time I missed... It is estimated that it will be very difficult to have another chance.

He Weiwei didn't respond to Jiang Yao's admiration, in fact, his expression now was very different from usual.His eyes were indifferent but calm, his thin lips were tightly pursed, his brows and eyes seemed to be covered with a thin layer of ice, and he stared at Uncle Yan coldly.

"If there were two knives, it wouldn't be your hand, it would be your head."

Uncle Yan took a step back, and the suppressed gun fell at his feet because of the accident just now. The two faced each other, neither wanting to bend down to fire the gun and lose sight of the man.

He Weiwei looked at him vigilantly, with a meaningful smile on his lips, and a dark streak in his eyes.

Just as he lifted his foot and took a step forward, Uncle Yan quickly turned around and climbed over the wall to leave.He Weiwei sneered and was about to catch up, but Jiang Yao grabbed his arm, "Don't chase."

"He wants to kill you, but you still want to let him go?" He Weiwei asked in disbelief.

"I didn't say I would let him go, but if you catch up now, what if there are helpers behind him?"

"Of course they're all killed." He Weiwei looked into the distance, and let out a deep laugh from his throat, echoing in the dark night, it seemed a bit strange.

Jiang Yao sensed that something was wrong with him, and couldn't help but glance at him, "Are you okay?"

The alley was silent, but there were slight human voices coming from the street outside. They might not have imagined that a knife-and-gun war just happened in the alley a dozen steps away from them.

He Weiwei stood for a while, his expression changing, and after a long time, he whispered, "I'm fine."

Jiang Yao could see his expression slowly softening, and just as he was grabbing the other's arm to make people leave, He Weiwei suddenly moved and leaned against him.

Jiang Yao:?

Isn't this touching porcelain?

Although Jiang Yao was very suspicious of He Weiwei's trustworthiness, when he stretched out his hand to support him, he also felt the sudden tightening of the other's muscles.

He Weiwei suddenly seemed to be enduring some pain, his brows were tightly frowned, and Jiang Yao could still see his trembling hands when he lowered his head.

How is this going?

Jiang Yao had no choice but to take him home first. Fortunately, although He Weiwei had difficulty moving, he was still able to move around, so there was no need for Jiang Yao to move him home.

Jiang Yao made people rest on the sofa, and only quietly asked System 123 when he went to the kitchen, "What happened just now?"

System 123, "Host, he was ordered by the organization not to use a knife to injure people. Now he is probably punished for violating the rules."

"You mean the one just now? But isn't he doing it to protect himself?"

"At first it was for self-protection, but then he must have had worse thoughts in his heart, so he was punished by the organization."

Jiang Yao was a little puzzled, "Could it be that every time he uses a knife, he will be punished by the organization like this?"

"Actually, it's okay, it's just a punishment. If he really took the knife to the man, it might be more than that. He might be put in jail." System 123 muttered.

"Is there a prison in the organization?"

"Yes, in fact, there are quite a few people in the prison. After all, in our line of work, there will always be more or less psychological problems."

Jiang Yao thought of Fu Mingchen in the second mile of the timeline, and nodded consciously.

In fact, Fu Mingchen is also quite perverted, but maybe it's because he didn't torture the hero physically, so he avoided it skillfully?But isn't the villain just against the hero?If even this is not allowed, what else is there to do?

System 123 saw Jiang Yao's doubts and explained to him, "Those who are imprisoned are not those who hurt the hero, but those who gradually lose themselves in the task world and start to lose themselves. Their psychology is abnormal. The degree is too serious, in the mission world, I am not doing missions, but satisfying my own bloody desire, that's why I was sent to prison for reform by the organization."

"Then do they still have a chance to come out?"

"If you can control your emotions, it is possible to come out in the end, but most people end up crazy."

System 123 sighed slightly, "So, host, we should just be an ordinary villain, and it's not bad to be happy every day, why do we have to be the first in performance? The villains on the list are often psychologically weak. The problem is, the risk of going to jail is so great."

Jiang Yao laughed, "I haven't even started working yet, so you're worried about my physical and mental health?"

"I'll just say it casually, hehe."

After Jiang Yao had almost learned about the villain's psychological problems, he returned to the living room. At this time, He Weiwei seemed to have recovered, and was leaning on the sofa and wiping his arms with a tissue.

It was only then that Jiang Yao realized that there was a bullet wound on his arm that was not deep and not shallow, and the skin was slightly cracked, revealing bright red flesh and blood, which looked very painful.

"Are you injured?" Jiang Yao quickly took out the medicine box, "Don't move around, you need to disinfect first."

He Weiwei stopped and handed it over to Jiang Yao.

After the wound was bandaged, Jiang Yao raised his head and looked at He Weiwei who was rarely calm at this moment.

Maybe it was the halo blessing from the previous behavior, or maybe He Weiwei's own contrast, Jiang Yao suddenly felt that the other party felt quite safe at this time.

He blinked and smiled brightly, "I didn't expect you to be quite reliable."

"Reliable?" He Wei smiled, as if lamenting Jiang Yao's innocence, "From the series of things just now, you should conclude that I am dangerous, not that I am reliable."

Jiang Yao thought that He Weiwei didn't chase after him after he finished speaking just now, and he didn't agree with what he said.

"You don't look dangerous."

"Really?" He Weiwei said meaningfully, "That's because you didn't meet me before. If you had seen what I looked like before, you wouldn't say that."

"Really?" Jiang Yao raised his eyebrows, "Then how did you become what you are now? A sand sculpture."

"...You look so good-looking, don't swear," He Weiwei sighed, "It's really nothing, you'll get tired if you do too many villains, and it's more fun to be a sand sculpture."

He lowered his head and seemed to mutter, "...Who made the psychotherapy class choose this kind of sand sculpture treatment for me."

Jiang Yao didn't hear what he muttered, "What are you muttering about?"

"It's nothing." He Weiwei raised his head, "Speaking of which, you're not going back to Fu's house today?"

"You saved my life, of course I have to take care of my savior."

Jiang Yao smiled and threw the pillow dragged out of the bedroom onto the sofa, "Here, you'd better not disturb me by snoring at night."

"Is that how you take care of your savior? Shouldn't you promise it with your body?" He Weiwei hugged the pillow, and began to laugh again.

"Think beautifully."

Jiang Yao threw the bedding on his head and went to take a bath with a humming sound.

While he was taking a shower, the mobile phone on the table rang suddenly, He Weiwei glanced sideways, and the name was displayed on it, it was Fu Yuan.He changed his expression, walked to the window and looked down, and sure enough, he saw a black car parked downstairs, the window was slowly rolled down, and a pair of indifferent eyes looked at him.

He slightly hooked his lips into a smile, and closed the curtains.

The phone rang a few times and then went silent again. After half an hour, Jiang Yao came out of the bathroom. He Weiwei told him that someone called.

Jiang Yao picked up the phone, thought for a while and called back.

The connection on the other side was quickly connected, and Fu Yuan's hoarse voice came, "Yaoyao."

Jiang Yao paused as he wiped his hair. Fu Yuan had always called him Mr. Jiang or Mister, but he had never called him Yaoyao before. This time, he was not used to the sudden call.

Just after Jiang Yao stopped, the towel was suddenly taken away. When he looked sideways, he found that He Weiwei was standing behind him, took the towel and gently wiped his wet hair.

He Weiwei used just the right amount of force, and Jiang Yao felt comfortable so he let him go. At this time, Fu Yuan happened to ask him where he was on the phone.

"I'm at my home now, and I won't be returning to your place at night."

"……are you alone?"

Jiang Yao glanced at He Weiwei beside him, and simply said, "Well, I'm alone."

Fu Yuan was silent for a while, and said after a while, "Then you should rest early, you have class tomorrow."

"Hmm." Jiang Yao perfunctorily hung up the phone.

A burst of laughter came from beside him, and He Weiwei leaned into his ear, "Are you alone?"

Jiang Yao hid to the side, shrank into the sofa, hugged the pillow and yawned lazily.

"Why? If there are two people, don't you have to explain again, and you will be in trouble."

He Wei smiled, but didn't say anything.

At this moment, Jiang Yao's downstairs, Fu Yuan was sitting in the car, looking at the window that shimmered in the dark night.The call interface of the mobile phone in his hand had already been hung up, but he didn't seem to notice, his expression was slightly dazed, as if he was thinking about something.

Soon, a figure hurried to his car window and said softly, "Boss Fu, we found it."

"Ah."

"Just now, a bullet casing was found on that path."

Fu Yuan's eyes sharpened, "What?"

"We also found bloodstains in the corner, which seemed to have been splashed not long ago. In addition, we also found something related to someone around Mr. Fu—" The man paused.

"Say what you want to say, don't hesitate."

"It's Mr. Yan. Some people said that they saw him passing by here today, and then heard that he was injured on his hand when he just returned. We speculate that it may have something to do with what happened tonight."

Uncle Yan and Fu Yuan had a very close relationship, and the man was still a little worried after saying this, so he couldn't help secretly raising his eyes to look at Fu Yuan's expression, but he saw Fu Yuan's expression was cold and silent, as if he was sure.

"It's him again." Fu Yuan sighed slightly.

When Fu Yuan just took over the domestic Fu family, many people expressed doubts about him. Although Fu Yuan used his strength to silence these people, there were many people who were jealous and finally exposed Fu Yuan's identity.In fact, Fu Yuan's identity is well known in the aristocratic circle, but this kind of thing is often not brought to the light, once it is made to the light, it means that there will be a turmoil soon.

The identity of Fu Yuan's illegitimate child was exposed in the newspapers at that time, but those people did not expect that this incident not only failed to bring Fu Yuan down, but instead took the opportunity to let Fu Yuan reveal the past love between Jiang Wanyu and Fu Chengfeng.

Although Jiang Wanyu's behavior still cannot be called legitimate, but at least she has got rid of the stigma of being regarded as a vicious mistress by those who don't know.

Perhaps because of Fu Yuan's ability to manage the company in China, Fu Chengfeng took a tacit attitude towards this matter.

After Jiang Wanyu's reputation was wiped out, Uncle Yan was the happiest. It's just that his relationship with Fu Yuan became more and more distant, and he couldn't even find anyone to share his joy with.

After Fu Yuan appeared in this timeline, he never remembered the existence of Uncle Yan. At this moment, he suddenly remembered, and he couldn't help but think of Uncle Yan's targeting of Jiang Yao in the first timeline.

Now it seems that he was negligent and should be resolved early, otherwise what happened tonight may happen again.

Fu Yuan's face darkened slightly.

After failing to assassinate Jiang Yao, Uncle Yan fled home with difficulty, but just as he was about to go to the doctor to pull out the knife in his hand, a group of people suddenly broke into his house and surrounded him.

Uncle Yan looked at the weapons in the hands of the group of people, chose to remain silent, and then he saw a familiar figure walking in from the door.

Uncle Yan was slightly taken aback, "A Yuan?"

Fu Yuan's gaze was calm but without warmth, "Did you go to disturb Yaoyao tonight?"

Uncle Yan paused and remained silent.

"Actually, I don't understand, is it because of your obsession or something," Fu Yuan said lightly, "If it's because of Jiang Wanyu, I've already done everything I can for her."

"...That person, you like him, right?" Uncle Yan looked at him sharply, "You let him live in Fu's residence, and you fell in love with him like Wanyu likes Fu Chengfeng."

"so what?"

"This is wrong," Uncle Yan said coldly, with a bit of madness in his eyes, "I can't let you become like Wan Yu!"

Fu Yuan looked at him with pity, "You are the one who is wrong, you are already crazy."

Uncle Yan didn't seem to listen to him at all. When the people around him took him into the car, his expression was still cold and numb, until Fu Yuan stood in front of him and said softly, "I know you used to do If you feel sorry for Jiang Wanyu, you can go in and make amends."

Uncle Yan raised his head abruptly, a look of disbelief flashed across his eyes.

After a while, his lips trembled, "I, I didn't do it on purpose, I didn't know Wanyu was pregnant at the time."

Fu Yuan said lightly, "Now that her name has been rectified, as for you, you might as well stay in the prison quietly and atone for her life."

Uncle Yan looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he said, so he just said it again, "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to harm her."

Fu Yuan nodded to his subordinates, "Take it away."

Uncle Yan was pushed into the car, and the car drove away quickly. After this night, he was about to spend the rest of his life in prison.

Back then, Jiang Wanyu never understood why Fu Chengfeng suddenly chose to marry the He family. She thought it was because people's hearts were fickle, but she never doubted the young people around her.In fact, it was Uncle Yan who deliberately matched the He family and Fu Chengfeng, so that the two families who valued more interests were finally united.

His original intention was to let Jiang Wanyu recognize Fu Chengfeng's true face, but he didn't know it at the time. In fact, even Jiang Wanyu herself didn't know at the time that she was pregnant.

He hid this secret all his life, and after Jiang Wanyu's death, he also spent half his life in a daze.

Now, it's time for him to redeem himself.