Otoko Game: Male protagonists, I’m just a scumbag

When he said this, the air suddenly became tense.

Lin Qing's frown deepened a little, and his pale, bony hands clenched, with a silver bottle in his palms.

Then he suddenly threw the bottle on the dirty ground and turned away.

Well, well, you actually want to give him poison! ! Have all these years of friendship been thrown away? !

After Wei Lan cursed inwardly, he blurted out crazy words:

"Lin! Why are you leaving?! Have you forgotten the oath you made to my mother?! That bitch, why?! Why should I be treated like this just because I was injured!!!"

The crazy cry was as if he was about to grab the cage and bite it.

Wei Lan couldn't believe it.

He acted so well!!

Talking like this makes me feel like I’ve released all the pressure in my heart. It’s great! It’s very stress-relieving!

System: [The host is seeking death. If you do not survive tomorrow, the system will eliminate your soul in this world.]

Ah? ?

"Fuck," Wei Lan cursed:

"Why am I courting death?! Am I not the villain?! Am I not acting as the original protagonist to the fullest?!

Isn't that what I am? A mean, shameless, arrogant, and conceited villain! Isn't my mission to act pretentiously, ascend to the throne, and then die miserably 49 times? !

I'm so miserable, yet you're still so cold-hearted. You're really a heartless robot!"

After saying this, he pretended to have tears in his eyes.

Sorry, his female fans in real life often act like this...

System: [Your speech speed is too fast and the language is too much. The system is trying to understand...]

System: [Understood... The host is a villain, but also the longest-lived villain in this drama. You cannot die so early. You must do your best to live as long as possible. You must also learn to use disguise.]

The implication is that he wants to be both responsible and independent.

Wei Lan was really impressed.

Not to mention how many days he would have to spend in this world wearing women's clothes, he could accept this a little...

But his aggrieved identity as a villain makes people feel very uncomfortable!

If he wants to wear it, he should wear the kind of cool novel that appears to be a loser on the surface but is actually a dragon arrogant!

After all, real life is not satisfactory enough. He is a half-baked anchor who gets a 50-50 split.

Wei Lan looked at the small bottle that fell outside the cell, suddenly bent down, reached over the railing and picked it up with difficulty.

He was too nervous just now and didn't think much. He really thought that the male protagonist was here to poison him. After all, in the male-oriented stallion novels he read,

Every man who is not his brother is his enemy!!

But after sorting out the plot, he found that the male protagonist No. 1 and the female protagonist were just the butler and servant at that time, and they had not yet fallen in love with her to death.

So he still has some affection for him, the person he raised since childhood, and he also swore a blood oath to the princess's mother, so he will not betray her so quickly and easily.

It is also written in the original book that because of this reason, the love journey between Man No. 1 and the heroine becomes more bumpy.

And he is the one who makes them love each other, and one of the necessary reasons for their love is that he is seeking death.

It is necessary for him, a woman (man), to intervene and add some twists and turns to their love journey.

Wei Lan wondered, is he some kind of despicable person?

Since all that awaits him is death, then let him die.

Are you kidding? He hasn’t finished the university he finally got into, he hasn’t enjoyed his beautiful life, and he hasn’t even taken the Level 6 exam yet!

Since the system promised him that if he returned alive, it would give him billions of dreams, he would give it a try. The worst that could happen was death.

Wei Lan picked up the small silver bottle and opened it. He sniffed it first and found a strange herbal smell inside.

After making sure there was no problem, he reached out and wiped his chest, where he had been stabbed by the heroine.

But fortunately the original owner was wearing fake breasts...only the tip of the dagger caused a small wound.

The next morning, the morning light was just breaking.

Wei Lan was sleeping in a daze, and woke up with a burning sensation on his butt. He began to feel that his butt was a little hot, and was feeling strange.

As a result, when I opened my eyes, I found my hands being dragged and my buttocks were rubbing against the ground through my skirt, sparks were about to form. How could it not be hot?

System: [Detect if the host is about to die and decide whether to activate the self-destruct device. If the host dies, the host will be awarded the title of the earliest dead host.]

Haha... You think that's an honor? You let me live yesterday, but today you're hoping I'll die soon, right?

"Shut up, you little AI, why are you saying such depressing things all the time? I'm not dead yet."

Wei Lan was almost mad with rage.

Yesterday I picked up a piece of dead grass from the ground and planned what to do tomorrow, but I fell asleep. . .

It seems that he is destined to die...

Well, the sooner you die, the sooner you can be reborn.

Wei Lan sighed, looked at the soldiers dragging him on both sides, and complained:

"No? Brothers, I am a princess after all, am I treated like this?"

Even if he's going to die, should you be nice to him?

Chinese death row prisoners will have a good meal before they die.

The two soldiers ignored him and went outside, where they saw the huge arena.

The soldier suddenly let go of his hand and pulled off the silver armor helmet on his head.

Wei Lan was just feeling strange when he heard a lot of noise around him. He turned around and understood why they were doing that.

This location is the site of the abandoned Colosseum of the Empire, surrounded by a circular auditorium.

And far in front of him, Wei Lan narrowed his eyes. It was the best audience seat in the Colosseum, where the king and his entourage were probably sitting, surrounded by a circle of nobles.

As for why the soldier pulled down his helmet, Wei Lan cast his eyes towards the crowd of people who were watching the excitement.

He fell into deep thought as they all held sauerkraut leaves and rotten eggs in their hands.

But before he could ponder...

Because at this moment, an egg was flying towards him.

There was constant shouting and cursing all around.

"What a filthy, shameful bitch! Look at her hair, it's the same sinful black as her mother's!! How can the royal family allow such a color to exist!"

"Perhaps she is no longer a princess! Her soul has long been corrupted by the devil."

"Yes! No wonder she violates ethics! She is the shame of our empire, she should be hanged!!"

"Oh, God! This woman is not worthy of being a princess. She has committed an unforgivable sin! She should go to hell!"

The ignorant and incompetent masses don’t care what the matter is, they just find nowhere to vent their grievances.

Wei Lan ignored it and tried to dodge the flying egg, but the egg hit the soldier's silver helmet.

He was just feeling lucky to have dodged one, but two soldiers grabbed his arms and pulled him tightly, making it useless for Ren Weilan to struggle.

The eggs broke on his forehead, leaving a slippery touch. People crowded towards him, beating him, and insulting him as if he was really an unforgivable prisoner.

But what did he do wrong?

“Ahhhhhhh!!!” Wei Lan screamed.

Damn, what did he do wrong?! No matter what the original owner was like, he was just an innocent soul.

Even if the original owner was like this or that, he has already occupied this body.

Wei Lan could no longer bear it. As far as he knew, these people had only heard rumors about him keeping male lovers and bullying his servants.

It's like he killed a lot of people.

At this moment, someone actually touched his thigh through the hem of his skirt. Wei Lan shuddered, and someone else pulled his gorgeous long skirt.

No!

Wei Lan reached out and grabbed the clothes on his chest. This was as scary as if he were wearing women's clothes and going out on the street, afraid that people would find out that he was a man.

There was no other way, Wei Lan threw his long hair in front of him, and the soldier gradually lost strength due to the pressure from the crowd.

Wei Lan was lying on the ground, and they were so panicked that they didn't even know whose clothes they were pulling.

So, he would strip if he saw a man wearing pants, and would bite if he saw a woman wearing a skirt.

In an instant, screams and cries of pain were heard all around.

People stepped back in pain, and Wei Lan followed Sadako's lead, moving forward step by step, before finally speeding up and running towards the crowd.

Then he randomly picked a lucky audience member and bit his calf.

"Ah——!"

But Wei Lan did not stop. He fell back, twisted his body, and crawled towards them in the darkness. His eyes, hidden under the shadow of his long hair, seemed to be full of hatred and horror! !

Because of the turn over he just made, he twisted his waist and screamed in pain, but his movements became even more twisted.

Like a man-eating evil spirit.

Everyone around was looking at this scene in shock. They stopped moving their hands completely and dispersed as he crawled forward.

"Oh my God, she's been possessed by a demon!" a man screamed.

"Soldier, where's the soldier! Catch her!"

The king looked ahead at the chaotic crowd at the entrance of the Colosseum, but he didn't know what was going on. He struck his scepter and asked:

"what happened?"

After hearing the story of the soldiers at the chaotic scene, a soldier below ran over with his mouth wide open and replied:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the princess seems to be crazy!!"

Queen Mary Dalynn stood up. She was wearing a gorgeous Norlin puffy skirt and sparkling jewels all over her body. At this moment, she gracefully waved her folding fan and pretended to be surprised:

"Oh? That's really pitiful."

Then she side-glanced, revealing her beauty, which she was so proud of, and said to Blue William in a tender voice:

"Your Majesty, why don't we let her go? Although she did such a shameful thing, she is your daughter after all..."

"Hahahaha——!" William heard it and laughed happily:

"Oh dear, you are just too kind for this to work."

Next to Queen Dailian sat a short, chubby, brown-haired boy with freckles on his face. He tugged at the queen's skirt and said coquettishly:

"Mom! Why hasn't that bitch come yet?! I'm going to knock her teeth out this time!"

As he spoke, he revealed a missing front tooth.

...

Wei Lan was literally dragged over, no matter how dirty the ground was, no matter how many scratches he had on his body.

The soldier even pulled his long hair and twisted his arm backwards, causing him so much pain that he thought his arm was going to break.

He was dragged under the king, surrounded by various nobles, some were laughing, some were puzzled, some were disgusted, all their eyes were on him.

He was extremely dirty, even dirtier than a beggar on the street. Queen Dailian felt more refreshed when she saw this scene than drinking a sip of ice water on a hot day.

Wei Lan was forced to kneel, and the stones on the ground were embedded in the flesh of his knees through his skirt, which showed how strong the two soldiers were.

He cursed inwardly, what an endless amount of energy he had.

As he thought about it, he slid one of his legs forward, and did the same with the other.

Then I sat down on the ground and felt much more comfortable instantly.

The soldier felt his hands loosen up, and although he felt strange, he hurriedly picked him up. Wei Lan rolled his eyes and said weakly:

"I'm just a cannon fodder...I'm going to die! Can't you just let me be more comfortable!"

Everyone in the audience looked at him, not understanding what she was talking about.

The princess seemed really mad.

At this time, the king stood up, wearing a golden wig under his sparse hair. In the early morning light, his forehead was shiny, and his wrinkled face was stuck with a dark brown beard.

The king’s majestic voice came, like a speech: “No one can escape the blame for making a mistake, but my dear daughter, I am willing to give her a chance!

If she wins this battle, I will spare her life, but she will not be exempted from responsibility. I will take away her title and status and expel her from the city!"