The system seemed to have not noticed Ji Congwu's stiff expression and continued to give the unlucky villain a scientific analysis:
"Also, someone has called your name and is heading here now."
Ji never closed his eyes, his eyelashes drooping on his eyelids, casting a pale and gloomy shadow.
He was silent for a moment, slowly exhaled a hot breath from his chest, and asked softly, "Is there any good news?"
The system particularly understands the current villain's feelings, and he probably wants to destroy the world.
After all, ever since he came into this world, he no longer had the status of a powerful villain.
It seems like the journey has never been smooth.
As a system, it is a bit unbearable.
"The person who clicked on you is not tall and looks like a weakling." The system said carefully.
For the villain who is currently extremely weak, this is good news, right?
As it spoke, it also broadcast the other party's image.
Unfortunately, the other person's gender is still: male.
By the way, the system gave Ji Congwu the information of this duck shop.
The city where Sang Luo is located is called Lola, which means indulgence and decadence on Zi Lan Star.
That's why Lola City is also called the City of Indulgence.
Compared with other cities, the entire city is more disordered, and the black market is the worst of it.
The black market occupies a separate area of Lola City.
Of the remaining four districts, the central area is the most prosperous and has the most places where one can indulge in pleasures.
There are three famous brothels in the central area, forming a three-legged tripod.
【paradise】
【Heaven】
【Night】
However, now "Night" is gradually weakening and seems to be about to be swallowed up by the first two. The situation is quite critical.
The fat man and his companion hurried down the mountain last night and headed to the black market.
Ji Congwu fainted, but the system did not.
It naturally watched the entire process and therefore understood the inside story.
The mission to blow up Sang Luo's house in the black market was issued by Ye Mu.
Because Sang Luo worked for Boss Yu of Paradise, he had more or less hindered the plans of Night many times.
Indirectly caused Yemu to suffer much greater losses.
Ye Mu hated Sang Luona so much that his teeth were itching.
Boss Yu from Paradise has many people around him and is difficult to deal with.
Sang Luo is different. Even though she has some powerful abilities, she is alone and easy to deal with.
However, Ye Mu soon discovered that all the assassination attempts against Sang Luo had ended in failure.
The people who were sent out disappeared from then on.
At the same time, Ye Mu was also afraid that if he made things too obvious, Sang Luo and the paradise behind her would find out that it was Ye Mu who did it.
After much thought, since assassination is impossible, then let's sabotage.
So I just used Baixiao Pavilion to issue a small task to blow up Sang Luo's house.
If it succeeds, it can disgust Sang Luo;
Secondly, if Sang Luo goes to investigate, it doesn’t matter, they would rather she go to investigate.
Ye Mu was fully prepared.
As long as she investigates, she will eventually find "heaven" by following the clues.
This is another trick hidden in the night, framing others.
With Sang Luo's personality, how could she tolerate her home being destroyed by "Paradise"?
"Paradise" and "Heaven" don't get along either. When a conflict breaks out between the two sides, it will be so pleasant to sit on the mountain and watch the fight at night.
Therefore, Ji Congwu was manipulated by Ye Mu and sold into "Paradise".
As for the fat and thin men, they thought there was a problem with the bomb because they had not completed their mission, but they kidnapped someone who was related to Sang Luo.
——Judging from his age, Sang Luo allowed him to live in the aircraft, so the relationship between the two sides must be very close.
It doesn't matter if the house wasn't blown up. If we make good use of this guy, maybe he can achieve better results.
The fat and thin man didn't stay in Baixiao Pavilion for long last night before someone came to take them away and took Ji Congwu in.
He also said that their mission had been completed and that they would be rewarded.
The two were surprised and happy. They were surprised that they didn't blow up the house, so how could they get the reward?
The good news is that they no longer have to take the risk of bombing to get their rewards, so they can have fun for a while.
The system watched helplessly as these two "naive idiots" happily got into the car with others.
The man was killed cleanly and efficiently while the car was on the way.
The system can't bear to watch it.
Before they died, both of them had expressions of disbelief, as well as anticipation and joy for the upcoming reward.
There is no such thing as a free lunch. These two people are not good people individually, but they are not necessarily bad either. At least they have a bottom line.
Compared to the people in the night, they are simply kind and cute.
Because the two of them did not finish off the villain, especially the thin one, who had more conscience than the fat one.
The system couldn't help but feel a little sad when it ended up like this.
Moreover, after knowing the cause and effect, the system realized that—
As long as someone accepts the task of blowing up Sang Luo's house, regardless of whether it is completed or not, the fate of the person who accepts the task has already been determined.
It summarized all this to Ji Congwu, giving him a general understanding of his current situation.
Ji Congwu naturally didn't care about the fate of the fat and thin men - even if the two were not killed, he would go to their homes and take them away personally after he escaped.
The system comforted him: "Maybe Sang Luo is coming to rescue you now."
The words themselves lack confidence and sound empty.
What if Sang Luo ignored the message it left in the recorder?
Or even if she knew that Ji had never encountered any misfortune, she would just ignore it because she thought it was too much trouble.
——That’s her style.
Ji Congwu obviously resonates with the system on this point.
Furthermore, he is the villain with the strongest force in the doomsday world, and he has to rely on a woman to save him when something happens... He himself cannot get over this.
A young man with a flushed face and a weak breath sat against the wall. His outstanding facial features made him look weak and broken, which was reflected by the cold and cramped environment around him. He was indescribably stunning.
It is easy to attract some perverted and evil hobbies.
For example, the customer who ordered Ji Congwu, his name is Jeff, and he is an old customer at the top of "Paradise".
His career has been going badly for a while and he hasn't been to heaven yet. Today he finally made some time and wanted to come and relax.
The service staff in "Paradise" are of all types and ages. It cannot be regarded as a duck restaurant, as people there are divided into different types.
Jeff likes the type that is more delicate and pretty, and he doesn't have any requirements on age. He originally ordered the one he liked before, but for some reason, he found her boring.
He is not the violent type of client. In most cases, he is quite gentle and does not have any strange likes and dislikes.
The key is that he is generous, whether it is tips given to heaven or personal tips given to the service staff, which is enough to make the service staff in heaven speak highly of him.
Seeing that he was not in high spirits and fearing to lose this top customer, the foreman manager brought out a photo album and said that a batch of new customers had arrived recently, and asked him to choose if there was anyone that suited his taste.
The service staff in the album range in age from teenagers to those in their thirties, all arranged according to Jeff's preferences.
They are all so weak that I feel pity for them.
Jeff flipped through the pages with little interest, and suddenly felt that these were all crappy and inferior items and were not worth the sight.
The more he flipped through the pages, the more annoyed he became. He had come here to relax, but it ended up making him feel even worse.
Just as I was about to throw it away, my fingers touched it and the album turned to the last page.
Jeff's eyes suddenly stopped and stuck to it.
The foreman quickly apologized.
The boy in the photo album had blood on his forehead, his eyes were closed, and his face was pale. He looked like a dead person.
The foreman was annoyed. This photo had just been sent in and had not been processed yet. How come it was in the album?
Unexpectedly, Jeff didn't listen to what the foreman said at all, and pointed directly at the person above him: "That's it."
Sometimes, "fate" is so strange.
Jeff was immediately attracted by the young man in the photo who seemed to be hanging by a thread. His eyes lit up and he could immediately tell the difference between him and the other people in the album.
The foreman was immediately embarrassed and said that the man was injured when he was sent here and has not woken up yet.
Jeff was puzzled: "Didn't you ask a doctor to treat him?"
The foreman saw that this big customer was interested and didn't dare to hide it, so he said awkwardly: "I'm too busy, I haven't had time yet..."
Jeff stood up suddenly and said, "Go call the doctor and come with me. All the expenses will be charged to my account."
Now that you've said that, is there anything you can't agree to?
The foreman immediately made arrangements, and soon a doctor was sent to accompany Jeff to where the boy was.
On the way, Jeff asked the foreman: "What's his name?"
The foreman had no idea that the person was sent here early this morning. He had been unconscious and was dying.
Heaven is not a charity club. They simply treated his wounds and left it at that. Whether he can survive depends on his luck.
If you survive, you will be a new person in heaven.
If they don't survive, we'll just wrap them in a body bag and throw them somewhere.
But this answer couldn't be told to big customers. The foreman rolled his eyes, thinking about Jeff's previous preferences, and quickly came up with an idea:
"His name is Bai Lian. He's still young, and he's lucky to be chosen by you. That's great! I wonder how many people envy him."
Jeff raised his chin slightly and accepted the flattery arrogantly.
…
The system passed on the information he learned about Jeff to Ji Congwu.
Overall, Jeff looks easy to deal with, without exaggerated muscles, and is about 1.7 meters tall.
The temperament is relatively "gentle".
This was carefully selected by the system.
Why did Ji Congwu’s photo suddenly appear in the album?
Of course it did.
The purpose was to attract Jeff's attention, so that there would be a chance to find a doctor to treat Ji Congwu's injuries.
It is also very painstaking.
——However, the truth of this matter must be rotten in the code, and the villain must not know it.
If the villain knew that it was it that deliberately made the "customer" click on "him", even if he understood that it had good intentions... he would probably want to grind it to dust.
So, let me keep my achievements and fame hidden.
The system thought considerately.
…
Jeff and his group arrived.
The iron gate opened, and the sound it made was particularly harsh in the silence.
Jeff looked closely at the frail yet stunning young man and felt that the trip was worth it. He immediately shouted to the doctor, "Check his wound!"
The doctor had been instructed in advance and immediately came forward with the medicine box.
The system sensed that Ji Congwu should have accumulated a little strength by now, and fearing that he might suddenly attack and kill, it quickly warned:
"Let's wait and see what happens. This financial sponsor seems to be a good person, so I'll use him to treat my injuries first."
It was so anxious that even its "financial backer" came out.
Ji Congwu closed his eyelids quietly, as if he didn't hear it.
The doctor took out an injection, and Jeff said that all expenses would be charged to his account, and the medicine used was naturally good.
This is a powerful healing agent that can be used on external injuries to accelerate wound healing.
The healing agent also has an anesthetic effect.
After the powerful healing agent was injected, the doctor gave the patient an injection of fever-reducing agent, and finally an injection of nutritional supplement.
After three injections, the boy's pale face regained some color at a speed visible to the naked eye. Although he was still weak, he no longer looked like he was on the verge of death.
Jeff breathed a sigh of relief and gave another order: "Send him to my room."
As a client of his level in heaven, he naturally enjoyed the right to temporarily stay in a private room.
The foreman had already considered that Jeff would have Ji Congwu sent to his room, so he had someone ready with a cart.
Soon, a cart came over, and in front of everyone, the still unconscious boy was moved from the claustrophobic and cold environment to a magnificent private box.
"Why hasn't he woken up yet?" Jeff looked at the boy and asked the doctor.
The doctor replied cautiously, "His external injuries aren't serious, but they're primarily to the brain. It's unclear if there are any internal problems. Only by sending him to the hospital and getting a specialized scan can we determine his current condition."
When the system heard this, it was delighted: "The opportunity has come. As long as we send you to the hospital, we can find a chance to escape."
Jeff frowned.
He was interested in the boy, but it was enough for him to be healed by the doctors in heaven.
Sending him to the hospital for examination and treatment is too high-profile.
Jeff said, "Then wait a little longer."
The foreman and the doctor left tactfully.
Jeff and the boy on the bed were immediately the only ones left in the room.
Jeff poured himself a glass of red wine, shook the glass slightly, stood by the bed, and looked down at the boy from all angles.
It's like admiring some kind of exquisite work of art.
Although he was still asleep, he was already in a very happy mood. It was hard to describe the feeling of finding a treasure in a pile of garbage.
Jeff drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, then went to the bathroom. After a while, the sound of water was heard.
Ji Congwu opened his eyes and turned over to sit up.
The fever-reducing injection was very effective. The boiling blood in his body calmed down, and his limbs, which had become weak due to the high fever, gradually regained strength.
The wound on my head was anesthetic, so I couldn't feel the pain from the nerve pulling.
Only the sequelae of the concussion in the brain had not disappeared - Ji Congwu felt dizzy and his vision suddenly went black from time to time.
But no matter what, he regained his strength and was no longer a lamb to be slaughtered.
The system doesn't understand the industry he is in now.
The sponsor didn't even mention forcibly waking him up, leaving him unconscious, and he didn't show any ill intentions...
Wouldn’t it be nice to take this opportunity to lie in bed and recover for a while?
It gives earnest advice and offers feasible suggestions:
"Given your current physical condition, even if you leave this room, you won't be able to leave heaven."
"Didn't I show you the entire layout of heaven? It's heavily guarded, and you can't do anything about it."
"We can outsmart him. Jeff is actually a pretty good guy. He has feelings for you right now, so you can use him to leave Heaven openly. Then Jeff will be alone, and you can do whatever you want with him."
…
The system felt like it had talked itself dry, but the villain ignored it and left it alone there for a long time.
“…”
Who am I doing this for!
The sound of water coming from the bathroom continued, and Ji Congwu swallowed his dry and sore throat.
He looked around, took a clean glass from the wine cabinet, poured himself a glass of water and drank it.
After drinking a glass of water, the remaining heat in his body was removed and his breathing became stronger.
The drooping eyelids obscured the gradually inhuman dark red at the edge of the pupil.
The terrifying and chilling murderous intent lingered around his body as if it were tangible.
He said to the system coldly: "Find weapons."
system:"……"
Ha! You ignored me just now, but now you want my help. Do you know how to ask for help?
It won’t do that!
However, at this moment, the water in the bathroom stopped running, and when the system "looked" over, Jeff had already finished his shower.
Looking at the big villain's weak appearance as if he has not recovered from a serious illness, it is obvious that he is determined to fight hard. If it does not help, the villain's chances of winning are uncertain.
The system gritted its teeth and kept repeating to itself, "I am a professional system and I must have professional qualities."
After brainwashing myself in this way, I finally let go of my anger towards the villain: "There's a gun in the bottom drawer on the left."
Ji Congwu opened the drawer without hesitation and found more than one gun inside.
There are several types.
These guns look similar to the guns in Doomsday World, but their performance is much stronger.
The bullets inside can fire 24 shots in a row, and they will explode automatically after entering the human body.
A small handgun, comparable to a sniper rifle with long range and strong power in the doomsday world.
Ji Congwu had never used the gun in this world, but fortunately with the help of the system, he learned it quickly.
After installing the gun and pulling the safety pin, he turned off the light, and the room immediately fell into darkness.
Only a faint light came through the crack in the door from the direction of the bathroom.
Ji Congwu curled up in the large sofa by the window like a ghost.
At this moment, his body seemed to turn into an abyss, and all the dark sources in the room seemed to be swallowed by him.
Evil, cold, dangerous.
system:"……"
I have to say, the villain is really good at creating atmosphere.
By his own efforts, he managed to transform this scene into a horror film with a great sense of atmosphere.
...It felt a little sympathetic towards Jeff.
Then the system learned from Ji Congwu's consciousness that his plan was to kidnap Jeff.
…
Jeff obviously didn't know what was happening outside. He took a comfortable shower, wrapped a bath towel around his waist, and didn't rush out.
Instead, look at your hairline in the mirror.
Most men don’t pay much attention to their faces, but they pay a lot of attention to their hair. No one wants to be bald at a young age.
Jeff is no exception.
He thinks he is still young, successful and has a career, so naturally he has to pay more attention to his image.
Looking at his receding hairline and increasingly thinning hairline, Jeff rubbed his hair in annoyance.
I have tried many hair growth drugs and even visited a special hospital, but the effect is still not good.
The next step is whether he should consider getting a hair transplant.
Jeff picked up the small piece of wig he had taken off before taking a shower from the shelf and stuck it on his shiny forehead.
After putting on the wig, he instantly looked ten years younger.
There were also a lot of men's skin care products on the shelf, and Jeff put some on his face.
Maybe it’s an illusion, but I always feel that the effect is good and I seem to look younger.
After looking at himself in the mirror for a while, Jeff's bad mood caused by his baldness was completely cured.
He turned and opened the bathroom door.
……Um?
Why are the lights outside off?
Jeff was puzzled for a moment, but didn't think much about it. With the light coming from the bathroom, he could just make out the shadows cast by the objects in the room, so he wasn't completely blind.
At this moment, the phonograph in the room suddenly made a creaking sound - it was the sound of automatic startup and a little stuck.
Jeff frowned and cursed.
He thought the phonograph was malfunctioning.
The lights went out probably because of a malfunction.
There was actually such a problem with his room. Was all the money he spent in heaven wasted?
Jeff's anger rose sharply.
In fact, he doesn't often lose his temper and is very good at controlling himself.
At this moment, Jeff didn't know whether it was because the room was too dark or the sound made by the phonograph when it was stuck was too strange, but he couldn't hide his anger.
At the same time, I felt an inexplicable urge to leave the room.
It's all because of that damned phonograph and this damned darkness.
Jeff roared in his heart as he walked towards the light controller.
——The gloomy darkness is the easiest way to give rise to fear in your heart without you even realizing it.
Jeff added the pace of turning on the lights.
Gah——
The sound of the phonograph tape suddenly disappeared, replaced by a sad voice, chanting an incomprehensible tune in a mournful manner.
At the same time, the lights in the entrance hall began to flicker: sometimes on and sometimes off.
Jeff: “…”
Before he could react, the next second, the tone of the voice changed strangely into a sweet and smiling voice:
"Welcome to my channel, dear Mr. Jeff, what are you most afraid of in your life?"
The sudden appearance of a female voice made Jeff realize that this was a special program organized by the staff of heaven.
The sweet female voice eased his sudden tension, but he was very unhappy and was about to say something.
The sweet voice from the phonograph did not wait for him to speak, but continued with a smile:
"Mr. Jeff is the epitome of bravery and kindness. I believe you must be more courageous than others, but..."
Her tone suddenly changed, becoming gloomy and subtle, like being splashed with ice water in extremely cold weather.
"Mr. Jeff, please don't turn around. Please, please, please, please don't turn around."
Jeff clearly felt his body become stiff, and a thought subconsciously crossed his mind: Why can't I turn around?
The female voice on the phonograph started to giggle and then turned into a quiet soliloquy:
"Mr. Jeff must not know that there is someone sitting on the sofa behind him...um...what is that..."
Jeff trembled all over as if he had been electrocuted, and all the hairs on his body stood up at this moment.
——In that instant, I didn’t know what was going through my mind.
Then he turned around reflexively.
With a snap, the lights came on brightly and Jeff closed his eyes because of the sudden bright light.
But when he closed his eyes, he vaguely saw... there seemed to be a person on the sofa.
...It's a human.
I wish it were human.
Jeff's heart felt like it was on the most terrifying roller coaster, and his legs felt a little weak for a moment.
When he opened his eyes again and confirmed that it was a human, he breathed a sigh of relief.
...Anyone who is familiar with Jeff knows that Jeff is extremely afraid of ghosts.
The system selected Jeff while Ji Congwu was unconscious, so it naturally had a comprehensive understanding of his information.
As long as it can be searched online, the system can see it.
When Jeff came out of the bathroom, Ji Congwu let the system scare Jeff, and it worked on its own.
It turns out that being scary feels so good~~
Jeff tried his best to calm himself down. He had already recognized the person on the sofa. It was the boy he had his eyes on.
And the gun in his hand looked very familiar - it was his own.
The young man held the gun casually in his hand and tapped his knees nonchalantly.
He leaned back on the sofa, raised his eyelashes slightly, and there was a strange and dangerous dark red at the edge of his pupils. He glanced at Jeff casually.
Jeff felt a chill on his back, but he was not angry. Instead, his eyes were shining and he looked at the boy with an indescribable look.
He took the initiative to speak: "Just tell me what you want, I will do everything I can for you."
system:"……"
It subconsciously muttered, "Fuck, host, he's clearly obsessed with you!"
Hiss... The big villain actually has the charm that attracts both men and women.
The next second, the boy raised his wrist without any warning, and there was a slight "puff" sound.
Jeff felt a chill between his brows, his eyes widened in confusion, and he subconsciously raised his hand as if he wanted to touch it.
Then he fell limply onto the carpeted floor.
The system was caught off guard: “???”
It was stunned: "Didn't we agree to kidnap him?"
Ji Congwu opened his pale lips slightly and said faintly, "I changed my mind."
He stood up expressionlessly, walked to Jeff's body, and then, with the system screaming, shot Jeff's head.
Jeff's head instantly turned into a smashed watermelon, and the wig covering his forehead flew off.
The system took a deep breath. Fortunately...
It picked Jeff, who seemed to be a good guy - based on what he did.
But in fact, Jeff is not a good person.
He is a pervert who is very good at disguising himself.
He had several lives on his hands - several young men he liked very much died in his hands and were made into specimens and placed in his mansion.
He thought this was the perfect work of art.
Those who survived his hands and thought he was a good person were simply imperfect in his eyes and not worth attacking.
…
Ji Congwu took off Jeff's watch and prepared to call Sang Luo's number.
——His watch was destroyed.
Here comes the problem.
What's her contact number?
Ji Congwu: "..."
For so many days, he and Sang Luo had not exchanged contact numbers at all...
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