Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

Zhang Chunliang paused. According to his speculation on the first day, dormitories were allocated according to grades. Qu Anran's grades were not good. He saw it with his own eyes on the grade column. According to this rule, he should not be assigned to such a high-end dormitory.

Unless, there are other rules for the division of dormitory levels.

"Finally we are the only ones left. I'm so happy." Qu Anran's face flushed as she smiled obsessively, "Zhang Chunliang, you've helped me so much. Do you want to be good friends with me?"

"What are the conditions for becoming your good friend?" Zhang Chunliang was blocked in the toilet stall and couldn't find any escape route in the small bathroom.

"Good friends should stay together for life." Qu Anran pulled out a sharp knife from the shoe cabinet, his eyes fanatically focused: "You have passed my test... I haven't met someone as good as you in a long time, I want to be good friends with you... Don't worry, I will peel off your skin intact, without any tear, and then wear it on myself every day... In this way, we can be good friends for life."

Zhang Chunliang: “…”

He curled the corner of his mouth, sighed softly, and grasped the escape prop Anywhere Door that Duoduo had stuffed into his hands.

Duoduo said that this advanced portal can take him to the safest environment in the copy, and he has been carrying it with him during this period.

——I realized something was wrong with Qu Anran when he was running towards the dormitory building with me.

As a student who has lived here for nearly a year, Zhang Chunliang didn't believe that Qu Anran would not understand the rule that he would be rescued as long as he hid until class time. However, he chose to take Zhang Chunliang away from the teaching building and ran towards the dormitory building which was more vulnerable to attack.

When he fell, Zhang Chunliang observed carefully and found that there was no stumbling block under his feet. Qu Anran deliberately fell before escaping into the dormitory - this was his test for his "good friend".

Zhang Chunliang was very curious about his purpose. Since he wanted to find out the truth of this world, it was necessary to participate in the NPC's plot. As the first NPC who took the initiative to approach him, Qu Anran should have information related to the plot, so he took the initiative to let Qu Anran bring him here.

It now seems that the long-term bullying has made Qu Anran's heart twisted, dark and cruel. I just don't know how many "good friends" Zhang Chunliang is his.

——Oh my, the first soul killed by Qu Shen in this game has come out hot. I don’t know how many players he plans to kill in this game. The highest record seems to be 42 players.

——How stupid! I have never seen such a stupid player. What on earth was he thinking?! He actually dared to believe what the NPC said?!

——The above person is speaking from a God's perspective, who would have thought that this NPC would have a dual personality? ! If you can do it, go ahead. If the lies of this NPC are so easy to expose, wouldn't the more than 300 players in the ten games have died in vain?

——At least I won’t be stupid enough to go and give myself up to someone else.

——………………Looking again, and looking again, I feel that this player is not unprepared.

Qu Anran approached Zhang Chunliang step by step, with a scarlet and cruel light in his eyes. He comforted him softly: "It's okay, it won't hurt, just be obedient..."

Zhang Chunliang was squeezed into a corner with no escape, so he decisively raised his foot and kicked Qu Anran in the stomach, kicking him out of the toilet, then rushed to the dormitory door, but the door was locked tightly and could not be opened no matter how hard he pulled.

A sharp knife brushed along his neck, but he narrowly avoided it. If the stalemate continued, he would definitely be injured.

Zhang Chunliang sighed and pressed the button of Anywhere Door.

At the last moment when Qu Anran pounced in front of him, Zhang Chunliang was taken away from the dormitory by a huge suction force. In the indescribable madness and dizziness, he hit a soft place hard.

Zhang Chunliang felt dizzy and reached out his hand with difficulty to touch under his body - it seemed to be a bed.

He looked up and found himself in a cramped and damp room. In the corner stood a fairly tidy desk with a few half-read books on it.

This doesn't seem to be a school.

His mind went blank. He raised the small door-shaped toy in his hand and confirmed for a long time that he was really in the safest place in this copy.

Just then, there was a burst of violent smashing noises from the living room outside the room.

A drunken middle-aged man was yelling through a door: "You little bastard - I'm going to chop you to death! How dare you hide my money? If you don't take it out, I'm going to kill you tonight!"

Along with the loud noise of the wine bottle breaking, a deep and cold voice spoke: "This is the tuition money my mother left for me, not your gambling money."

"You want to go to school? You're just a useless cripple, do you have the nerve to go to school? The money I win is enough for you to live on for the rest of your life, do you understand?!"

The other voice was silent for a long time before responding: "You can try, Chen Mu, if you dare to take out this money, you can bet on who will kill whom first."

This was not a very scary threat, but it silenced the drunk. He was speechless for a long time, then he kicked the wheelchair in front of him and cursed, "Mad man!"

He slammed the door and went out angrily.

His son is a cripple, but also an immortal mad monster. Chen Mu has tried many times to kill him by accident to defraud insurance, but his son always manages to evade these dangers and beat him up severely. Chen Mu hates him but also fears him.

He's in trouble here.

Chen Yue's wheelchair was kicked to the ground by the old beast. He lay quietly on the ground for a long time before he sat up with his arms propped up.

There were still broken pieces of beer bottle on his neck and cheeks where he fell, which made him look particularly scary. However, he was very sleepy and just wanted to go to bed as soon as possible.

He had to conserve his strength to avoid the next deadly threat designed by the old beast to defraud insurance.

Just today, his room seemed a little strange.

He turned on the light and looked at his room. A messy arc appeared on the quilt that was always neatly folded - as if someone was hiding in it.

He stared at the arc silently, pulled out a dagger from under the seat of his wheelchair, and slowly pushed the wheelchair two steps forward.

Suddenly, without warning, he stopped where he was and stabbed towards the inside of the door behind him without hesitation.

Zhang Chunliang, who was hiding behind the door and preparing to escape, did not expect that this NPC could have such keen perception. Before he could react, he was stabbed in the waist by a dagger.

A sharp pain penetrated into his head. He couldn't bear it and fell to his knees in pain, his body shaking with pain.

The NPC who attacked him didn't move anymore and just sat in the wheelchair looking at him motionlessly.

Zhang Chunliang covered the wound on his waist and looked forward with difficulty.

——The person sitting in the wheelchair was a boy of about 17 or 18 years old, with handsome eyebrows and eyes, a sinister look, and a very tall but extremely thin body. His handsome eyebrows and eyes were a little blurry against the light, but Zhang Chunliang could vaguely observe that his pupils were of different colors, one black and one gray.

"Who are you and why are you in my room?" A drop of blood dripped on Chen Yue's dagger.

"To be honest, I don't know either." Zhang Chunliang smiled bitterly, his voice a little hoarse due to the pain, "Don't kill me, I can leave right away--"

Chen Yue didn't speak for a long time. He turned his eyes and carefully looked at the handsome and frail young man lying on the ground. Then he pushed the wheelchair forward, closed the door of his room, and locked it carefully.