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

As expected, he was speechless, and Wei Lan quietly rolled his eyes. These idiots...

"Oh why?"

The teacher was a little surprised. Normally, the priest would never refuse someone who came to the church, let alone a princess.

"Because I am full of sin."

Wei Lan raised his eyes and said this with a calm smile.

This is what the princess said in the original book when she and the heroine happened to come to the church together and the priest was willing to baptize the heroine but refused the princess.

When Wei Lan said this, Xi Ze actually raised his eyes slightly.

That look seemed to be saying to Wei Lan that he was quite self-aware.

Tsk! Wei Lan was very unhappy. You can do it to whoever you want. He didn't care. He raised his middle finger in his heart, then turned around and walked away.

As he was leaving, he heard his unique voice, and he saluted and said:

"Next time - come again..."

Wei Lan's face twitched twice. What the hell! He would never come again unless he had to complete the mission.

When he came out, he said the baptism had been completed.

When they got outside, they didn't see Sina. Instead, they saw that his two magnificent carriages were surrounded by people, and the four guards he brought with him were trying to stop them from going forward.

Someone among them shouted: "This is the princess's carriage!"

"His Majesty the King still keeps the princess. He has been possessed by a demon!"

"Oh, my God, this is madness!"

Wei Lan swallowed his saliva. If he went out, he would probably be trampled to death.

It's still the early stages, why do so many people hate him?

"There's the princess!!!"

Someone shouted, and everyone looked in his direction. Some even held brooms!

Not so!

"Grass!"

Wei Lan cursed, turned around and ran, bypassing the church and the monastery towards a door behind the wall.

When he arrived at the place, he quickly closed the door that blocked the church.

He didn't breathe a sigh of relief until the door was closed tightly.

Crazy, really crazy! These people.

Wei Lan calmed down and began to observe the surrounding environment. The church was really too big, and when he ran out, he found himself on a completely unfamiliar street.

Through the gaps between the buildings, noisy sounds came from the front. Wei Lan walked towards that direction curiously and passed by several buildings.

In the center of a busy street, there was a place where a large group of people gathered, and they were shouting and yelling about something.

Wei Lan squeezed in curiously and found a simple platform in front of him, with several people holding whips or spiked sticks standing on both sides of the platform.

Kneeling on the stage was a half-naked man with silver hair. His hair was so long that it covered his eyebrows and eyes. His eyes were also covered. He had a well-proportioned body and distinct muscles.

At this moment, the people around were still shouting:

"Kill him! Beat him to death!"

Wei Lan probably knew what was going on. In this world, even slaves were divided into different levels, and the beautiful ones were sold to wealthy people with special fetishes.

Those who are not good-looking or no one wants will be dragged to the streets to perform. This performance is extremely cruel. If you want to survive, you must kill the other person.

He will give you all kinds of weapons and ask you to kill the opponent. People will do whatever they want when facing difficulties.

The last people left might be bought, and usually the consequence of being bought is to become an underground human casino, or to be trained to become beast fighters.

They sound nice and are called warriors, but in fact they are just some businessmen who put on a human-animal show for the nobles in order to make money, and let them bet on who will win.

Thinking of this, Wei Lan couldn't help but shudder, feeling that the day he first arrived was simply child's play.

At this time, the people on the stage had already started to prepare. The silver-haired man was blindfolded, and his hands and feet were locked.

"Oh, our silver-haired warrior has won four consecutive days! But today his hands and feet are tied, can he still survive?!

So what's next! Let's wait and see!"

After the short host finished speaking, he made way for the others.

At this time, a two-foot-tall man with exaggerated muscles was pulled up from behind. His hands and feet were not tied, his eyes were not blindfolded, and someone handed him a sharp broad axe.

That broad axe was not the kind used for chopping wood. The axe body was very small and looked more like it was used for chopping bones.

The silver-haired man was only handed a knife, which was no different from the fruit knife in Wei Lan's dormitory.

Wei Lan simply couldn't bear to watch it. Wasn't this obviously targeted?

But obviously, people prefer watching such performances, and they shout with excitement.

"Oh! Come on, come on!"

"Beat him to death, beat him to death, and let him be arrogant for a few days!"

The silver-haired man held the blade between his lips and raised his jaw. The knife turned an arc in the air and landed in the man's scarred hand.

Then he took the knife in his left hand and twisted the chain. The chain was so thick that it was obviously no match for the thin blade, and a small piece of the blade was ejected.

"Hahahahahahahaha!" The people around burst into laughter.

"Did you see that? He tried to get the chain off with a knife!"

"It's so funny, so stupid!"

At this time, the burly man holding the broadaxe had already attacked him. The silver-haired man was very light with thin muscles all over his body, and he dodged the attack even though he was blindfolded.

But unfortunately, the silver-haired man had been forced to the side of the stage.

Wei Lan, like everyone else, was also terrified. Although everyone was still shouting to kill him, they were all holding their chests tightly and sweating for the silver-haired man.

Just when the axe was about to fall on the silver-haired man, he cleverly jumped up and stretched out his chained feet to resist the axe. The axe was only a few centimeters away from his ankles.

The chains were cut off abruptly, and the silver-haired man's feet were untied. He turned around and kicked the sturdy man in the side, but the sturdy man had great self-control and only cried out in pain and covered his side.

The silver-haired man did not choose to continue fighting back, but retreated to the other side. At this time, the black cloth covering his eyes also slipped halfway.

The grey eyes quickly glanced towards the audience.

He was still holding the knife in his hand. The blade made a sound and broke in half, and the chain also broke.

Now everyone realized that he was not trying to cut the chain, but to push it out of the opening.

The burly man rushed over angrily with an axe in his hand. The silver-haired man reacted quickly, bent down, slid to the side, then turned around and kicked the underside of the burly man's raised arm, which was an extremely vulnerable part.

His movements were swift and agile, like a hunting beast,

Almost in an instant, when the sturdy man reacted and turned around, he was kicked in the back of the knee, and the sturdy man fell backwards instantly.

Without hesitating for a second, the silver-haired man raised the half-broken knife and stabbed it towards the sturdy man's neck.

The strong man didn't even have time to scream before he lost his life and blood gushed out.

Everyone around was staring at all this in amazement, their eyes wide open in almost disbelief.

Wei Lan's mouth was so big that it could even hold an egg. I thought to myself, this guy is too fast. His eyes kept jumping around following his movements.

The strong man on the ground was dead, and there was a cheer all around, and the money was thrown on the stage.

Wei Lan looked at the dead body with eyes wide open, turned and left. He felt his legs trembling slightly.

He squeezed out of the crowd and walked out, thinking that the people surrounding his carriage should have left, so he started walking back.

But uh... he's a bit lost...

He had clearly just come from the opposite street, but he didn't know which Kakari he was from. Wei Lan wandered around for a long time and finally found the back door of the church.

I was delighted and hurried over.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from a distance:

"Stop! That bastard! Catch him!"

Then, a ragged figure rushed into Wei Lan's sight. His upper body was barely covered by a few pieces of rags, but it made it easier to see his abdominal muscles and mermaid line. However, he was dirty all over.

The short silver-white hair was also full of dirt. The whole body was covered with scars and fresh wounds were bleeding.

Wei Lan frowned. Isn’t this the one just now?

There were two people chasing him relentlessly, shouting and cursing as they went.

Wei Lan was startled and quickly made way for them so as not to block their way.

He just hoped that this exhausted man would not collapse in front of him, he didn't want to cause any trouble.

As a result, with a "thump" sound, Wei Lan blinked twice, and the man happened to fall in front of him, with one of his hands just resting on one of Wei Lan's shoes.

Well...

Wei Lan looked at the two vicious men chasing him and slowly stopped, panting:

"Huh... Damn it! You can't run anymore!" He then started whipping him again:

"Let you run, I'll let you run!"

"Wait a minute!" Wei Lan watched the whip like a flying snake, hitting him again and again, tearing his skin and flesh. It hurt so much just thinking about it.

"Ok?"

The man holding a whip and looking like a cannon fodder suddenly looked over, as if he just realized that there was another person here.

"I, I'll go away first and then you guys can fight, okay?"

Wei Lan pointed at the whip, which was about to hit him in the face, and was about to move.

But he found that he couldn't move at all, as the hand had grasped his ankle tightly without him noticing.

Your meal is ready, brother!

The man on the ground slowly raised his head, staring at him with his grey eyes, as if he wanted to see through him. Wei Lan discovered that there was a hideous scar at the end of his eye.

The two men saw that he was wearing silk and satin, and that he was either rich or noble, so they did not dare to neglect him and stepped on the man's wrist with one foot:

"Damn it, don't let go!"

"Wait a moment!"

To be honest, Wei Lan felt a little soft-hearted. This man was quite handsome and had such strong fighting skills. He had a vague idea and asked:

"Who is he?"

"Slaves from the Western Continent," one of them actually answered him.

"Western Continent?..."

Wei Lan thought about it and thought that he might be able to be trained. It would not only help him accumulate virtue, but also provide him with a backup. Moreover, he always had a strange intuition.

Maybe it was because of his appearance that he didn't look like an ordinary person. He also saw the man's performance on the stage and he didn't look like a human being at all.

"Miss? Do you want to buy it?" The man holding the whip looked at Wei Lan cautiously and said:

“Although he was disfigured, he was in great shape.

Mainly because he is very strong. He ran away twice after being caught. If he hadn’t been given medicine…”

"strong?"

Wei Lan murmured, "This is more than just strength, right? He could strangle a cow to death."

"Yes, Miss!"

The man holding the whip suddenly laughed:

"He's very strong! And very strong! You can do anything you want with him."

Why is it so strange to say this?

"Ahem..." Wei Lan pretended to cough twice. He wanted to do that too. So he pretended to say:

"My servant has gone to pick out jewels. I don't have any money with me, so I'll use this as payment!"

As he spoke, Wei Lan took off the ruby ​​necklace from around his neck.

"Is this true or not..." the person behind holding the whip questioned.

"Of course it's true!" Wei Lan said, pointing to the shop across the road:

"Otherwise you can go to that pawn shop and ask."

"I'll go for a while, you stay here!" the man with the whip said to the person behind him, then turned and walked to the opposite side.

Finished!

Wei Lan panicked. He didn't know if it was true or not. Anyway, it was taken from his room. The king shouldn't be so stingy, right?

He moved his feet slightly, hoping that the dying man on the ground was still alive.

The next second, the people on the ground suddenly stood up at an astonishing speed, and then punched the person guarding them on the temple.

The man fell to the ground unexpectedly and fainted.

This...this! The strength is really great!

Wei Lan was instantly panicked. He didn't expect that this man could actually knock someone unconscious. Could he be dead? !

But he didn't have time to think about it. He immediately grabbed the man's hand and started running wildly again.

He really was either on the way to escape or at the starting point of escape.

Fortunately, the man entered the store and didn't notice what happened behind him. The two of them finally stopped when they ran to another street.

Oh shit.

Wei Lan stopped again to catch his breath. He felt like he could even go for a long-distance run!

Who can outrun him?

At this moment, the man suddenly raised his hand, and Wei Lan realized that his hand was still holding him, so he quickly let go.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, the man turned and left.

"???"

"Hey! I bought you with gems!"