The crazy male protagonist is actually my good disciple from another world

"Don't worry, you won't die for the time being." Yan Muhuai finally stopped coughing and gently comforted Lin Ce.

In his mind, the system was desperately trying to explain the warning it had just issued. "Master Host, you should be able to hear it, right? That prompt tone is different from my voice. It was not me who asked you to continue to capture the hero. That was an automatic trigger program that the main system forced me to add. I have no way to control it!"

"I thought this program would disappear along with the previous host. I didn't expect that the mission would still be triggered when the hero was in the same city as you. Host, can you please not kill me? Although the mission of capturing the hero is impossible to complete, we can work very hard to do good deeds and accumulate merits. As long as we have enough merits, we won't be afraid of losing our lifespans due to mission failure, right?"

Thirty-five was extremely cautious and trembling with fear, fearing that Yan Muhuai would crush it as soon as he recovered.

But Yan Muhuai didn't want to argue with it now, and just replied coldly, "Shut your mouth now, I will slowly settle the score with you after I solve the problem of my aunt."

Thirty-five immediately became as quiet as a chicken, not daring to make another sound.

Having just gained 100 merit points, Yan Muhuai's life span was extended by one day, and his chest felt less congested. The reason for his cough was mainly due to the warning issued by the system.

The destination was still a long way away, and Yan Muhuai had no time to talk to Thirty-Five. He just wanted to ask Lin Ce anxiously, "What do you mean by saying that I am your only relative?"

Yan Tangxue was indeed gone, and Lin Ce didn't want to acknowledge his scumbag father, and Yan Muhuai could understand that.

But aren't Yan Muhuai's parents also Lin Ce's relatives? No, now they should be called adoptive parents, because Thirty-Five has already said that he is not their biological child.

Lin Ce suppressed his sadness and said, "My mom had an accident, and my uncle and aunt died in a car accident last year. You are the only relative left, right? Could it be that what you just said was a lie? You don't plan to have me anymore, do you?"

He still vividly remembered how he was sent back from the capital, and his trust in Yan Muhuai was not as high as before.

"What did you say? Your uncle and aunt died?" After Yan Muhuai asked this question with difficulty, he felt pain in his chest and couldn't breathe. Blood rushed up his throat, but he forced it back.

Without waiting for Lin Ce to answer, he shouted thirty-five in his mind, "System! Did you do this?"

Thirty-five's previous host felt that his adoptive parents in the countryside would affect his wealthy life, so it was not impossible for him to create an accident and kill them!

"No! No! Absolutely not!" Thirty-five was frightened by Yan Muhuai's tone and denied it with a trembling voice, "My previous host and I have never heard of this matter. Our energy in the past three years has basically been focused on how to conquer the male protagonist, and we haven't paid much attention to other things."

Yan Muhuai felt that the system didn't sound like it was lying, and he believed that it didn't have the courage to lie to it now, so he remained silent for the time being.

Lin Ce looked at him worriedly, "Brother, are you really seriously ill? Don't you remember anything like this?"

"Yes!" Yan Muhuai rubbed his temple, "There is a tumor in my brain, which affects my memory. Tell me more about it later."

Thirty-five, forced to become a tumor: ...

Hearing this, the sixteen-year-old boy, regardless of being still in the taxi, burst into tears like a three-year-old child.

"We are on our way to see my mother's body, and you told me that you have a terminal illness. I just skipped classes to surf the Internet for a day and a night. I haven't violated any heavenly laws. Why do you treat me like this?" Lin Ce shouted while crying.

The drake's voice, which was in the process of voice change, suddenly let out a howl, and the driver almost lost his grip on the steering wheel and rushed into the green belt on the side of the road.

"Who told you that I have a terminal illness? Didn't I tell you that I won't die for the time being? We are almost there, hurry up and collect it." Yan Muhuai glanced out the window. Three years ago, he also often came to Yan Tangxue's house to play with Lin Ce. Now seeing the familiar environment, his vague memories became clearer and clearer.

After arriving at the place, Lin Ce paid the fare while sobbing. After getting off the car, he wiped his eyes fiercely twice, making his demeanor become fierce.

He came back not only to see Yan Tangxue's body, but also to settle accounts with his beastly father. He couldn't walk in with red eyes and fall down for nothing.

"Brother, you are not in good health now. Just hide behind me after you go in. Lin Jinshui is a waste. I can beat him." After Lin Ce said this, he clenched his fists, took a deep breath, and was about to take Yan Muhuai into the courtyard with murderous intent.

"I believe you, but call the police before you go in." There is a homicide inside the door, and in this society ruled by law, you must first find the police.

It’s his fault that he just came back from another world and is not used to it yet, so he just remembered to call the police now.

Lin Ce only had a fierce appearance at the moment, but in fact his mind was blank and he was completely unable to think. He just did whatever Yan Muhuai said.

Yan Tangxue's house is a small self-built detached house with a large yard. She earns all her money from running her own company, while her husband Lin Jinshui is only responsible for eating, drinking, having fun, and beating his wife.

However, Yan Tangxue was not the kind of woman who would allow herself to be bullied. She always fought to the death with Lin Jinshui. This time, she lost her life because the other party found a mistress to help him.

When Lin Ce kicked the door open, Lin Jinshui and the mistress were sitting around the dining table eating hotpot.

There were plates of dark red meat slices on the dining table. In the hot steam rising above the pot, the incomplete ghost of Yan Tangxue was wailing in pain.

Lin Jinshui and Xiao San could not see Yan Tangxue's ghost, but Lin Ce, who had his yin-yang eyes opened by Yan Muhuai, saw it at a glance.

Lin Ce knew what was going on in this scene without Yan Muhuai saying anything.

"Lin Jinshui, I'm going to kill you!" Lin Ce shouted angrily and rushed into the kitchen to get a kitchen knife.

Lin Ce moved too quickly, and the weak Yan Muhuai had no time to stop him. Lin Jinshui and the mistress probably didn't expect them to come back at this time. They were a little scared and sat in their chairs without moving.

"Ah!" Seeing Lin Ce coming out with a bloodstained kitchen knife, the mistress in a sexy suspender skirt screamed, stood up and hid behind Lin Jinshui.

Lin Jinshui has been drinking and gambling for years and lacks exercise. He looks tall and strong, but he is actually bloated. He was pulled by the mistress by inertia and almost fell off the chair.

But he still pretended to be calm and pointed at Lin Ce, "What do you want to do, little bastard? Your mother ran away with a strange man last night, and she and I have already divorced. You followed your mother. This is my home, get out!"

Lin Jinshui didn't know that Yan Muhuai and Lin Ce had already seen Yan Tangxue's ghost and were well aware of his murderous deeds. He even perfunctorily responded to Lin Ce according to the lines he had agreed with Xiao San before.

"Bastard!" Seeing the table full of meat, with Yan Tangxue's screams ringing in his ears, and Lin Jinshui throwing dirty water at her, Lin Ce's eyes turned bloodshot, he lost all his rationality, raised the kitchen knife and chopped!