I am the villain on the infinite set [Infinite]

Fang Hao fell to the ground and twitched non-stop, blood choked into his throat due to the silent cry of pain, his whole body was like a fish fried alive in hot oil, struggling for the last time.

But Zhuo Yu didn't look at him again, but turned his eyes to the front door, that tall monster with a crocodile head like a hill.

He moved.

The weird man lifted his ax and walked slowly to Zhuo Yu's side. The almost inhuman figure brought a strong sense of oppression. Zhuo Yu could already smell the faint corpse odor from the crocodile head and the unique smell of tanned leather.

Zhuo Yu wanted to stand up, but his legs didn't work at all.

The BOSS squatted down, just quietly staying beside Zhuo Yu, like a silent marble statue.Then, he stretched out his powerful right hand and firmly pinched Zhuo Yu's neck.

Zhuo Yu didn't act rashly, he knew that the BOSS was watching him, and killing a disabled disabled person was just a matter of moving his fingers.His life was held in the hands of the god of death, which was an exciting experience he had never had before, and the trembling feeling of walking on the edge of danger almost made him addicted.

Like an antelope whose neck is held by a lion, like a doe bound by a giant python, the direction of fate has been firmly controlled by predators.

Zhuo Yu didn't hide, nor did he exhaust his energy just to stay away from the monster like Fang Hao.He was betting that his identity was related to the boss, and he would not be killed.

Excitement was ignited in his blood, and with this rare silence, Zhuo Yu boldly observed the other party in reverse.

He believed that Zhou Wu and others must have regarded this boss as a monster with a crocodile head, but at such a close distance, he could see that the huge crocodile head was just a mask of the boss.

The mask was old, and the scales looked dry. On the lower jaw, some leather materials had been damaged, revealing the man's firm chin.Those blue eyes also belonged to human beings, and they were so calm that they didn't have any normal human emotions. After looking at them for a long time, they even shuddered, as if being sucked into a bottomless deep lake by a whirlpool.

And the overalls he was wearing couldn't be said to fit well, it wrapped his fit body very tightly, and there were dots of old blood on it, which might have been taken from a victim.

The man's low panting sound through the mask became more and more obvious in the quiet air. Zhuo Yu followed his protruding Adam's apple to see the slightly undulating chest emitting heat. He could hear the boss's low voice like a drumbeat. heartbeat.

Zhuo Yu unconsciously swallowed the rush of primitive hormones.

The instinct of a creature when it is dying is a primitive impulse. Even moths that jump into the flames will expose their organs as much as possible before they die, and emit attractive pheromones to attract their mates at the last moment of life.

Therefore, Zhuo Yu took the initiative to break the silence.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're really sexy?"

The BOSS's hand froze.

"Baby, your figure is better than Magic Mike's stripper. Even if you're not a murderer, you can make everyone scream for you." Zhuo Yu smiled and showed his hidden canine teeth: "I want to do it for you right now." screamed."

Crocodile remained motionless, but his pupils constricted and dilated, as if he couldn't comprehend the scene in front of him.

Zhuo Yu directly covered the boss with his own hand, the bold action made the boss stiff again, he let go of his clenched right hand like an electric shock, and stared at Zhuo Yu in a daze.

This scene is completely weird. The terrifying character who used an ax to cut all the living people in half, causing the floor to overflow with viscera, seems to have been pressed at this moment. Under his huge body, half lying young and A beautiful frail young man.

The young man's eyes were wet, and he seemed to have all kinds of emotions inside, but he had no fear.

The man's silence was quickly interrupted by the movement upstairs. The sound of furniture moving was very obvious. He seemed to have been triggered by a certain nerve. He picked up the ax and wanted to go upstairs for a second kill.

The boss has left.The hall is a lot more spacious.

He was right.

Only then did Zhuo Yu realize that he seemed to have held his breath for a long time.

But it wasn't because of fear, or because he was so intimidated by oppression that he couldn't move, but...was shocked by the pure beauty.

He didn't lie to the boss.

There are countless horror characters in Zhuo Yu's works. Although they have unique personalities, they all have one thing in common, that is, they exude hormones belonging to predators, which makes many book fans question his sexual orientation.

They were right, Zhuo Yu would indeed be attracted to that type of men.And the man with the crocodile head just now happened to be the embodiment of his preference.Just like when he watched "NO.13 Friday" and "Moonlight Panic", what he admired was not the massacre of blood and stimulation, but the killer itself.

Violence, extraordinary size, and no ethics can bring people back to the period when civilization has not yet started in an instant. It can only make people think of sex, hunting, and ruthless domination and possession.

Zhuo Yu came back to his senses, pulled out the fork on the back of Fang Hao's hand, and used it to prop up his upper body by leaning on the floor.

He looked at the shards of glass on the floor, and there were countless faces with reddish complexions and moist eyes, obviously over excited.

Zhuo Yu calmed down the same beating heart, and then patted his "teammate" on the cheek.

Fang Hao was as angry as a gossamer, but he was still conscious. After the adrenaline subsided, a huge pain swept through his body, but he had lost even the strength to twist.

Zhuo Yu caught Fang Hao's attention by playing his tongue. Fang Hao's pupils were dilated, and he looked at the newcomer's face in confusion.

How is he not dead?Why is he not dead yet!

When he was dying, Fang Hao's distorted malice became even more uncontrollable. Why did he die instead of the crippled one!This kind of hatred has almost become the spiritual pillar for him to survive.

"I remember your character, the characteristic is tenacious vitality. Now it seems that the characteristic is not a good thing." Zhuo Yu played with the blood-stained silver fork, and his young face became a little gloomy: "It's better to die quickly , and less torture."

"Heh... ho ho..."

Fang Hao tried his best to focus his eyes. He wanted to shout, but he couldn't make a sound.This is wrong, Zhuo Yu is too wrong, he obviously curled up his lips as if he was smiling, but his eyes were so menacing and scary, as if in his heart, he was already a dead person.

Is this still the crippled newcomer who is obedient?

"Shh, I know what you're going to say." Zhuo Yu lay on the student's chest and whispered softly, "Look into my eyes."

"Ho..."

Following his gaze, Fang Hao felt that his consciousness was gradually disintegrating, and the pain was relieved a lot, and he even felt a kind of trance, as if returning to the warmth and comfort of his mother's body.

Zhuo Yu's eyes were deep, and in an instant, Fang Hao had the feeling of being watched by a high-ranking person, and he felt a boundless sense of security, like a boat that had been drifting in the sea for tens of thousands of years, and finally returned to its home port.

He watched Zhuo Yu cut off the flame tattoo on his wrist with shards of glass, but he didn't feel any pain, just a numb touch, and there was no conflict in his heart, as if he had disconnected from his self-consciousness.

Fang Hao's hands trembled subconsciously.

Because after the illusion faded, Zhuo Yu at this time was more like an evil spirit in a gorgeous skin, staring at his shed flesh with a scorching gaze, bloodshot mixed with yellow fat, shaking Fang Hao His stomach churned, and he lost his fearful thoughts, but his physical reactions couldn't be faked.

He vomited uncontrollably, choking and rolling his eyes white.

Zhuo Yu moved his body away in disgust, then picked up the piece of meat and looked at it, the flame on it disappeared, and when he looked again, it appeared on Fang Hao's forearm again.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, the flame system will not disappear because the wrist is gone, but is bound to the soul of the actor. This tattoo is just a symbol of materialization.He wanted to study it from the beginning, but now he found the opportunity.

As for Fang Hao's delusions, Zhuo Yu can only thank his own talent.

After the experiment, Zhuo Yu ignored Fang Hao. He dragged his legs and slowly moved to the sofa.Thinking of that BOSS, he suddenly felt that he was making a lot of money. Even if he couldn't heal his legs, it was worth it if he entered this game.

There were some fighting sounds upstairs, and with the sound of broken glass and things falling on the grass, Zhuo Yu judged that those "teammates" had escaped.

If they weren't let go on purpose, those people wouldn't survive long. Does the boss like hunting games?

Zhuo Yu saw the backs of Zhou Wu and others fleeing in a hurry from the window, and it seemed that he had been completely abandoned.

Human nature is like this, Zhuo Yu doesn't ask them to help his teammates, he understands this quite well, so he doesn't feel burdened when it comes to playing tricks.

I just don’t know what the boss’s attitude towards me is, because I’m a renegade character like the second villain, and the final ending may not be good. Either I will be killed when the boss runs out, or I will be killed by the righteous protagonist, or Get punished yourself.

But judging from the character design of Zhou Wu and others, they are not good characters of Guang Weizheng, so the biggest possibility of this movie is to destroy them all.

To be complacent by hiding your identity is the real way to kill yourself.

No one can rely on him now, and only by relying on his own strength can he escape from the sky.

On the other side of the screen, the audience watching the film was boiling again.

[I'm sorry... this rookie... what is he doing, he just molested the boss? 】

【Stimulate! 】

[The point is, he nailed his teammate to the floor with a smile, just using a fork...]

[Why didn't the boss kill him? 】

[I understand, this kid is so bad, he must have lied and deliberately not shared character information, to gain the trust of other players, and then kill them! 】

[Thinking too much about the above?From the beginning to the end, there has never been a villain that can be played on the set. I prefer Zhuo Yu himself to be a pervert. 】

[Reconsideration, I've read his book, it's really... How should I put it?Very distorted. 】

[Is it still too late to change the gambling table to Zhuo Yu? 】

[What's the use of being bad?After all, he is still a cripple, and now he is just lingering on his last breath!I firmly support Zhou Wu! 】

[That is, he was just lucky, and dared to tease the BOSS, whoever dies will die if he dies!After the BOSS finishes solving the others, it's his turn, and he can't escape anyway. 】

Zhuo Yu, who was at the center of the topic, was not anxious at all. He looked at the dim kerosene lamp, but the shadow of that crocodile-headed monster still lingered in his mind.

The appearance of crushing a human being with one hand, the appearance of kicking two sofas away with one foot, the appearance of gazing at the prey with confidence... and the beautiful blue eyes and overly proud figure...

Oops, it seems like I fell in love with the scary boss at first sight.