Program 2

"My daughter is so miserable! You damn murderer! You killed my daughter just like that! Damn little bitch! What kind of a slut are you to give birth to someone like you! Your whole family is a bunch of sluts who have been fucked up! Do you know that we only have this one daughter?"

The middle-aged couple who received money from the program production team to have their daughter killed and then came to accuse her of witchcraft cried and wailed, swearing viciously.

The best a common man can do to outwit the upper class is to make him feel uncomfortable with these almost unbelievably crude and vicious words.

Their living environment makes them naturally good at this.

They first assumed that Wu Ci's parents, who were nowhere to be found, and Wu Ci were lewd and low-class sex workers and third parties who interfered with other people's relationships. Then they used various methods and things to put Wu Ci's entire family down to the lowest level, criticizing their upbringing, behavior, and style based on their appearance, trampling on their dignity and personality.

Behind the iron bars of the detention room, Wu Ci, whose body was covered with wounds from being beaten in the detention center, listened silently.

Even though he had been working in society for a long time, he had rarely heard such vulgar words, and he didn't even react when he first heard them. Because people always wear a mask to maintain their status, as long as they don't have a falling out, they will never be so superficial and direct...

Yes, "superficial and direct" is such an inappropriate word used by Wu Ci.

Please forgive me, the truth is, the education he received from childhood to adulthood does not allow him to recall those words that can be easily cursed by rude people. Even if he is not wrong, he can only keep silent.

For the sake of ratings, the law enforcement officer in the guard room secretly opened the iron door. The middle-aged couple rushed in. The man slapped Wu Ci in the face with a palm-leaf fan, which he used to do rough work for many years.

Wu Ci was only tolerant and apologetic towards the couple who had lost their daughter, and he did not shy away. The woman's long nails rushed up and pulled his hair fiercely, leaving bloody marks on all the exposed skin.

The camera quietly records everything and broadcasts it live for people to applaud.

Soon, Wu Ci was dragged away again.

[What a mess…]

[I am totally stunned by the scolding. How about beating him harder and make him commit a crime right away? I really don’t want to see him being bullied like a dumpling and pretending to be a saint! It’s annoying just to watch!]

[Isn’t this witch’s speech too much? He just accepts it when you make him angry?]

[How about taking turns first? Some physical and mental humiliation?]

[I want to see a different expression on his face... maybe his eyes would look better when he cries. I just like to see other people suffer.]

The host replied aptly, "Our program uses the latest live broadcast mode. Everyone can choose what to do with the contestants. We will immediately implement the bullet screen with a high number of likes, ensuring that everyone has an absolute sense of real participation!"

As soon as the words fell, barrages of malicious and entertaining comments flashed across the screen one after another.

Obviously, the one with the highest number of likes

——[Let him cry, want to see his pretentious face reveal an ugly face]

Several guards in disciplinary uniforms came in with electric batons in hand. They were tall and strong, and their muscles almost made the disciplinary uniforms burst.

This is a prison guard specially selected by the program team. He has a sense of oppression and is the best at torturing bad people. Just standing there and contrasting with the skinny Wu Ci is very effective for the program.

In previous live broadcasts, they had already tried beatings and painful punishments, but it had no effect on the stubborn contestant Wu Ci. He always had a calm and expressionless look, silently allowing others to do whatever they wanted without even a scream, or the desire to fight, and was unwilling to utter a simple beg for mercy.

This was a very strange thing. As an orphan who had struggled in society, Wu Ci seemed to have undergone special and rigorous training. He maintained a good and elegant manner no matter what the situation. Even when he was electrocuted, the expression on his face would not change, and he would not even have any physiological twitches.

He was so decent that the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't get enough of it.

This time they decided to try a different approach.

Several prison guards lifted Wu Ci, who was sitting in a corner with his legs bent, and began to tear off his clothes. In order to let the audience see the tears they wanted to see, they pressed Wu Ci to the ground and turned his face straight towards the direction of the hidden camera.

It's lust.

Wu Ci thought that this was human lust, and it was normal for people to vent their lust on the weak. But he thought that he should accept the sacred and fair judgment of the law, instead of allowing these prison guards to use "lynching" here.

Yes...it will bring guilt to their body and soul, and it is also against the law, and they may lose their job because of it.

What's more...Wu Ci saw that most of these men had rings on their ring fingers.

So Wu Ci gently patted the prison guard who was holding his waist and trying to lift his thighs, and whispered in a hoarse voice after not speaking for a long time, "Please don't do this, gentlemen. If your superiors find out, you may be fired. I think your wives certainly don't want you to do such a thing. Since you are married, you should be loyal to her instead of being controlled by desire. Besides, I think this body has neither the plumpness and slenderness of a woman, nor the strong body worship that makes men surrender and covet, so there is nothing worth your enjoyment."

His words caused the prison guards to laugh.

"What is this kid talking about? He's talking nonsense!"

"Haha! He can't even protect himself, and he's still worried about my job. Is he trying to play tricks on me? I'm clearly working hard!"

"It's so funny! He even deliberately said that he is not funny! I can tell he is so cool just by looking at him!"

A young prison guard squatted down, patted Wu Ci's face with the back of his hand, and sneered contemptuously, "Let me tell you, kid, that woman died because she was sold out by her parents. She was killed by the Sky Group. You are just a toy sent in by the big shots! Let us train you and send you over!"

"What... did you say?" Wu Ci was silent for a moment, as if he was checking something. His gaze slowly shifted, and finally, to the hidden camera.

Was there someone... watching him from behind the camera, watching his suffering, and taking pleasure in it?

He finally put aside the guilt and discovered the malicious presence. He said in a suppressed voice, "...You guys, are you kidding me?"

"You are the one being played!"

After years of job hunting experience, Wu Ci forced himself to smile, but it was a very forced smile. “Did I… did I do something wrong?”

[Wow, you know it, you know it! But... you are the one being played!]

[How interesting! Would such a saintly person really be so angry that he would cry?]

[Haha, his tone makes me feel so good. This live broadcast is so stress-relieving, right? Just play with you! What can you do?]

Bullet screen after bullet screen, the prison guards also grinned, "We're playing with you, what can you do? You didn't do anything wrong, but who called you a low-class person?"

Wu Ci, whose body was covered with scars from wolf-like wounds, was stunned, and the forced smile on his face froze.

“…So, is that how it is?” He lowered his eyes slightly, his eyelashes were covered with dust from the ground, and his expression could not be seen clearly.

"In that case, then I...I...I...please forgive me, I cannot accept it."

There was a sound of chains colliding, and the handcuffs that bound Wu Ci's hands were immediately turned around and tightened around the alert neck that was pressing down on him!

Spinal fracture! Asphyxiation and strangulation!

Everything happened in an instant. Before the body of the prison guard who was first operated on fell to the ground, there was a sound of dislocated finger bones, and Wu Ci's hands were freed from the handcuffs.

He raised his hands and clenched his fists, and the handcuffs turned into brass knuckles, rushing straight into the young prison guard's face!

The bloody eyeballs and nose bridge made the face sunken in the center of the head, and the neck and brain were even twisted under the huge impact!

The other prison guards were also specially selected by the program team. They were battle-hardened and experienced. They reacted immediately, picked up electric batons and rushed forward!

Wu Ci raised his leg and kicked straight forward, clearing a gap.

An electric baton belonging to the prison guard flew out of his hand. He hooked his toes, the iron chain on his ankle vibrated, and he kicked across with a whip-like kick!

With a click, the chain on the ankle was released at some point. The maximum power of the current was transmitted along the whipping iron chain, and the remaining kinetic energy of the iron chain could sweep through!

Wu Ci retracted his legs, no longer restrained, and the prison guards around him all fell to the ground. The positions of the two parties in the previous two seconds were reversed at this moment.

[Fuck, that was fast! What just happened?]

[It only took one second! How did he get rid of the handcuffs? What did I touch on his sensitive spot that made him suddenly jump up! It was so scary!]

[What a great strength! This punch could kill 100 of me!]

[Isn't Wu Ci a Saint Father character? How did he kill people? He killed ten specially selected and battle-hardened prison guards in just three seconds!]

[Mad! Mad! How could he really kill someone!]

[Fuck, how come he is so skilled? It's scary to think about it, will the program team choose a real criminal to participate in the program?]

Wu Ci couldn't see the chaos in the bullet screen, he just turned his back to the camera and brushed the dust off his body.

His shirt had just been torn off, leaving his upper body naked, revealing his back muscles covered with fresh scars. The pale skin was covered with bloodstains, which were not noticeable on his black trousers.

Those injuries were left on him because of his tacit consent without resistance. Thinking about it now, it was really stupid.

Wu Ci picked up his torn white shirt, shook off the dust, and simply tore it into even more tattered strips to wrap up the more serious wounds to avoid bleeding when he left later.

His movements were slow, efficient, and extremely aesthetic. After completing the simple bandaging, he didn't care about the camera and directly stripped off the prison guard's clothes and put them on himself.

When he turned around, his entire temperament had changed greatly under his deliberate control. He looked completely different from before. If the camera had not live-streamed the entire process, no one would have believed that this was the same person.

Wu Ci put on a prison police hat and pulled the brim down, revealing only his pale chin.

He approached the camera, put his slender index finger in front of his lips, and spoke softly without any anger or resentment, "Since you want to play around, and even manipulate my life by framing me... then, I will accompany you to the end. I sincerely hope that you, as a superior person, can control the situation."

He crushed the camera and whispered:

"Please hide well and don't let me find you. I believe you know that I am a lunatic and I will not hold back when I attack you. Be careful or I will kill you during the game."