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

The three of them stood there in a daze.

Only Wei Lan stood up and started to say something unclear.

"Fuck your dad! It's already hard to live in reality, and you're still trying to make it up in this virtual world. You want to draw my blood, right? You want to let my blood flow, right?!"

Wei Lan turned around and rushed to the black-masked doctor, took off his mask, stretched his bleeding arm to his face, and rubbed it randomly on his face:

"You want to put some in, right? Here, put as much as you want in it! How is it? Is it delicious? Isn't the princess' blood more noble?"

Then he held up his robe and questioned him,

"I'm asking you a question, are you mute? Does the princess's blood taste better? Tell me, why don't you say anything? Don't you like to release it? I'll let you release enough now."

The two maids behind him looked at him tremblingly, and one of them said tremblingly:

"Princess, he's really crazy!"

The doctor couldn't open his eyes because of his blood, and his mouth was full of blood.

He snatched the small knife for scraping the flesh from the doctor. Wei Lan's face was pale now, and the powder that the servant had applied on him before had all fallen off. His lips were snow-white, and he wiped his lips with his bleeding arm.

A sinister smile appeared on his face, and he ran towards the two servants with the knife in hand.

"This quack likes to bleed so much, and you guys also like to watch him bleed. What a coincidence, I like it too. How about I bleed you now?"

"No, no! Help! Help..."

The two maids stumbled back, still muttering:

"He's crazy, really crazy. He's been possessed by a demon. What should we do? What should we do...?"

"Guards! Guards! Guards! The princess has gone mad!"

Wei Lan staggered towards them, not to create atmosphere, but because he had begun to faint from excessive blood loss.

"Which hand did you use to grab me just now...?"

He asked, his pale face was covered in bright red blood, looking extremely weird.

"Help!"

"Guards, the guards are here!!" the toothless maid suddenly said in surprise.

The next second, two guards rushed in from the iron gate, immediately pinned Wei Lan down, and forcibly twisted his arms back.

The blood flowed more rapidly due to the action, but Wei Lan no longer had the strength to resist.

I couldn't even speak, I could only curse in my heart, damn, he hasn't even had enough fun yet...

At this time, the doctor had wiped the blood off his face, and his whole face was red with anger. He rushed up and kicked Wei Lan, and the kick hit the wound on Wei Lan's abdomen. Wei Lan felt numb all over his body, including his scalp, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"You bitch! Do you still think you are that noble princess?!"

He sneered,

"Look at yourself now. You're going to die soon. You're even worse than a whore on the street.. Hahahahahaha—"

The toothless maid picked up the knife that fell beside Wei Lan's knee, reached out to pick it up, and stabbed it directly at the wound on his arm.

Wei Lan frowned, his whole body convulsed, and a painful groan came from deep in his throat.

This group of people are so mean. He wanted to cry, but stopped immediately.

It seems that only when you are really about to die will you remember things in real life.

"You're a boy, how can you cry?! This is disgusting, don't jump on me!"

. . .

"What are you doing? What if you get discovered?" another maid exclaimed.

"Humph - what are you afraid of? If the guards hadn't come just now, we would have been the ones to end up like this!"

The toothless maid said viciously,

"He's going to die soon. Do you think His Majesty will care how he dies?"

The thin, sharp tip of the knife pierced into his flesh like a wire.

"Didn't he say she was pretty? Why not give this little face..."

Just as Wei Lan's consciousness was gradually becoming blurred, he suddenly heard a female scream.

"Ahhhh-"

Immediately afterwards, blood splashed into his eyes, and Wei Lan subconsciously blinked twice.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince! You--!"

Before he could finish his cry, Wei Lan's grip loosened and he fell to the ground.

Glancing around, he saw that one of the doctor's arms had been cut off by the sword, which was as sharp as a knife through iron. He curled up on the ground and twisted in pain.

The two maids were so frightened that they hid in the corner. When they saw the doctor's miserable state, they fell to the ground and dared not move, begging frantically:

“No, no…! Help—! Ah!”

Then their throats were pierced by long swords and they could no longer scream. Everything around them was stained with blood.

Wei Lan was so frightened that his heart was beating fast and all the veins in his body were trembling. He had lived for half his life, but this was the first time he saw a death, and in such a cruel way.

The feeling of fear instantly spread throughout my body, but I didn't even have the strength to move.

The Crown Prince...? Why are you here... The fear of death begins to grow.

He caught a glimpse of a man with light blond hair, looking down at him from the side, his fair skin was splattered with a few drops of blood, and he was still wearing the velvet red and gold-patterned military uniform.

In his hand he held a long sword with a golden belt.

He frowned, opened his thin lips and whispered to him:

"You look so miserable, like a piece of rag—"

Wei Lan was dazed but still heard what he said clearly, and the trembling feeling all over his body strangely subsided. He thought to himself, "You little brat, who are you scolding when we just met?" Thinking of him closing his eyes, he was about to faint.

Maybe this thing was here to save him, he thought with a very positive attitude.

As a result, he heard footsteps and the next second Wei Lan was picked up. He said viciously, but still very elegantly:

"Close your eyes again and I will chop off your head right now."

When Wei Lan heard this, he was startled and opened his eyes. Damn, he thinks I’m not miserable enough, he’s so vicious.

Then I felt that the place he was holding was a little wrong. He was holding the lace folded collar on his chest, instantly exposing a large area of ​​skin.

Damn it! Wei Lan immediately stretched out his uninjured hand to cover his chest.

A low laugh came from my ear, "It's already so flat, what's there to cover?"

Wei Lan frowned and used almost all his strength to say, "I'm afraid that you will find out that I'm a man. Can you try another way?"

I don't know if it was because he was picked up by the waist the next second, and then he heard someone complain:

"My sister is really heavy. If you dare to faint, I will cut your body into eight pieces and send them to Queen Kailin's tomb."

. . . His father’s.

It was the first time for Wei Lan to be carried like a princess. Although he felt terrible pain all over, he was still very embarrassed. After all, he was a man...

Moreover, what kind of bastard hero-saving-beauty method is this? Isn't this man the Queen's biological son? Why would he come to save him?

They are not that kind of relationship, what should I do? I don't have this fetish. Doesn't the princess like Lin?

Could it be that the Crown Prince has a one-sided love? The more Wei Lan thought about it, the more outrageous it seemed. No, no, maybe the Crown Prince simply thought it was fun. When he gave the gift, it seemed that he didn't get along well with the Dog King and Queen.

Is it possible that I am in a rebellious phase now?

As I was thinking, my consciousness became blurry... Fortunately, I didn't hear the sound of a head falling to the ground.

When he woke up, his head felt as heavy as if it were filled with lead. He looked around and it seemed to be his own room. The sun was shining outside and the sound of birds chirping could be heard from time to time.

Wei Lan was just trying to stand up, damn, he is not dead yet?

When he sat up, his arm seemed to be useless and the wound on his abdomen seemed to have been treated.