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

The voice belonged to one of the two men, and it stopped halfway shortly after it was finished.

He must be dead.

Wei Lan's Adam's apple rolled, thinking, is this really Louis? Why does he feel even more cruel?

But as the saying goes, being kind to your enemies is being cruel to yourself.

Wei Lan quickly grabbed the tree in front of him and walked back carefully step by step.

But he was still cautious. He walked over and hid behind the house and looked forward for a few times. Sure enough, there was one more body.

But except for the blind spot on the side of the house, there was no one else in sight.

"?" Where did the other person go?

He glanced at the road down the mountain and wondered if he had already run away.

After waiting for a while, there was indeed no sound at all.

Wei Lan then quietly moved along the wall. At this time, it started to drizzle again.

As soon as he pushed forward, he found a person standing in front of him, and he shrank back in fright.

I almost yelled "Oh shit!", but the scene in my mind seemed familiar, so I leaned out to see that it was Louis.

The clothes on his upper body had been completely torn, revealing his strong wheat-colored skin. Fine drizzle hit his body, slowly melting into a drop of water and sliding down. His body was still covered with a bunch of wounds of varying sizes.

There were many fresh wounds. Wei Lan didn't have time to take a closer look before he saw him dragging the corpse on the ground out of the open space.

But his movements seemed a little strange, and his lips were open as if he was gasping for breath.

Then he actually threw the two bodies down from the edge of the mountain top. It seemed that the man was kicked down from here by him at that time.

Wei Lan was just about to go out and call him, and then ask him to run away with him quickly, otherwise that group of people would come after them.

Who knew that he had just taken a step forward when he saw Louis grabbing the last corpse, but suddenly stopped and his arms trembled. The muscles and blood vessels in his strong arms seemed to be beating, as if he wanted to grab something with his hands uncontrollably.

But these are not the point. He just seemed to see something sharp growing on his fingers. He grabbed the corpse with his hands shaking as if he wanted to tear the person apart.

Wei Lan rubbed his eyes. When he opened his eyes, the fog and rain were so thick that nothing was visible. When he looked carefully, there was nothing there.

He only had a small machete in his hand, it seemed he had made a mistake.

"Louis!"

Wei Lan trotted over from the back of the house in the rain. Louis had just let go of the body and turned around to see him suddenly cover his mouth with his hand, his chest still rising and falling slightly.

The perfect shoulder muscle lines are revealed from the side, the gray-silver hair is completely soaked by the rain and mist, and the slightly longer hair at the back is attached to the neck.

The weather was a little gloomy, and Louis's gray eyes flashed when he saw him, and his chest rose and fell even more violently.

Wei Lan saw that the veins on his forehead were bulging violently, and his face, which was covered by his bony and thick hands, looked extremely hideous.

"you..."

Wei Lan said the word "you" in a daze, and then he saw a sudden movement on the other end.

Louis suddenly let go of the hand that was covering his face. What was the difference between that face and why he had covered it just now?

The next second after letting go, he suddenly ran towards me.

He was so scared that he thought he was crazy and wanted to kill himself.

Unexpectedly, this guy bypassed him and ran into the dilapidated house behind.

"?"

Wei Lan stood there getting wet in the rain, and was a little dazed when he saw him hurriedly run in. He didn't know why, but when he saw such a tall and strong man running in, he inexplicably felt like a small animal ran in.

Well...

He shuddered all over, not understanding why such a thought just popped up in his mind. He felt very cold...

But this guy!!

Wei Lan suddenly became angry because when he turned around, this guy rushed in and actually closed the door!

The only thing about this shabby house is the front door, which is repaired particularly well and looks extremely sturdy.

"no...?"

What is he doing?

Wei Lan rushed to the door in a few steps, reached out and pushed the door hard, but found that it couldn't be pushed open.

"Louis?!" he shouted inside.

"Are you seriously injured?"

But after calling for a long time, there was no response. What the hell is going on? It's really inexplicable.

"Louis!"

Just as he stretched out his foot and couldn't help himself, thinking about kicking it in, a low shout suddenly came from inside:

The voice sounded as if it had been soaked in cold air, and was accompanied by some slight throat sounds similar to roars:

"Master...please leave here now."

"???"

What the hell is this? It's really incomprehensible.

"Hey!? What do you mean?"

Wei Lan knocked on the door even harder, and he began to wonder, could it be that his injury was in some bad place?

"Oh, what's the matter? Let me go in first. The wound needs to be bandaged in time."

What if I don’t have the energy to take him out later?

"Hello? Hello?!"

But he called for a long time and there was no response.

Did he faint?!

Wei Lan thought about the situation and kicked the door in a hurry. He used a lot of strength. Although the door was the most solid part of the shabby house, it was not difficult to kick open due to its age.

This time he almost pushed and kicked it open.

When I opened it, there was only a stale smell inside, but no other strange smell.

The interior furnishings are also very simple. There is a wooden bed on the left. Although it is dusty, it can be seen that it is very tidy.

Directly in front of him was a simple stove with a small window on top.

The stove was pitch black all around, and it was obvious that the person didn't know how to cook.

Wei Lan just glanced at it a few times without thinking too much, then turned his head to look at the other side. Louis had his hand on a broken wooden table and was almost half-fallen to the ground.

"Louis?!" Wei Lan called him and walked over.

The other end seemed to have suddenly realized something, and he stood up quickly with difficulty and faced Wei Lan, his brows tightly furrowed.

Unlike his usual expression of submissiveness which he kept in the dark, he now looked extremely sharp, cold and fierce.

His voice was like the hoarse roar of a wild animal, and he bared his teeth and said:

"How could you get in this place, get out--"