Rebirth System: Cultivating Villains

The little devil dragged his lame leg back to the backyard.

Jiang Jiang went to the mountain and carried back two bundles of firewood.

Hunted a pheasant.

The little devil is rummaging around the house.

Jiang Jiang put the firewood in the cowshed and carried the pheasant into the kitchen.

Quiet and silent.

She stood at the kitchen door and watched the little devil rummaging around inside, making a mess of the house.

His eyes were dark and cold.

The little devil, who found nothing, turned around slowly.

I was suddenly startled.

His lips twitched.

Trembling.

He stammered out two syllables, "What, what are you doing?"

His eyes were evasive and he slipped past Jiang Jiang along the wall.

He returned to the backyard and chopped wood obediently, keeping an eye on Jiang Jiang's every move from time to time, fearing that Jiang Jiang would pull out a knife and kill him.

He seemed to be standing in the yard chopping wood, but in fact he was preparing an escape route at any time.

Jiang Jiang has been on guard against the little devil ever since he entered the house.

All the pots, pans, and various tools in the house were put into Jiang Jiang's system backpack.

Take it out when you want to use it.

The bricklayer finished his work, carried his tools and said goodbye to Jiang Jiang, as he had to rush to the next house.

When Jiang Jiang was paying the bricklayer his wages, the little devil was drooling in the yard.

After the bricklayer left, the little devil quietly appeared behind Jiang Jiang, picked up a piece of wood, and smashed it down hard.

I was afraid that Jiang Jiang would not die.

Jiang Jiang was protected by the guards of Qiedai. The wood that the little devil swung down stopped a few millimeters away from Jiang Jiang. It couldn't be smashed down no matter what. It was like it was suspended in mid-air. The little devil thought that Jiang Jiang had some evil magic. He threw away the wood in fear and fled back to the backyard.

Chopping wood with trepidation.

Pretend nothing happened.

If it weren't for his body shaking like a sieve and his constantly dodging gaze, perhaps nothing would have happened.

Jiang Jiang sneered.

Boil water and kill the chicken.

The kitchen knife chopped off the pheasant's head with a clang.

The little devil touched his neck, as if it was his head that had been chopped off.

The blood on his neck, which was scratched in the morning, had dried. The sweat on his hand touched the wound, stinging him, and he quickly retracted his hand.

Jiang Jiang killed the chicken right in front of him.

After the boiling water was poured on it, the pheasant struggled a few times and its wailing became quieter and quieter.

The little devil shrank his head and dared not look.

He had never seen such a scene before.

His parents have always spoiled him.

He wants whatever he wants.

Do whatever you want.

Even if there is a hole in the sky, his parents will hold it up for him and protect him under their wings.

He never worried about anything.

Ever since he got addicted to gambling, his family has sold everything they had and is owing huge sums of money.

Both parents are dead.

I only have one sister left to depend on.

He looked down on this sister.

She was as skinny as a stick and extremely ugly. Even the beggars on the street looked better than her.

This sister made him be laughed at wherever he went.

She was also particularly useless, unable to pay off the small gambling debt he owed.

He really wanted to sell his sister to the casino like Ergou next door, so that he could get a lot of money to spend.

It's a pity that people in the casino look down on his sister.

He thinks his sister is ugly.

Without money, he was kicked out of the casino by his brothers every day.

My sister didn't go looking for him either.

Has she forgotten what her parents told her?

Didn’t we agree to take good care of him?

Why didn't you go to see him for so many days?

When he was kicked out of the casino again, he returned home.

He wanted to see what his sister was doing.

He wanted to ask her why she didn't come to him.

After so many days, she should have saved a lot of money, and she can use the money to get by for a few more days.

He was dreaming his own beautiful dream.

But my sister beat him up, even more harshly than the people in the casino.

There was a murderous look in his eyes that he couldn't understand, as if he really wanted to kill him.

He had never seen a look like that before.

It makes people feel creepy when they see it.