Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

"Liangliang, I have avenged you." The mad dog gave Zhang Chunliang a brilliant smile, with blood all over his sharp white teeth.

His neck and limbs were wrapped with thick iron chains, firmly fixed to the concrete floor.

In the "blasphemy" conference hall, several senior managers who had not had time to go to the dungeon were staring at the scarred yellow-haired mad dog in the middle of the hall with ugly expressions.

"What are you doing? When that person isn't watching you, you start to act crazy again!" The serious middle-aged man with a square face slammed the table hard, kicking off the criticism meeting.

Wang Guobin is a high-ranking leader in the real world. He speaks in an intimidating manner without even getting angry. His thunderous roar attracted many people to join him in angrily attacking him.

It's not that they want to offend this mad dog who can't distinguish friend from foe, it's just that what he did this time was too excessive - although the unfinished building of the "blasphemy" organization cannot be put on the table, it is also a highly defensive protective prop that can block the various forces in the game from spying on them, and even the Game House finds it difficult to break through here.

But now, the unfinished building is in a mess, several high-rise buildings have been directly destroyed into rubble, and even the area where players live has not escaped damage.

"He must be punished! This is outrageous!"

"Punish him! Punish him!"

The players directed their attacks at the mad dog in the middle of the meeting room, but tacitly ignored the fox that was also involved in the fight.

"You look absent-minded today." Fox lost all his manners for once, leaning back in his seat, resting his bloody arm on Zhang Chunliang's armchair, "Are you feeling sorry for the puppy?"

"You all fought, but only he was punished." Zhang Chunliang deliberately avoided Mad Dog's eager eyes, and his tone unconsciously became a little heavy.

"He suddenly rushed over and shouted for killing. I was just an innocent victim." The fox stated the facts calmly.

"Tingying said that without your deliberate guidance and provocation, he would not have caused such great damage." Zhang Chunliang tapped the table with his finger to ease the anxiety in his heart. His mind was a mess now.

"Mind your own business." The fox curled his lips and withdrew his hand uninterested.

Below the stage, the senior executives have already discussed the outcome of Mad Dog’s trial.

The specific punishment measures are: make Mad Dog hand in all props, block all player skills, give fifty punishment lashes, and then go through a high-difficulty copy in the weakest state.

"You asked for this." Wang Guobin drooped his eyelids, took a sip of the tea in the cup, and spoke in a cold and disappointed tone.

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Mad Dog's lips. These old guys had been coveting his things for a long time. Now they finally found an opportunity to take advantage of the situation and snatch his props openly.

The fine iron chains tied around his body were A-grade restraint items that were extremely strong and could not be damaged by a knife or fire.

But at this moment, under the horrified gaze of everyone, the chain suddenly tightened to the limit, cracks appeared on the thick chain, and the sharp and tooth-gripping "crunching" sound was extremely clear and terrifying in the hall.

The mad dog showed his sharp fangs. The rage and anger in his heart burned his little remaining rationality. He now just wanted to tear apart the hypocritical faces of these people with great pain.

Tingying was an opposition figure among the top leaders, but because she didn't have many votes, she was suppressed by the other top leaders. She thought to herself that this group of guys made such a tricky request, which was clearly intended to provoke Mad Dog. They must have other intentions!

The "blasphemy" organization is not completely united. Although the players gather together to resurrect the boss, many of them have ulterior motives.

As the boss's "direct" subordinate, Mad Dog possesses super combat power and absolute loyalty, and is a thorn in the eyes of many people.

This incident may not be someone taking advantage of the situation to expel the mad dog for "blasphemy" or kill him in one fell swoop.

She could already predict what this group of people would do next.

——If the previous fight was Mad Dog standing up for Zhang Chunliang and had a reason to hurt people, then now if Mad Dog goes crazy and hurts players again, it proves that he is stubborn and cruel by nature, and violates the friendly and mutual assistance agreement of "blasphemy" players. He should enter the voting stage and be expelled from "blasphemy".

Tingying almost immediately wanted to stand up and stop the mad dog, but at that moment, her limbs were completely out of control and locked her tightly in her seat.

"I'll go with him." A calm voice extinguished the tense atmosphere that was about to explode.

Suddenly, everyone's astonished eyes were focused on the gentle and handsome young man sitting in the last row.

With a "clatter", the chain fell to the ground, and the mad dog sat back down obediently and replied calmly: "Okay, I agree."

……

"Are you crazy?" Ting Ying looked at Zhang Chunliang in disbelief. "You're carrying an injured burden through a high-difficulty dungeon?! Do you think you're not dying fast enough?"

"I want to confirm one thing." Zhang Chunliang looked at the mad dog that had just been whipped and was limping towards him, "Even if it means death, I want to know the answer."

"Listen," Tingying's eyes darkened, staring at Zhang Chunliang oppressively, "I don't know why the boss's fragment favors you so much, but you should not take this lucky love for granted. He is not so easy to talk to in every copy!"

There are many players in "Blasphemy" who did not die from the revenge of the game house, but died from a boring pastime of their beloved leader in the dungeon.

"Liang Liang, don't be prepared." Mad Dog weakly held a bottle of nutrient solution in his mouth, trying to recover his condition a little better before entering the copy.

"Tell me, who would a vicious dog wag its tail to beg for mercy?" Zhang Chunliang stared at the mad dog's beautiful and smooth long brown hair, as if talking to himself.

He didn't wait for Tingying to answer and walked into the copy waiting area with Mad Dog.

Tingying stood there in a daze, watching the two people disappear in front of him, and muttered in surprise: "Isn't this nonsense? No matter how fierce a dog is, it will definitely be gentle to its owner."

Tingying made a "tsk" sound. She felt that she was increasingly unable to understand this little newcomer.

But it’s better this way. People who are too easily seen through usually die miserably.

"Check which dungeon waiting area they entered." Ting Ying instructed the players following him.

But I found that the players’ eyes were fixed on the live broadcast screen.

"Second, Second Boss." He shouted stutteringly, "It's that..."

Tingying frowned and moved closer. When she saw the copy displayed on the screen clearly, her face suddenly changed.

"Random Dice of Doom"

The biggest feature of this copy is that every player who enters the game will face a different doomsday scenario at random.

It could be an earthquake or volcanic eruption, or a tsunami that covers a small island, or it could be a zombie attack on the city.

The most terrifying time was when players just logged into the game and faced an alien invasion, driving spaceships to indiscriminately destroy human civilization.

This is a copy that all players are afraid of, because, up to now, the "Doomsday Random Dice" has been carried out for seven rounds and no player has survived.