The National Male God is Ruthless and Strong: Lord Qin, I Spoil You!

In all the countries on the road, no one knows that the King of Hell is not a womanizer.

Whoever comes near will die.

Miyamoto Shoichi's tone was full of doubt: "Did you see it wrong?"

The subordinate quickly shook his head, "Absolutely impossible! Colonel, I have been hiding in the dark without even daring to blink."

"Who is that girl?"

"The name is Yan Tao."

Miyamoto confirmed again and again, "You told me clearly everything that happened, including every word they said!"

"yes!"

As soon as Miyamoto Masaru listened to the entire conversation, his eyes were filled with joy and he burst out laughing, "The King of Hell actually has a weakness?!"

God help me!

They came to Xiling Island this time, nominally for alien meteorites.

In fact, the main purpose is to kill the King of Hell!

In these years, Qin Zong was working abroad and made great contributions to the country of China. At the same time, he also made countless enemies.

Country R regards Qin Zong as a thorn in its flesh.

"You clearly saw that the King of Hell fell to the ground and was injured?"

"Yes, he fell to the ground. The girl was on top of him, and the giant lizard attacked him. This was definitely not a light blow. But whether the injury was serious or not, my subordinates don't know."

Miyamoto rubbed his chin and muttered: "My right hand is injured..."

"Go get everyone."

"Yes, Colonel."

*

The next day, when the first ray of morning light fell on the branches, Qin Zong woke up.

He slept with a bandage hanging on it, and there was a "snack" next to him, which smelled of fragrance every moment, and he was always worried.

I was afraid that I would accidentally swallow the snack.

Qin Zong sat up, his cold face showing indifference and nobility, and he looked sideways.

The young man closed his eyes, covered himself with his clothes, and slept soundly.

In the morning light, the boy's complexion is so delicate that no pores can be seen, and the tiny fluff is so cute.

The thin red lips were curled up, and the lips were moist and tempting, making people want to swallow them in one bite.

Qin Zonghan's eyes fell on the young man's slightly raised lips, and he slowly leaned down as if he was bewitched.

The palm of his hand touched the young man's rosy cheek, and there was a smile in his eyes.

Extremely shallow.

"Women's clothing is on you, so you are well-dressed."

There's nothing inconsistent or weird about it, it's still so beautiful that it makes people's hearts flutter.

When Qin Zong reacted, he was less than one centimeter away from the young man's lips.

Breathe and smell each other.

Qin Zong's handsome brows twitched, but he finally stood up, casually threw his clothes on the young man's bare legs to cover them, and stood up to leave the tent.

The team members who got up early did morning exercises in a good manner.

Hearing the noise, he turned around and said, "Major General, good morning..."

Surprised eyes all focused on Qin Zong's bandaged right arm.

Qin Zong: "I was injured a little last night."

After a brief explanation, Major General Qin turned around indifferently and took something to wash up.

Everyone... came back to their senses and looked at each other.

"Real or false? Major General Qin is wearing a bandage?"

"It's true. You didn't dream. Because I saw it too."

"Does the sun rise from the west today?"

"...a miracle."

What surprised them was not that the major general was injured.

But the major general is actually willing to wear a bandage to recuperate?

How strange!

Qin Zong had been injured more seriously in the past. They were working outside and Qin Zong rarely had time to recover from his injuries.

Just press it down hard!

Everyone continued their morning exercises as if they were dreaming.

"Actually, I also saw a cartoon band-aid. Maybe I was dreaming, I should be the only one who saw it..."

"...No, we all saw it."

"You didn't dream..."