Rebirth of the National Male God: Master Quan, Fancy Favorite

Seeing Su Miyao lying on the medical bed and being sent to the operating room, Qu Yizhao finally let go of her heart. Seeing the closed door of the operating room, she squinted her eyes.

Regardless of whether that woman is a femme fatale, she is first of all just a woman, a pregnant woman, and secondly, she is a femme fatale.

Women are fragile creatures.

Qu Yizhao looked at his blue blood vessels and fair skin, and turned his head slightly.

But sometimes, even a woman who is as fragile as a dodder flower and needs to rely on others to survive is a terrifying and murderous existence at a certain time.

How do you know if the other party is acting?

Femme fatale... That man, Qu Yizhao narrowed his eyes, and a very ironic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

As long as he thought of that man and the woman beside him at that time, Qu Yizhao felt sympathy from the bottom of his heart. They were afraid that they would be eaten to the bone.

No, even if it's bone scum, that woman won't let it go.

That kind of strong and wanton hatred like being reborn from ashes, even she felt excited and shuddered the moment she saw it!

After all, what they are facing is not a gentle and weak sick beauty, but a woman with no tender flesh all over her body, even her little heart is black, full of fangs and sharp barbs... a femme fatale !

Sitting on the chair next to the operating room, Qu Yizhao breathed a sigh of relief, the muscles that had been tense all the time also slowly relaxed, and soreness followed.

He shook his sore arm, his little arm was almost at its limit, but fortunately, he sent the woman to the hospital.

Only at this time, Qu Yizhao had time to ask why the Wang family and his son wanted her.

Wang Sheng smacked his lips and said, "You have a good shooting talent, do you want to go in this direction?"

Qu Yizhao looked up at Wang Sheng, and said lightly, "Not interested."

Wang Sheng was not in a hurry or angry, but slowly seduced step by step: "This is a good opportunity to win glory for the country! It is possible that you will stand on the big international stage and fight for the honor of the country!"

Qu Yizhao slowly savored a few words, fighting for the honor of the country? Then he narrowed his eyes and smiled slightly.

In the next second, Wang Sheng heard the young man's firm but indifferent voice slowly.

"Compared to standing on the international stage to win glory for the country, I prefer to stand on the battlefield and contribute to the destiny of the country."

As soon as the indifferent words fell, the boy's eyebrows and eyes were curved, and he was still smiling, like a blank sheet of paper.

Wang Sheng paused, looked at the boy, and asked, "Do you want to join the army?"

Qu Yizhao half-blinded, turned his head, and said flatly, "Yes! That's the idea for the time being."

Wang Sheng was silent for a moment, scratched his head, and said helplessly: "Yes, if you are willing to practice your talent, you will be a sharpshooter with every shot!"

"jingle bells—"

Qu Yizhao picked up his phone and looked at it, huh? Is it a strange text message, a scam text message or a sales text message?

Qu Yizhao touched his chin, opened the text message and looked at the contents.

[Unknown number: "Hello, I'm Huo Lihan, do you still remember me? I wonder if you are interested in applying for the National Defense University?\