Infinitely Criticizing the Villain for Being Like My Ex-Boyfriend

Zhang Chunliang stood there in a daze, his mind going blank for a moment.

He seemed to have guessed something vaguely, but he didn't have a complete idea. He felt very strange in his heart, and an uneasy premonition made his hands on the back of the wheelchair tremble slightly.

"Let's go, everyone is here, let's go to the banquet hall together." Wang Shaofan twisted his neck with difficulty, "I'm a little curious about the blasphemous food..."

"Fruit-flavored nutrient solution. I can pick some orange-flavored ones for you." Qu Anran walked behind Zhang Chunliang at some point and answered lazily.

He patted Zhang Chunliang's shoulder and asked helplessly, "What's that expression on your face? We are celebrating Xiaobei's birthday, not sending him off to get married. Be happy."

Zhang Chunliang looked so bad that he attracted some vague attention from the players.

He turned his head and looked at Qu Anran with a sad and complicated look. After a long while, he asked, "Did you find something but kept it from me?"

Qu Anran made a gesture to keep quiet, with a sly smile in his eyes: "Love really does make people stupid, you just realized something is wrong."

Zhang Chunliang had naturally discovered a long time ago that these guys were hiding something from him, but he never thought that he might be part of their plan.

"The banquet has begun." Qu Anran pushed Wang Shaofan's wheelchair and said to Zhang Chunliang, "Let's go together."

When he pushed open the door of the blasphemous lounge, everyone couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, only to see that the strange plants outside the door had changed their appearance.

Somehow, Old K's inky black stems and leaves transformed into a crisp green, and its countless weird and scary flowers turned into harmless, yet gorgeous and beautiful ornamental plants.

Dense flowers and plants formed an arched corridor in front of everyone, leading them to the open-air banquet hall.

"This is more like what it looks like. I thought Blasphemy was so poor that it couldn't even afford to decorate the venue." A player teased.

Zhang Chunliang was held by Qu Anran's hand and walked towards the banquet hall step by step.

Perhaps there was some silence between the group of people, so Qu Anran suddenly spoke up, breaking the silence: "Have you noticed anything different about this group of players?"

Zhang Chunliang looked at the handsome figure of the young man, then looked at the players not far away, and answered his question instinctively: "These players have been divided into two groups. Some are still in the banquet hall, and some players have been allowed to enter the Blasphemy."

If it weren't for Shen Xingyi's tacit consent, Lao K would never have allowed these players to enter the blasphemous rest area.

"Do you know why?" Qu Anran asked again.

"Why?" Zhang Chunliang looked at Wang Shaofan who was having difficulty moving beside him and asked calmly.

"They are all here to help us." Qu Anran said softly, "Shen Xingyi spent a lot of effort to convince them to help."

"What's the price? What kind of help?" Zhang Chunliang asked.

Wang Shaofan beside him gave him a friendly smile when he heard this, but Zhang Chunliang didn't want to respond.

He suddenly felt dizzy.

He felt extremely uncomfortable from the moment he woke up, but in order not to delay his activities, he could only endure it secretly and did not tell anyone.

At the moment, he was too excited, which aggravated his physical discomfort. The sudden dizziness made him stop in his tracks and his body unconsciously took a step back.

"You'll know in a moment." Qu Anran turned around and patiently took his hand. "Liangliang, don't be afraid. Trust us."

It was at this moment that Zhang Chunliang finally confirmed that this group of guys were plotting something very important.

This matter was most likely related to the plan against the Game House - he just didn't know why this matter was kept secret from him, or rather, hiding it from him was also part of the plan.

Zhang Chunliang suddenly felt a burning pain in his chest. He lowered his head and found that the brooch pinned on his chest by Xiaobei was actually slightly hot. A faint red light was emitted from the light blue pearl, like some kind of ominous omen.

He tried to take the brooch off, but found that this inconspicuous ornament was like rooted in his flesh, and the slightest touch caused him excruciating pain.

In the banquet hall, intermittent piano music was played. The music was a bit crude and sounded like the work of a very inferior pianist.

The guests were chatting and having fun to the sound of the piano, and burst into laughter from time to time.

Zhang Chunliang turned his head and found that the person playing the piano was a man wrapped in bandages. He was sitting stiffly on the chair, and his posture of playing the piano was very strange.

——It’s as if he’s not used to this body.

"Liangliang." Tingying called him from behind, frowned and touched his forehead, "You look so bad."

"Really?" Zhang Chunliang murmured, "I feel a little sleepy."

Tingying's expression became visibly solemn. She quickly held up Zhang Chunliang's face and looked at his expression carefully.

"So fast... You're really too impatient." She uttered something without any reason.

"Where's Shen Xingyi?" Zhang Chunliang shook his head, trying to suppress the drowsiness in his mind, "Where is he?"

"He's preparing to give a speech." Tingying smoothed his messy hair and asked softly, "Do you need me to call him over?"

"No, don't disturb him. I should be able to hold on." Zhang Chunliang didn't realize that his voice had begun to become unclear.

Suddenly, a sound like electronic music came from the huge banquet hall. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked in one direction.

"Good morning, everyone." A pleasant and deep male voice came from the large banquet hall, "Thank you all for coming to my little daughter Xiaobei's birthday party."

Shen Xingyi stood on the main seat in the venue, lowered his eyelashes, and casually glanced at the players in the venue.

His eyes suddenly stopped at a corner - Zhang Chunliang was chatting with Tingying there. He looked confused and dazed, like a young deer lost in the wild.

Zhang Chunliang looks very good in the white suit, which Shen Xingyi took time out of his busy schedule to carefully select for him after spending several nights working. The well-fitting cut makes him look tall and handsome, and he has a kind of naive melancholy and elegance, just like a spoiled young master from a wealthy family.

Shen Xing was distracted for so long that the players looked at him with some confusion.

He calmly withdrew his gaze and continued to express his thanks in a calm tone.

Zhang Chunliang was already used to Shen Xingyi acting like a spoiled brat in front of him, so he felt very fresh when he heard Shen Xingyi's serious and solemn tone. He forced himself to cheer up and turned to look at the man on the stage.

After regaining his memory, Shen Xingyi's personality became much calmer and more indifferent. Even though he tried to hide it, the oppressive aura around him still frightened many players off the field.

At this moment, no one would notice how outstanding and handsome Shen Xingyi's eyes and eyebrows were on the stage.

Because when he stood there, everyone could only see an insurmountable mountain.

"Hey."

Zhang Chunliang was staring at his boyfriend's handsome appearance, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, when a soft little paw suddenly tugged at his trouser leg.

Xiao Bei was surrounded by a group of beautiful sisters and was playing with them, but he just couldn't muster up the energy. He wanted to talk to Big Dad and Second Dad.

But Big Dad had important things to do, so Xiao Bei was very obedient and did not disturb him. Instead, he traveled through mountains and rivers to find the lonely Zhang Chunliang.

"Xiaobei, why are you here?" Zhang Chunliang smiled unconsciously and bent down to try to hold the little doll in his arms.

But, strangely, his body did not move according to his will, but stood there motionless, lowering his eyes indifferently, watching Xiaobei shaking his trouser legs with desire.

The smile on Zhang Chunliang's face disappeared.

He tried to raise his hands, but felt that his whole body was trapped in a stone shell made of cement and he could not move.

The beautiful pearl brooch on Zhang Chunliang's chest suddenly cracked into lines, and bright red color showed through the dense lines.

"Hmm?" Zhang Chunliang was slow to pick up Xiao Bei, but he did not get discouraged. Instead, he picked up one of his second father's legs on his own and tried hard to climb up.

run.

Run!

A huge panic and despair suddenly surged in Zhang Chunliang's heart, and he suddenly understood one thing -

0477 does not need to control any human to enter here, because it has a puppet who can make people relax their vigilance better than any other player - Zhang Chunliang.

As twin systems that complement each other, 0477 and Zhang Chunliang must have an interconnected data network.

Perhaps, from the moment Zhang Chunliang was resurrected, it invaded Blasphemy through his body and saw all the plans planned by the players.

Shen Xingyi and the others had probably guessed this a long time ago, so they chose to hide everything from him, because they were worried that 0477 who possessed his body would discover their plan.

It was obvious what the players in the lounge were here to help with.

They were the helpers that the blasphemous players had invited at great cost to join forces to siege the main brain of the Game House.

Zhang Chunliang was unable to move. He looked at Xiao Bei who had climbed onto his chest and was rubbing against him affectionately, and a tear dripped from the corner of his eye.

He wanted to scream like crazy, but he couldn't say anything - the moment he lost his body's authority, he shared all the data with the evil spirit hidden in his body.

He saw what happened last night.

After he fell into a deep sleep and lost control of his body, 0477 used his body to sneak into the secret room where the consciousness monitor was kept.

It programmed these consciousness monitors - a self-destruct program.

As long as it successfully takes over Zhang Chunliang's body, it can control all consciousness monitors to self-destruct in an instant.

Kill all players present.

"Brother... were you deceived and tricked by these hateful humans, so you chose to leave me?" A gloomy and malicious mechanical voice suddenly appeared in Zhang Chunliang's heart.

He tried to respond to 0477, to stop its movements, but he could do nothing.

"It's okay... I understand. As long as these people don't die, you will never stay in our world obediently." 0477 gained 87% control over Zhang Chunliang's body, which allowed him to easily control this body. "As long as I get rid of these viruses, you can... return to normal."

Xiaobei was snuggling in Zhang Chunliang's arms, rubbing against him randomly, when a warm tear suddenly dripped onto his beautiful jewel eyes.

It raised its head in confusion, but was frightened by the expression on Second Father's face.

Zhang Chunliang's face was smiling.

It was a strange smile that was hard to describe, as if it was crazy or angry, with unconcealable malice and murderous intent.

But his beautiful dark eyes were crying, and a heartbreaking despair turned into tears in his eyes, falling one by one.

“Who should I start with…?” the young man muttered to himself.

His voice was very pleasant, with a soft and gentle hoarseness, a tone that Xiaobei never got tired of hearing.

It was lifted up into the air by the young man obediently, and looked at him with curiosity and intimacy.

"Cool, cool?" Xiao Bei thought this was some kind of interesting game, and his cotton feet dangled happily in the air.

The next moment, the soft cotton body of the voodoo doll was torn apart in the middle, making a teeth-grinding sound.

The beautiful pearls and flowers adorning its hair fell to the ground.

The skirt that Tingying and other blasphemous players carefully selected for it turned into strips of tattered cloth.

"Just start with it." 0477 said in a sweet tone, "I hate dolls."

There was dead silence in the conference hall. People came back to their senses from Shen Xingyi's speech and looked at the scene happening in the corner in disbelief.

The usually gentle young man tore his "darling daughter", the protagonist of the birthday party, into pieces with his bare hands.

The cotton lining of the little doll was exposed and the young man threw it on the ground casually, causing it to roll around twice.

He raised his head, with a satisfied smile, and looked at Shen Xingyi who was sitting on the main seat: "Long time no see."

Shen Xingyi stared at 0477 expressionlessly for a moment, and said in a cold tone: "Long time no see."

The last time they met, Shen Xingyi fought his way out of the siege and broke into the main brain space of the game, only to discover a main brain system that looked exactly like his lover's.

"I thought that the shameful death experience would teach you a lesson and let you know what you shouldn't disobey." 0477 tilted his head slightly, with a slightly distressed expression, "Grand Marshal, you always seem to like seeking death... no matter in prison or outside of prison."

On the young man's clean white suit, the brooch that Xiao Bei personally handed to him had already broken into pieces. 0477 casually pulled it off and looked at it carefully: "Another detector? Are you afraid that I will find it?"

This brooch is a special monitor processed by Blasphemy. They handed it to Zhang Chunliang through Xiao Bei in order to find out the time when 0477 would appear.

No one expected that it would come so suddenly and kill everyone by surprise.

Many players reacted quickly and took out their weapons, aiming at 0477 with full vigilance.

"I advise you to show mercy." 0477 laughed happily. It opened its arms and showed its fragile body to the weapons. "Your baby is still in this body. You can try and see who dies first, me or him."