I Became The Villain Gao Fushuai

Mentioning this, the female secretary shivered all over, and her white shirt was translucent due to the seepage of sweat. She was very frightened and said: "Master, sir... This is the most powerless place."

"What do you mean? Didn't I assign you a hundred ten-star powerhouses? Isn't it easy to catch Su Jingshen!?"

"One hundred ten-star powerhouses... He, they all fell into the trap of the abandoned factory."

"Fallen? Trap?! You mean they are all dead?"

"Yes."

...

Abandoned factory.

It is still peaceful here, not even a cat or a dog.

But in the basement of the factory, there are many people gathered. They are not ordinary people. Every one of them who moves to the outside world is a sensational boss...

In the basement, in front of the door.

Su Jingshen was leaning on the recliner, shaking his legs leisurely.

He held the mobile phone in one hand to watch the young lady's short video, and with the other hand, he waved the whip very perfunctorily, and greeted lazily:

"Hurry up, everyone, hurry up, whoever fails to meet the standard will have nothing to eat for dinner."

Having said that.

The one hundred ten-star powerhouses in front of Su Jingshen were sweating profusely and ran wildly.

Zizizi.

More than a hundred people ran wildly together, running the rock-solid treadmill to the sparking stars, and the scene was once sensational.

A treadmill is no ordinary treadmill.

This is a "punishment" item that Su Jingshen exchanged for 100 villain points from the villain system mall. The effect is very interesting.

The full name of this prop is "The Treadmill", which can feed back 100 villain points to Su Jingshen every time a person runs 10 kilometers. If the speed is slow, an electric current will be generated under the feet, causing people to roll their eyes.

In addition, after entering this treadmill, the realm of cultivators will be imprisoned... That is to say, even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu comes, he has to become an ordinary person and honestly work for Su Jingshen.

The hundred people in the basement in front of me...

They are all killers from the dark realm.

With the help of the trap made by Luo Su, Su Jingshen caught them one by one like a scourge of rats, and set up a running plan of 1,000 kilometers every day.

Nourish! !

Suddenly, a strong, wet man was exhausted and fell on the treadmill.

The electric current burst out in an instant, shocking the strong man into convulsions...but he still couldn't get up.

This is so tiring!

I would rather be electrocuted than run away!

Soon, the brawny man got his wish, and was shocked to the point of smoking...and he also fell into a coma.

The other killers in the dark realm sighed after seeing it, but they didn't dare to slow down.

because……

As long as you complete today's 1000 kilometers, you can eat two big steamed buns!

Today is still Sunday!

On Sunday, Su Jingshen will make a special exception and give everyone a napkin-thick beef slice!

And the first person to complete the work can directly get a feast of half-roasted mutton! This has also become the endless motivation of the killers!

Su Jingshen has already played this subtle way of motivating pua.

When he noticed the strong man who had fallen, he instantly stood up full of heartache, dropped his phone, and ran over in a panic...

"Oh, my dear, what did you do? If it breaks, I'll be very distressed!" Su Jingshen said suddenly.

When the killers running nearby heard this, their hearts tensed and they fell into confusion.

They looked at each other in blank dismay, gasping for breath and daring not to speak in order to save energy.

But everyone's eyes showed surprise in Shendu's eyes.

Could it be that... Su Jingshen, this devil, is he concerned about us? ?

"Get off!"

In the next second, Su Jingshen threw the fainted strong man aside like a dead Xiaoqiang, and then wiped the broken treadmill with love on his face.

Yes, what he just said was speaking to the treadmill.

A treadmill can bring Su Jingshen almost infinite villain value; but what value can a similar enemy have? Giving them a little bit of steamed buns and sliced ​​meat, Su Jingshen is already showing compassion.

As a villain, Su Jingshen can't sympathize with the enemy—unless there are enough villain points.

Seeing this, the running killers wished they could hit themselves to death.

Devils are devils!

It is better to treat a cold machine than to treat people!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host, your behavior conforms to the villain's behavior and caused public dissatisfaction! Reward 1000 villain points!" The system suddenly prompted.

Su Jingshen threw away the rag that was wiping the treadmill, and yelled at everyone who was being punished:

"What's the matter? Are you dissatisfied with me? Today's workload will add another 100 kilometers! If you don't finish it, just run for me all night!"

After he finished speaking, he left without looking back, and everyone behind him wailed and wailed:

"Ah!! No, I weighed 200 catties before I came here, but now it weighs 60 catties. It's almost like a bamboo pole!"

"Brother Su, let us go! If we continue running, we will die suddenly!"

"No, I can't take it anymore! Ah! This electricity makes me want to die!"

"..."

Su Jingshen left the running room and came to the sword training room again.

For the past half month, he spent most of the time in the basement.

The eighth level of Ruthless Swordsmanship is a big checkpoint. Su Jingshen felt that he was stuck in a bottleneck. After so many days, he had no clue at all.

Rather than thinking deeply about autism, it's better to be bad.

So, he put his mind on Luo Su, bought trap exercises in the mall every day, and threw them to the little girl to learn, until she was almost bald at such a young age.

"Hey, let's try to practice again today, practice makes perfect, maybe I can still comprehend the way of the eighth floor from it." Su Jingshen muttered.

He took off his clothes, pulled out his sword, and squandered a few extremely gorgeous sword flowers.

The next second, the door was suddenly pushed open, and a slightly sleepy head poked out.

"Brother Su, I don't want to eat takeaway anymore. Can you cook me a meal this weekend?"

The person who entered the room was Luo Su.

Compared with just entering the big city a month ago, she looks very familiar now.

The only displeased thing was that Su Jingshen asked her to study hard, and Luo Su clearly felt that her hairline was moving up crazily.

Su Jingshen curled his lips helplessly. He glanced at Luo Su whose eyes were shining brightly, and said, "It's okay, I asked you to clean the new abandoned house in the factory, how is it going?"

"It's all taken care of. I've moved all the props you need to force a confession into the house."

Luo Su responded cheerfully, her eyes continued to glance at Su Jingshen's shirtless shoulders, and said with a smile, "You have such a good figure, I want to touch my chest muscles~"

"Pector muscles? Yes, you can't eat roast chicken if you touch your pectoral muscles. You choose one of these two chickens." Su Jingshen said while putting on his clothes.

Luo Su's eyes were instantly clear, as if he had turned into a holy lady, and he almost called out Amitabha.

She folded her skirt which was not messed up at all, and said seriously, "Brother Su, I'm just kidding, I want to eat roast chicken."

"Then go upstairs and prepare. I'll come up and cook later."

"Great!"