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

Did these guys really want him dead? They even coated the bullets with poison.

Wei Lan hooked his shoulder and glanced at the wound on his back, but there was no black mark there.

Just some burn marks.

It seems that there is nothing wrong with the knife, but this makes him even weirder.

Why not coat the knife with poison? Wouldn't that make the other person die faster?

No, this knife wound didn't seem to have been inflicted after they arrived here. Could it have been before?

Unable to think so much now, Wei Lan quickly ran outside to pick up the dagger that this guy had taken before, and washed it in the rain.

Then he rushed in, pressed Louis' arm and frowned:

"Just bear with it. I need to take your bullet out first. It's probably poisonous. We need to take it out quickly."

As he said this, he looked at the wound again. The bullet had obviously been embedded in it, but at least its head could still be seen.

But how could he cut it open with his bare hands? Wei Lan was horrified as he watched. He really didn't have the courage to cut open a human's skin.

"Be patient."

Wei Lan felt relieved and aimed at that position with his eyes closed, as if he wanted to kill the other person.

He held his shoulder with one hand and slashed down with the dagger with the other hand. Finally, he opened his eyes and looked because he was still worried.

In fact, the surrounding flesh had been torn apart when the bullet passed through it, so it was enough to take the bullet out at this position. Wei Lan's hands were shaking a little, and the tip of the dagger had already gone in a little bit.

"Does it hurt?" He asked subconsciously, and then quickly pressed down his wrist and consciously took out the bullet.

He lost control of his strength and pried half of the bullet out.

But this action suddenly made the person groan, and the other end took a breath of cold air.

The pain was almost numbing, and he reached out and grabbed Wei Lan's arm, then pulled it apart with a little force.

Wei Lan felt some pain in the hand he grabbed, but he tried even harder as if he had no control at all, yet his hand was trembling slightly.

He began to breathe heavily again, his whole body seemed to be suppressing something, his eyes seemed to be stained with mist, but his voice was cruel:

"roll--."

“Go away…!”

Before he had even paused for half a second after he finished saying this, he suddenly let go of Wei Lan's hand, and then opened his arms in pain.

An arc appeared between the teeth at the corner of his lips, his brows were twisted together, and something suddenly stretched out from the two upper and lower canine teeth.

"?!"

Wei Lan's pupils suddenly contracted. He was startled by the scene in front of him. He blinked as if to confirm whether he had seen it wrong.

He seemed to have seen sharp teeth growing in the place where Louis's canine teeth were. He spread out his palms and saw that there was a tendency for growth between his nails.

Then he slowly raised his head, with the palms of his arms in the shape of claws, behaving like a wild beast.

Wei Lan swallowed his saliva, feeling that things were starting to go in the wrong direction. He felt as if this guy was going to pounce on him and tear him to pieces in the next second.

What is this thing?

The next second he stretched out one of his hands and grabbed towards his left shoulder, but the moment he touched it, a crackling sound came from the palm of his hand.

It was like something was burnt and I couldn't move at all.

But the next moment he touched her, he suddenly became irritable, his brows furrowed, and his body began to change in an instant.

Start changing from the head, arms and body...

Wei Lan slowly opened his lips and almost stood still on the spot, without even blinking.

My heart seemed to stop there.

he...

He saw that Louis had a pair of pointed and furry ears on his head, but his head had turned into... a wolf.

There was also a gray Tibetan tail behind him for no apparent reason.

"Wolf...Werewolf...!!"

Wei Lan murmured these words, What the hell? !

He couldn't describe the shock of what he saw before his eyes, because he had to run quickly.

But now he was standing there as if frozen. Although his brain was thinking, his feet could not move.

"hiss--"

Louis...

No, it should be said that the wolf let out a low hiss. Now that I think about it, why the hell was he so stupid before? There were so many hints but he didn't notice it.

I thought this guy was a vampire, but never a werewolf.

It's true that where there are vampires, there must be werewolves, but it doesn't seem to be mentioned in the original book.

But he had no time to think so much. The beast roared as if it was going to rush over and tear his flesh and bones. Its claws were extremely sharp, and its teeth were sharper than those of a vampire.

More than enough to crush his bones.

But the man on the other side was a little surprised the moment he looked up and saw him. He was obviously fierce in the previous second, but now he suddenly stopped all movements.

"**..."

Wei Lan seemed to hear what he was shouting, and suddenly, he rushed up and scared him to death.

He finally pulled his legs back and took a step, but when he turned around to run, he was pounced on.

Then I hugged him, and he gradually changed back to his original form. This original form refers to Louis' appearance instead of a wolf, but his ears and tail are still there. He suddenly whispered:

"elder brother..."

"?" Wei Lan finally heard what he was shouting. He actually called him brother? ?

He was still a little scared now. He could hardly breathe because he was tied up in someone's arms, but he still didn't dare to struggle.

He was afraid that this guy would turn into a werewolf and eat him the next second.

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The Rose Empire (the eighth year of William I).

It is a cold winter in a small town on the edge of Terkob County.

Mrs. Hanny, wearing a bulky cotton apron, hung a dried rye wreath on the door, and then drove to the sheepfold with a huge handful of rye.

When she walked slowly to the door of the sheep pen, she suddenly noticed that the chicken coop next to the sheep pen was clucking and making loud noises.

The noise made her yell:

"Why are you yelling?! You didn't even lay an egg for me! And you're still yelling!"

Of course the chickens didn't respond to her, and Mrs. Hanny didn't take it seriously and wrapped the rye in circles around the wooden fence.

At this time, Johnson, who was passing by and lived next door, saw her hanging rye and casually complained:

"It's been a while since that beast appeared. Why are you still so vigilant, Madam?"

Mrs. Hannie ignored him. Hanging the rye wreath became almost a tradition, and it was hung almost every year at the right time.

Seeing that he ignored him, Johnson left.

But as soon as he left, there was a louder cuckooing sound coming from the chicken coop, and chickens flew back and forth.

"Still yelling here?!" Mrs. Hanny cursed again.

But when she was about to leave, the chickens continued to crow. She thought it was strange, so she opened the chicken coop and was about to go in to check.