Chapter 1 President: The System Is a Werewolf

Subei closed his eyes for the nth time and opened them again. The orange cat with small wings that is anti-scientific in front of him still hasn't disappeared.

So where did this shit come from?

Although he likes cats, he has to be a normal cat, right?

The mechanical voice with no emotion at all thought in Subei's mind, "Hello, host, I am your system 748, I will be your mission assistant, and then we will enter the first world."

But fuck it, it's all God's development.

The mechanical voice sounded again, "The host has confirmed and started to enter the mission world, the overbearing president fell in love with me."

"The host's task target is Feng Xinglang. If he tells you I love you personally, the task is completed."

748 left a sentence, "You can use consciousness to communicate with me." It disappeared.

Subei was shocked by this sudden scene change, and his brain digested memories that did not belong to him.

This body is also called Subei, and he is a dude.

I like beauties.

Well, that's all.

There were many people in the scene around him in an instant, and it became lively.

Someone's coaxing voice sounded in his ear, "Yo, Su Shao is very courageous, how dare you rob President Feng."

Subei was in a trance for a moment, remembering the current situation.

He fell in love with a little white rabbit in a nightclub and chased it every day, every day, but the little white rabbit actually followed someone else.

How can North Jiangsu give up and just come to rob people.

He said that this development is normal, and it is understandable for men to be impulsive for women.

However, as soon as he looked up, he was completely stunned.

There was a man sitting on the sofa in front of him. His perfect facial features seemed to be covered with frost, and his black eyes had eagle-like eyes.

Even when sitting, the strong sense of oppression lingers.

This is not the point, the point is, there are three big characters on his head, Feng Xinglang!

Who is Feng Xinglang?

His target.

The man in front of him is Feng Xinglang, and Bei Subei wants to attack a man!

play with him!

At this time, Feng Xinglang's thin lips parted slightly, and his voice was cold to the bone, "Abandon your hand, throw it out."

Subei shook, it was too cruel!

Subei's heart was half cold, and his mind was full of his hand that couldn't hold it.

He couldn't handle the task that was abandoned by the task object as soon as he came up.

no! Sitting still is not in line with the style of northern Jiangsu.

He felt that he could still be in the rescue.

Everywhere is dead, he fights!

Subei shook off the hand in his hand and looked directly into Feng Xinglang's eyes, "Do you think my Subei is for this woman? I'll leave my words here today, I, Subei, see you Feng Xinglang Now! I must chase after you!"

I don't know what to be angry about, but the end of the eyes of North Jiangsu's pair of peach blossom eyes was dyed with a thin red, showing a bit of magnificence.

And the whole box was dead silent.

Everyone was thinking, Subei is crazy, this is Feng Xinglang.

The person who stomps the whole city will shake the whole city three times, dare to be so ****, do not want to live?

Subei's heart also jumped to his throat, and he suddenly hesitated, "What, 748, what happens if the mission fails?"

The system mechanically replied: "Toppled by three male African chiefs"

Damn, Subei almost couldn't get up in one breath, is such a cruel man really a man?

Feng Xinglang's eyes swept across the fear in Subei's eyes, and there was a hint of playfulness in his eyes, "Throw it out."

Subei grasped the point and threw it out.

Just throw it out! Has his hand been saved?

Subei, who was crying with joy, was thrown out of the box by the tall bodyguard by the collar.

He was lying on the ground in a very unimpressive manner, and smiled lowly.

It was like walking from the brink of death just now.

He moved to the wall, leaned against the wall, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it with shaking hands.

The familiar smell of smoke calmed him, "System, let's discuss. You asked me to do the task, and I accepted it. You asked me to attack a man, and I accepted it."

"But can you stop me from attacking such a hell-level person?"

The system answered meticulously, "The task object is random, and the system cannot control it."

He is a single dog who has never even chased women, and now he is still chasing men.

Subei took out his mobile phone, Almighty Du Niang, my task is up to you.