Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

Zhang Chunliang was awakened by the system prompt.

But this time, it was the Holy Father System in his mind that had not spoken for a long time.

〖It is detected that the 'Seven-Leaf Orchid' tattoo drawn by the host is about to expire. Please recycle the prop in time.〗

All his sleepiness disappeared in an instant, and he suddenly turned over and sat up.

The Holy Father System had accumulated a lot of energy in the previous copy and underwent a second upgrade.

With Zhang Chunliang's permission, it independently chose the evolutionary direction that suits the direction of Game Home - derivative props.

In simple terms, Zhang Chunliang's tattoo can be materialized. The tattoo made with this effect will fall off from the flesh and blood after the effect disappears, and become a disposable prop with similar functions to the tattoo itself. The prop formed in this way can be used in any copy of the game home.

However, this function is extremely limited. Each time it is used to remove the tattoo, an additional 50 points of Father's Energy will be consumed. Moreover, within seven days, only one tattoo can have such a physical effect.

There is no other way - to have the guts to upgrade the function of this item is already a decision that goes against the ancestors for the cautious Holy Father system.

How much courage does it take for a smuggling system like this to dare to fleece the local snake Game Home...

In this copy, Zhang Chunliang used this function for the first time on He Anyi's "Seven-Leaf Orchid".

He calculated the time and found that there were still two hours left until the time when he got the tattoo seven days ago.

This means that He Anyi will die completely in two hours.

He subconsciously looked in the direction of Zhang Yuan and found that He Anyi had regained her mobility and was behind a tree, helping Zhang Yuan massage his arms, which were tied tightly and had no blood circulation.

Zhang Yuan tried very hard, bending his body and pursing his lips to remove the tape on his mouth. He turned his head to look at He Anyi, but He Anyi ignored him and just lowered her head, holding his swollen and purple hand in her own and kneading it.

She raised her eyelids and saw Zhang Chunliang walking towards them. He calmly reminded them, "It's a bit cold in the morning, put on some clothes."

Zhang Chunliang picked up his coat from the ground and glanced hesitantly at Zhang Yuan who was struggling slightly.

He Anyi didn't seem to understand his hint. She rubbed Zhang Yuan's arm for a while as if nothing had happened before leaving with him.

"I've thrown away the gun." He Anyi sat by the river, staring at her reflection, and told Zhang Chunliang, "I searched his body. He shouldn't have anything else that can hurt you."

"Is there anything else you want to do?" Zhang Chunliang stared at her and asked.

She had been unwilling to stay with Zhang Yuan for too long and always hid behind a tree…perhaps because her body had begun to swell and the corpse spots and rotten wounds on her face were getting bigger and bigger.

"Nothing else." He Anyi said, and after a while, she added: "This is good."

"He Anxin, does he really exist?" Zhang Chunliang looked at the sky and asked again.

"Well, maybe." He Anyi cheered up a little and told him: "Life was too hard before. I always felt that life was meaningless, so I began to fantasize that it would be great if a relative could be by my side and accompany me."

Zhang Chunliang avoided her gaze: "...I'm sorry."

"You're too honest. I'll feel guilty about this." He Anyi propped up her cheek and teased, "My mental state was so bad at the time that sometimes I would even...unconsciously talk to others about my 'sister'. They all thought I was crazy."

"I must be really crazy. Only that guy..." He Anyi curled her lips slightly, as if she wanted to turn her head to look at Zhang Yuan, but she held back, "That guy not only talked to me about my sister with great interest, but also bought two gifts for me."

"It's for my sister. I hope she likes it." Zhang Yuan, who was still very handsome and cheerful at that time, coughed a little embarrassedly, raised his hand and handed the thing to her.

He Anyi recalled Zhang Yuan in her memory, smiled and gestured with her hands: "That was the time when I ate the most, and I gained a lot of weight."

"There are many people who love you very much." Zhang Chunliang glanced at the countdown. There was still one hour before the tattoo expired. He couldn't help but speak a little faster, "Do you know Wu Feishui? This girl wanted to avenge you..."

"She didn't avenge me." He Anyi's smile faded, and she interrupted Zhang Chunliang and said in a very serious tone: "I did everything by myself. They were careless and didn't kill me, so I followed them here and took the opportunity to complete my revenge. Whether it was drugging or attracting the snake to kill Bai Yunliu, I did it all by myself."

He Anyi spoke this long paragraph very quickly, and she saw that Zhang Chunliang's eyes gradually became serious as he looked at her.

So she subconsciously wiped her face with her hands - she didn't know when black liquid began to flow out of her mouth and nose.

"In short, that's it. In order to escape punishment, I forced Wu Feishui to take the blame." He Anyi wiped the blood on the lawn lightly, raised her eyes again, and said to Zhang Chunliang word by word: "Later, I committed suicide out of fear of punishment and told you the truth."

Zhang Chunliang opened his mouth, wanting to tell her that he wouldn't be able to stay here for long and that he might not be able to fulfill her will.

He Anyi was prepared. She took out a piece of letter paper from her pocket and handed it to him.

The hand that was supposed to be used to depict the most beautiful scenery in the world had already become tattered, with rotten flesh falling off in pieces, revealing the blackened bones.

"Thank you." He Anyi said.

"Is there anything you want to say to him?"

Zhang Chunliang put away the letter and glanced at Zhang Yuan who was tied to a tree in the distance.

He Anyi deliberately chose an angle with her back to him, and even at this moment, she still did not turn her head away.

"Forget it." She said calmly, "Can you knock him out again?"

Zhang Chunliang stopped looking at her, stood up and walked towards Zhang Yuan.

Zhang Yuan was confused at first, then as if he realized something, he began to struggle violently.

He had been tied up for a whole day and had long since lost all his strength. But at this moment, he used his remaining strength to twist his body like crazy, and his bone joints made crisp crackling sounds.

Zhang Chunliang suddenly realized that He Anyi seemed to have not said a word to Zhang Yuan since she met him.

He looked at Zhang Yuan, who was in great pain and had layers of cold sweat on his forehead, and felt a little sorry for him, so he tore off the tape on his mouth.

He thought Zhang Yuan would have something to say to He Anyi - maybe he would beg her to look at him like a madman, or he might express his love to her madly and desperately, but Zhang Yuan suddenly became quiet.

He stammered twice, glanced at He Anyi in panic, then cleared his extremely hoarse throat and wanted to ask something - but he was worried that He Anyi would see Zhang Chunliang tearing off the tape for him, so he could only lower his voice and ask Zhang Chunliang quietly: "...Does it hurt her?"

Zhang Chunliang glanced at He Anyi and said, "She is already dead. A corpse has no sense of pain."

"Oh, oh, that's good." He lowered his head, then raised it hastily, looking at He Anyi carefully: "I won't say anything, let me see her."

Zhang Chunliang felt a little distressed and looked at the woman who was sitting on the shore in a daze not far away.

"...Brother, please." Zhang Yuan lowered his voice, his throat rolling violently twice. He repeated, "Brother, please."

So Zhang Chunliang dodged him. He thought that Zhang Yuan would not like being disturbed by outsiders at this time.

Zhang Chunliang sat back under the big rock, his mind unconsciously starting to wander, a scene emanating from his mind.

If all this had not happened, the "Zhang Chunliang" in the copy should have been quite happy. He would have a cousin who was a bit stubborn and irritable but had a good heart, and a sister-in-law who had a cold temper but actually treated him very gently.

If he accidentally angered his cousin and made him lose his temper, he would just have to quickly hide behind his cousin's wife and everything would be solved. The cold cousin's wife would stand in front of him with her arms folded coldly and scold his cousin: "Why are you angry with a child?"

The cousin's face turned red and he could only threaten him by glaring at him. However, due to his wife's authority, he had to reluctantly clean up the mess his cousin had made.

If nothing had happened, this is what the story would have been like.

"thump--"

Something fell into the water, so lightly that it didn't cause much ripples.

Zhang Chunliang slowly widened his eyes and sat up straight.

He lowered his head, staring blankly, without turning his head to see what was happening over there.

On the empty river beach, a hoarse cry of extreme grievance suddenly broke out.

Zhang Yuan seemed to want to let all the blood flow out of his eyes. He was shaking terribly and almost suffocated from crying. He leaned his head weakly against the tree and almost fainted.

He didn't resent He Anyi for bullying him like this at all.

He just felt so regretful that He Anyi didn't say a word to him until the last moment.