Chapter 132 The scumbag (2)

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date="2020-11-14"

title="Chapter 132 The scumbag (2)"

weight="105753"

series = ["I Really Am a Slag Shou!"]

mode = "manual"

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Wen Yu is not stupid, now he has nothing, and rashly resisting is already stupid. If he insists on going head-to-head with Wen Xijun, the final outcome will not be brought to Wen Xijun except for his life. Any impact.

It is never too late for a gentleman to avenge him.

Today's hatred and humiliation will be deeply remembered in his heart. When the day comes, he will pay back all of them to Wen Xijun.

After a long time, no one spoke in the room. He Jia looked at the man next to him suspiciously, but couldn't see any emotions on his face.

He Jia has been with Wen Xijun for more than ten years. Although he stayed with Wen Xijun the longest, he dared not relax his guard for a moment. It is precisely because he has spent enough time with Wen Xijun that he knows how terrifying this handsome-looking and kind-looking man is. There is an adjective specifically used to describe people like Wen Xijun.

-Sven scum.

When Wen Xijun is smiling, it is not necessarily happy, and when he sinks his face, it is not necessarily angry. His moodiness is extremely extreme, and no one knows when he will provoke him. The so-called companion of a monarch is like a companion of tiger, He Jia has long been prepared that one day he will also die under Wen Xijun's hands, but now he has not lived enough, he does not want to touch this tyrant's mold.

Wen Xijun didn't speak, and it was always quiet here. He couldn't even hear the breathing. The blood dripping only after a while reminded everyone present how tense the atmosphere is now.

Everyone's hearts were tight, except for Chi Zhao, who was wearing Wen Xijun's skin.

After watching the protagonist for a long time, he said: "Send him to the basement and bandage the wound."

He Jia breathed a sigh of relief when he said this. He has no opinion on all the young ladies of the Wen family. He doesn't like or hate them. He doesn't even stand in line in advance and find promising heirs to train secretly, as he knows that these people appear to be the Wen family. In fact, they are Wen Xijun's dogs just like He Jia himself.

He Jia directed the two people to take Wen Yu out. No one was around. Chi Zhao wanted to slap her hair madly, but this action was too inconsistent with Wen Xijun’s personality. Chi Zhao was silent for a long time. Can make it.

He had no choice but to retreat, sighed long, and then went out too.

This is the study room, and now it is past nine o'clock in the evening, he should go back to his room and get ready to sleep.

The Wen's house is so big that Chi Zhao used the system brand electronic dog again and walked slowly to his bedroom. When he was halfway through, he was reminded by the system. Chi Zhao's footsteps paused. Then, he continued to walk forward. After passing the corner, he saw the living room on the third floor in front of him. In the living room, children of all sizes stood. Straight.

The remaining six are here. The person who brought them is Wen Xin. Although Wen Lie is the oldest, he will not talk about such things. Moreover, Wen Lie does not have such a great appeal, and only Wen Xin. , Let other children listen to her.

Wen Xin took a step forward. The 19-year-old girl is between a girl and a woman. She is so beautiful that she is enviable. She looks at Chi Zhao neither humble nor humble, with a well-handled humility, "Father, A 'Yu, he is just so sad, please let him go."

After she said this, the five people behind all showed different expressions.

Wen Lie pursed his lips. This is a manifestation of worry. He is worried about Wen Yu, who does not know his life or death, and himself who is involved in this behavior. But what he is most worried about is the warm heart who stands at the forefront.

Therefore, soon, he also walked out and stood beside Wen Xin. He very obscurely blocked Wen Xin with half of his body, and also pleaded: "Father, A'Yu is not sensible. I will definitely I will teach him well and let him understand your painstaking efforts."

After reading everyone's face, Chi Zhao lifted his chin slightly and looked at the children indifferently, "Don't interfere with my decision."

This sentence is actually quite ordinary, but the problem is that the person who said it was Wen Xijun. After hearing these words, the older ones were fine, and the three underages all showed a moment of timidity. Chi Zhao saw this scene and immediately spurned the original owner in his heart.

Do evil, look at what this has made the children into.

After spurning the original owner, he also spurned the system by the way.

What a fucking world is this, garbage system, sooner or later it will be finished!

system:"……"

No longer looking at these children, Chi Zhao turned around and left. Wen Xin felt anxious and wanted to chase her. Her arm was dragged forcefully, Wen Xin turned her head, only to see Wen Lie silently shake her. Shook his head.

Wen Xin pressed the corners of her lips tightly, but in the end she didn't chase after her.

Returning to the bedroom, looking at the cold decoration style in the room, Chi Zhao was silent, then sat on the bed and began to question the system.

"Can you tell me this time, why did you choose this world?"

[Because you like to raise...]

"What I want is the truth."

The system was interrupted before the next words were finished. Looking at Chi Zhao's smiling face, the core of the system trembled.

[Because the completion of the previous world was too poor, so this world must be more difficult. 】

This time the system was telling the truth, Chi Zhao frowned, "How complete is the last world."

The system did not answer, but pulled down the success value panel. Chi Zhao was slightly surprised when he saw the latest number.

There were only two points. He thought that Leopold could do more on his own during the five years of running.

Sighing in his heart, Chi Zhao nodded, "Okay, I understand."

The system was waiting to be scolded, but when he heard the words, he was shocked.

[Are you not angry? 】

"What can I be angry about, aren't you also for me."

The system does not intend to continue working on the system now, and there is no need to force him to complete the task. The reason why it chose such a world is definitely because of him. After all, this world seems to "lie down and win" than all the previous worlds.

The system is very moved.

[Woo...After so many years, you finally understand my painstaking efforts. For the sake of my hard work for you, will you finally play a good role in this world? 】

Chi Zhao nodded happily, "Well, I promise, I will not collapse."

【Great! ——Wait, not collapse? 】

Shouldn't it be a guarantee that the plot will not collapse?

Under the dumbfounded gaze of the system, Chi Zhao smiled slightly, then walked to the kitchen closest to him and ordered a bowl of noodles by himself. After that, he took the bowl of noodles and went to the basement.

system:"……"

Forget it, have long known that the trash host is unreliable, so let's do it, anyway, this is the last world.

The system didn’t know at the beginning that the protagonists were all the same person in the worlds they went to. Later, the main system saw that he was hit too poorly. Only then did he reveal the number six to him. After heard, the system It feels complicated.

One world after another, each world can fall in love with Chi Zhao through all difficulties, and no matter how sorry Chi Zhao did to him in the original plot, he can ignore the predecessors and love Chi Zhao wholeheartedly.

What kind of immortal love is this, and what kind of immortal base attack is it!

...

In any case, there is no doubt that they are truly in love, but there is no permanent banquet in the world. They all have their own lives to live, and they always have to go back and be separated.

The last world should be the lingering before parting. The system no longer wants to urge Chi Zhao. He can do whatever he wants, as long as he is happy.

The Wen family has a very strict schedule. Everyone must go back to the room to sleep from one to ten o'clock. Those who are not at home can ignore it, and those who are at home must strictly implement it.

Now it's past ten o'clock, Chi Zhao is not afraid of meeting someone else, so he walks swaggering, and suddenly, the system reminds him.

[Host, Wen Xi is in the room on the left hand side in front. 】

Chi Zhao paused, he deliberately avoided Wen Xi, but the other party had already walked out, and as soon as she walked out, she saw Chi Zhao holding a bowl of noodles. She was stunned, and then quickly put her hand behind her.

Chi Zhao looked at her and asked the system in his heart: "What is she holding?"

【sandpaper. 】

sandpaper? What does a little girl do with sandpaper?

Chi Zhao took two steps forward. Wen Xi's body was a bit stiff. She seemed to want to escape, but her feet were firmly nailed to the ground and did not move. Chi Zhao looked at her from top to bottom, and finally stopped her eyes. On her left leg.

There were a few obvious blood stains on the calf of her left calf. It seemed that the wound should have been treated, so not much blood came out.

Chi Zhao twisted his eyebrows, put the bowl aside, then squatted down and looked at the wound on Wen Xi's leg.

Wen Xi's back was cold, and her fingers were trembling slightly, showing how afraid she was of Wen Xijun.

After Chi Zhao got closer, she could see that the wound on her leg was a Chinese character.

year.

Among the seven children, Wen Xi is the most cruel, not only cruel to others, but even more cruel to herself, but also has a slight tendency to self-harm. Looking up at Wen Xi's big eyes like Mo, Chi Zhao seemed to understand what she wanted to do.

He pulled out Wen Xi's hand. Of course, the little girl was not as strong as an adult man, and she did not dare to resist, so she could only watch the sandpaper in her hand transfer to Wen Xijun's hand.

"Do you want to use sandpaper to remove the wound and disguise it as an abrasion?"

With a low voice resounding in the dark night, Wen Xi didn't expect Wen Xijun to guess her thoughts so easily, and now she even had no chance to lie.

Wen Xi looked at Chi Zhao nervously, and tried to calm herself down, "Father, I was wrong, I won't do this again."

Wen Xijun did not allow any objects related to the dead to appear in this house. When the first two children died, at the funeral, he cremated everything of the two children together with their bodies, and their rooms were sealed forever. When they got up, even the ranking of the children changed, as if to completely obliterate the traces of their existence.

In Wen Xijun's thoughts, the past is worthless and the loser is not worth mentioning. Death is synonymous with failure. No matter what the cause of death, as long as you die, you deserve to disappear forever.

It sounds cool, but Wen Xijun is not only doing this to others, he is also doing this to himself. After being betrayed by all the children in the plot, he is not angry or painful at all, because Thirty Hedong and Thirty Hexi, since there is success Then, there will be a day of failure.

Yesterday, he killed others, and tomorrow, others will come to kill him.

What Wen Xi wanted to do was to leave a mark on her body that was invisible to others and related to her younger brother. After all, Wen Xi was still a child and could not accept the departure of her family.

Chi Zhao knows that his image in the children's heart is deeply ingrained, even if he says now that there is no need to polish, just keep it. Wen Xi would not accept his love either, but instead felt that he was planning some conspiracy, or had completely abandoned her, and didn't know what day he would push her out, leaving her with the same end as Wen Nian.

After pondering for a moment, Chi Zhao said, "Give me the sandpaper and I will give you the noodles."

Wen Xi was stunned.

"Your second brother hasn't eaten dinner yet. Go and give him the noodles."

Chi Zhao stood up and looked down at the little girl who had just reached his chest height, "But you can't tell your second brother that I gave him the face. As long as you keep this secret, I can also let you keep the wound on your leg. ."

Wen Xi still looked stunned, but Chi Zhao didn't want to say too much. He turned and left. Wen Xi looked at his back for a while, then turned his eyes to look at the steaming but crude noodles.