C1 The Old Hoodlum Is Dead

The old hooligan accidentally died while conducting an adventure in the wilderness.

When this news reached Western Dawn Empire, the entire upper class was in an uproar.

Who is this old hooligan?

He came from a slave-like background. Before the age of twenty, he was a hoodlum who was submerged in a sea of people and didn't even have a name.

However, at the age of twenty, he had run into some great luck. He suddenly rose up to the slave beast fighting ring, was discovered by an old noble, and in a short three years, became the first military commander in the history of Shville Empire to be born a slave.

In the seven years that the old rogue had been in charge of the Expeditionary Legion, the old rival of the Shville Empire, the Western Dawn Country, had almost been beaten black and blue by this enemy who carried a mixed gene in his hair and bones. Those soldiers who had been played by the old rogue as idiots all hated him to the point that they gnashed their teeth in anger.

There was once a War God of Western Dawn Empire who smiled and said in an interview, "The title of" Brawler "really seems to have been specially created for this fellow Ling."

As long as he could obtain the final victory, Ling would do anything to win, and use all sorts of underhanded methods. This made the soldiers from orthodox noble families look down on him.

Even though he had already become a captain, he was still excluded from the wargod ranking. Some people said that this was unfair to Ling, but there was no helping it, since Ling's background wasn't strong enough.

Therefore, when Ling, who was incompatible with the war between the nobles, was finally confirmed to be dead by the Shville Empire, the entire nation cheered.

Even the nobles of the Shville Empire and the absolute supporters of slavery were secretly relieved. At least, no one would dare to make such a rascal out of the war and lower the status of the higher echelons of the empire.

Of course, thanks to the old rogue's high popularity among the people, the Shville royal family still had to express their grief and reminiscence in front of the media.

With the old rogue dead, it didn't seem like much of a big deal.

"..."

When Ling Feitong woke up, he found that his neck was stuck with someone's hand, his body was pressed on a soft bed, and on his body, there was a well-dressed man who seemed like he was about to do something good.

It was very dark in the room. Ling Feitong was unable to tell what was going on due to the sudden change in events.

The conditioned reflex worked earlier than the brain. Ling Feitong took advantage of the man pulling on his pants with one hand, raised his feet and kicked towards the man's soft abdomen.

The force of his kick was powerful and ferocious. In addition to the fact that the two sides were very close, logically speaking, there should not be any possibility of them hitting empty air.

However, reality hit Ling Feitong in the head.

The man whose face couldn't be seen dodged to the side at a faster speed than Ling Feitong as if he already knew it. He didn't seem to be hurt at all.

Although Ling Feitong was surprised, he didn't think too much. Taking advantage of the disappearing hand on his neck, he grabbed the crystal lamp on the bedside table and slammed it onto the side of the table.

The sharp foot of the lantern cut towards the man's neck. Only when Ling Feitong was easily held down by a powerful hand did he suddenly realize that this body was definitely not his own —

His strength was simply too weak!

Furthermore, the pair of slender hands that did not have a callus on it was something that would not be found in a battle between mecha pilots all year round.

Ling Feitong was sure that he died in the encirclement. Even the repair pod that was created from the rebirth of his life couldn't make up for it. Thus, in other people's bodies, Ling Feitong had the highest chance of reviving.

Having experienced countless storms and waves, the old rogue accepted reality at once and was completely calm after a brief moment of shock.

"Wait, there should be some misunderstanding between us." When Ling Feitong was thrown back onto the bed by the man, he immediately sat up.

The man pressed the control button on the terminal and turned on the light in the bedroom. His unusually handsome face was filled with a sharp killing intent.

The moment Ling Feitong saw the man's face, he immediately swallowed his words, "Of course I will beat you up if you f * cking play hooligan with me."

Acting like a hooligan?

It doesn't exist!

He looked at the breathtakingly beautiful face and the luxury of the room, and knew that he would be insulted if he continued.

Speaking of which, this face was quite familiar to Ling Feitong.