How to survive by dressing as a villain male

Zhou Ci recovered a bit just now, and after "friendly and peaceful" negotiations with Zhou Yang, he drove the two cheap brothers away, and then turned and went upstairs to find his own children.

But I looked around and couldn't find it.

It wasn't until he searched from room to room for more than ten minutes that the housekeeper finally trembled and reported him with trepidation that the new bastard almost killed his favorite slave in the dungeon.

Zhou Ci didn't even finish listening to the words, and ran to the dungeon dragging his still aching body, joking, which of the slaves under the original owner hadn't become psychopathic under his long-term torture, making Zhou Qiyue and their wild How dangerous it is for dogs to stay together!

He trotted all the way, and when he pushed the door open, there was still sweat on his forehead from anxiety.

The scene he saw when he opened the door seemed to give him a blow to the head——

Eight slaves fell to the side, twitching their limbs in pain, and the remaining one was held down by Qiyue.

It was obvious that Zhou Qiyue was bullied more than enough by the nine eyeless slaves.

The child was covered in blood, and even the ends of his black hair were stained with sticky blood. He was holding a small knife in his hand. The blade had almost turned into a red blood blade, and the original color of the blade could not be seen clearly.

The child's animal pupils stood erect, as if the air filled with bloody smell was also chilled, staring at the man full of holes under him.

The slave beneath him was apparently dead.

Zhou Ci's heart trembled.

After all, he is a native of the earth for more than 21 years in the 20st century. Even though he is a doctor and has seen many human lives, this is the first time he has seen a living person killed.

It was wrong to kill people, but it was clear in front of his eyes that it was these slaves who took the initiative to attack him. This could only be said to be self-defense.

After all, others have hurt you, so you can't sit still, let alone the protagonist who has been a slave for more than ten years and understands this truth deeply.

Zhou Ci slowly regained his composure, and was just about to step forward.

He suddenly noticed with sharp eyes that there was something tightly hugged in the child's arms, which was airtight, as if it was very precious.

Zhou Qiyue's cold and unmechanized eyes were not bright at all. He raised the knife in his hand high, as if he wanted to give the slave under him another heavy blow——

Zhou Ci panicked, self-defense is self-defense, we can't whip the corpse.

"July--"

Zhou Qiyue trembled, and the knife fell from her loose hand to the ground naturally.

His pupils contracted slightly, and the obedient dog eyes that usually look at him are now wide open, filled with disbelief and despair.

Zhou Ci stared blankly for a while.

Such eyes are almost instantaneous, like a big hand holding Zhou Ci's heart, making the tip of his distressed nose a little sour.

Zhou Ci frowned and knocked open the door to the frightened guards, and walked lightly towards Qiyue.

The child knelt and sat among a group of prostrate slaves, as if trapped in a sea of ​​corpses. The blood from the tattered slave who was stabbed by a knife almost stained the black floor.

Qi Yue didn't dare to look Zhou Ci's eyes at all, and just waited almost sluggishly.

It's like waiting for a delay.

Seeing Qiyue like this, Zhou Ci frowned even more.

The wound he just healed last night finally gained some trust, and the protagonist’s eyes also became a little angry. Today, it seems that he was beaten overnight before liberation. The child’s eyes are more serious than when he first saw him. Like a pool of stagnant water.

The closer he got, the more he found that the child seemed to be surrounded by a dead body, his body was trembling violently, and the corners of his eyes were drooping, like an abandoned puppy—this made Zhou Ci feel very uncomfortable.

It wasn't until Zhou Ci walked almost one meter before July that Zhou Qiyue suddenly woke up.

His whole body trembled, and he dragged his body slowly backwards with his hands and feet.

don't...don't...

Zhou Qiyue thought desperately.

Please, don't see me like this in this situation.

I'm miserable, I'm dirty, I'm guilty...

Zhou Ci didn't know why, so she just wanted to hold the child in her arms and comfort her gently. At this time, seeing Zhou Qiyue shrinking back, she couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

He paused, and took a few steps forward tentatively.

The child reacted even more, almost as if fleeing, and quickly retracted into his own cage, like a snail returning to its fragile protective shell.

He saw a long trail of blood trailing out from under his body when he returned to the cage, and even more frightened, he retreated directly to the corner.

The little black-haired, black-eyed slave curled up tightly, wrapping the scarf into his arms like a shellfish holding mussels, his eyes tightly closed.

"What is he hiding?" Zhou Ci stopped and asked the system frantically.

"I didn't rob him, didn't I, and it wasn't me who beat him, he had the guts to stab someone, wouldn't he have the guts to go back with me? Huh?"

The system is also very crazy: "You just let him stay here, are you stupid, huh? Do you know that it is a very important plot for him to be abused by you in this prison! You can't let him out ah!"

"I think you are stupid!" Zhou Ci angrily clicked the block.

Just kidding!Is he crazy or the system is crazy, how could he let such a little child stay in this shitty place for the next three years, he is a human being!Human!

Turning the perspective to the child who was still curled up, Zhou Ci's heart softened instantly.

He gave Zhou Qiyue a little time, stood still and did not approach anymore, and waited for a while.

Zhou Qiyue waited for a long while but did not hear Zhou Ci's furious voice. She tremblingly opened her eyes, raised her head slightly, and found that Zhou Ci was still standing where she was, with a pair of sea-like green eyes quietly looking at him.

Just like the day they met.

Zhou Qiyue's eyes instantly became moist.

He propped himself up and stood up, wiped his eyes fiercely with his hand, but stained his fair cheeks with blood.

Blood dripped slightly from his body, and his eye sockets were the same color as the blood on his body. He choked up and rushed forward, almost desperately throwing himself into Zhou Ci's arms.

Zhou Ci tightly hugged the child who was a full head shorter than him, and sighed slightly in his heart.

He patted the child's back lightly with his hands, and murmured comforting words: "...There is no idiot more stupid than you,"

He felt that July now resembled the cat he had when he was a child.

He has two cats, one is bought, and they are very annoying to everyone. Every time he sees people, he will howl and scream. When the family members come home, they will stick to their bodies like a sticker;

The other one he picked up by chance from the trash can was dirty and sick. When he got close to it at first, he barked his teeth and claws. No one believed him. Zhou Ci took the risk of being scratched and sent it to the pet hospital. Watching him regain his health little by little, healed his illness, and bought him a bunch of delicious food in the hospital, but Maomao still ignored him and looked very indifferent.

At that time, he thought that if he had a cat, he would not need it. On the day the cat he picked up was discharged from the hospital, he went to his friend's house to give it to a friend. But at that time, the cat was uncharacteristically meowing indifferently Heart-piercing, the eye sockets were even moist, and he tried his best to pull Zhou Ci. The friend smiled and said that he couldn't have the cat, so Zhou Ci had to accept it.

When he left his friend's house, the kitten kept huddling in his arms, purring, as if Zhou Ci abandoned it... just like the current July.

What Zhou Ci likes more in his heart is actually the cat he picked up in the trash can.

"Don't think about Major General Ben in the future, just tell me if you encounter anything, I... I will be by your side."

"Steamed...?" Zhou Qiyue only understood a little bit.

He looked up at Zhou Ci with red eyes, and then at the dead slave.

"But, he is dead..."

When he attacked the slave, he heard the group of guards outside the door exclaiming, saying, that slave is the little prince's heart, and a black-haired bastard like him can't be exchanged, saying... ...

Zhou Qiyue's thoughts were interrupted.

His lowly black hair, stained with countless blood, symbolized ominous, painful, and slavish black hair was covered by Zhou Ci's palm.

Then, rub it lightly.

Zhou Ci: "I don't care, anyway, you were selected by the major general, you are the best."

He lowered his eyes and looked at Zhou Qiyue's arm. Although the wound was grim, it was certainly not a big problem for the protagonist who had been seriously injured for a long time. Coupled with his special physique, he was almost healed now .

Looking at it again, it turned out that the silly child's life-like thing was an old scarf he had given away unintentionally.

Zhou Ci sighed deeply, suppressing the sour depression in his heart.

The child is too easy to be satisfied, and it is too easy to remember others' kindness to him, which makes him always feel that what he has done is insignificant, and what he has done is not enough for the child's gratitude to him.

Zhou Ci held Qiyue's hand tightly, turned around and walked out of the dungeon.

He didn't say a word, but he frightened the guards and servants more than he said thousands of angry words.

The system finally unlocked the silence, and yelled: "You little thing! You engage in sneak attacks! You can't afford it! What kind of bullshit operation are you doing! Tell me how you will go through the plot in the future, and the protagonist will be broken by you for three years!" |The days and nights of grinding were eaten by dogs!"

Zhou Cizai held the child's hand carefully, lamented in his heart that he was too thin, and absently replied to the system: "First of all, what is our ultimate goal for coming here?"

Hearing Zhou Ci's calm expression, the system couldn't help but feel a little guilty: "...Follow the plot, let the protagonist successfully revolt and survive, and let the Zerg continue to multiply."

"That's enough. Since the ultimate goal is this, no matter how it collapses in the middle, it will be fine if the ending is round."

The system flipped through the system rules, and after a while: "...that's right."

It scratched its head: "But here is the explanation, the minimum indicator for the villain is to have contact with the protagonist every day."

Zhou Ci raised her eyebrows, it's easy to say, it's just contact......

System: "You need to use objects to touch. The villain has a cleanliness habit. According to the human design, you can't touch it directly."

It paused, and looked at Zhou Ci, who was holding the protagonist's hand tightly, with complicated eyes.

One worm and one system slowly chatted to the second bedroom next to Zhou Ci's master bedroom.

"You will have to live here from now on. You are the major general's worm. No one is allowed to bully the major general's stuff. Come to me if you have anything to do. This is an order." Zhou Ci said to Zhou Qiyue.

Zhou Qiyue didn't understand it very well, she only knew "find me".

There was light in his eyes, and he nodded heavily.

Zhou Ci looked at the scarf that the child was still holding tightly, and touched the child's head: "I have used this scarf, if you like it, you can change it..." Before he could finish speaking, July shook her head heavily, seeming to resist.

Zhou Ci smiled and wanted to follow him.

He gave a few more instructions, watched Qiyue reluctantly look at him several times, and reluctantly walked into the bathroom.

There's too much blood on him to wash off his pretty bugs.

Zhou Ci watched Qiyue enter the bathroom gently, and when he turned around, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

He pushed open the door of July's bedroom expressionlessly and came to the corridor.

The villa was as quiet as death.

Zhou Ci moved his wrist slightly, and the corner of his mouth raised an arc.

Didn't he say that the little prince is unruly and willful, domineering? I can't let these bugs who bully my children down!

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Replace your own child with your own wife~~~ I hope everyone can comment more, it’s really painful to stand alone, and every comment will be answered, come and interact with the stupid and cute author~~ (waving a handkerchief)