Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Si Cen looked at him curiously, "Why do you hate Lin Yilan so much?"

Wang Shaokai snorted coldly, "It's none of your business."

Si Cen thought about the plot in the original text where Wang Shaokai was only briefly mentioned, and seemed to understand something, "Oh~ You have a crush on Shen Mingyan!"

Wang Shaokai's face suddenly turned red, and then he became angry and punched Si Cen, "You're looking for death!"

The imagined scene of Si Cen being knocked down by a punch and begging for mercy in pain did not appear.

"Oh, I hate it most when someone hits me, I wanted to let you go~"

Wang Shaokai only heard Si Cen talking quietly, and at the same time his wrist was caught.

He suddenly felt something was wrong, but before he could struggle he heard a "click" and felt a sharp pain in his wrist, followed by a kick in the knee.

Wang Shaokai knelt wailing, his hands bent behind his back and pressed to the ground, punches and kicks raining down on him.

“Ahhh, it hurts, it hurts, oooooo…”

The pain in his wrist was secondary. The most important thing was the humiliation of being pinned to the ground and beaten like a prisoner by a despised idiot, which made him cry.

Si Cen is very skilled at beating people. He can make people suffer terribly but it doesn't look serious at all.

At the end of the fight, even the dislocated hand was put back in place with a "click".

But the technique was deliberately rough, and the severe pain when it was put back made Wang Shaokai almost faint.

In severe pain, he lay on the ground and saw Si Cen's enlarged beautiful face, and an unprecedented chill arose in his heart.

"You...what do you want to do?"

I always wonder how Si Cen could be willing to kill people at this time?

Seeing Si Cen reaching out his hand, Wang Shaokai started crying again out of fear.

"You, you, you, go away!" Wang Shaokai waved his hands wildly.

The expected stronger pain did not come. Instead, he felt that he slapped Si Cen on the cheek. Not only did the ring on his hand seem to scratch something, but he also pushed Si Cen down.

"I, I, I...fuck!"

He watched Si Cen fall in amazement. When he looked up at him, a scar appeared on his originally fair cheek, and bright red blood instantly oozed out.

Si Cen's expression looked calm, but Wang Shaokai suddenly felt horrified.

He got up in a panic and ran away shouting "It's none of my business".

Si Cen lowered his eyes and sat down on the ground with an attitude of "I'm so weak", as if he didn't have the strength to get up for a moment.

The system was also shocked, [Host, what are you doing? ]

The system was not particularly surprised when he suddenly went crazy and beat Wang Shaokai.

After all, the host was a devil in the original world. Not only did Wang Shaokai provoke it repeatedly, but he would definitely be dealt with if he dared to take action. But it was really a little afraid that the host would accidentally kill Wang Shaokai.

This is not the host's original world, killing is against the law.

However, what is even more incomprehensible to the system are the subsequent operations of the host.

Si Cen ignored it.

It appeared again, at the moment when he bent down and stretched out his hand to strangle Wang Shaokai. He also felt it when Wang Shaokai and others picked trouble with him in the banquet hall just now.

The feeling of being watched.

Someone is watching him.

[Host, host?] The mechanical voice of the system gradually emerged with uneasiness, [Are you...are you in pain?]

Si Cen raised his hand and wiped the blood from his cheek, [Yes, it hurts, system, what should I do? ]

His tone was soft, and his eyes were watery for some reason, as if he was about to cry.

The system CPU is about to burn up, and I'm panicking for no reason. [It's okay, I'll turn on the pain shield for you. This is the standard equipment for our cannon fodder department employees. The pain will go away immediately.]

As the system finished speaking, the burning pain on my cheek disappeared instantly.

Si Cen narrowed her beautiful eyes, [There is actually such a magical thing, I didn’t even know about it before, system you are really amazing~]

The system feels a little guilty. Although pain shielding is not uncommon, for the sake of character setting, it sometimes does not want the host to rely on it too much, so it deliberately does not mention it.

[System, thank you~]

But now, looking at the host's admiring eyes and words of gratitude, the system wanted to slap itself on the spot, to the extent that even if it was dormant, it would power on in the middle of the night and curse, "I deserve to die."

[No, nothing, host, can you get up? ]

Si Cen nodded, supported himself on the ground and slowly got up.

He was wearing a white suit, but because there were many flowers, plants and trees planted here, there was a lot of soil, so the clothes got dirty.

The pink hair that was originally carefully groomed is now a little messy and looks... a little dishevelled.

But it looks good.

The system didn't say anything for a while, and Si Cen didn't talk to it. It seemed that he had no intention of going in again, but instead wandered to a beautiful pool.

He squatted by the pond, looking down at the koi swimming in the clear water.

From the back, he looks like a lonely and autistic little poor guy.

But in fact, he was just considering whether braised or steamed food would be better.

If he were to say what he thought was more interesting about this modern world than the original one, it would be games and food.

The food here is diverse and novel. Although the food does not have any spiritual flavor, it has a unique beauty of junk food.

There was a rustling sound beside him. Si Cen turned his head and saw a pitch-black kitten coming out from somewhere. It was squatting by the pool like him, lowering its head and drooling at the fish in the pool.

Si Cen: ...

"This is an ornamental fish, and it doesn't taste very good."

A strange voice suddenly sounded behind me.

With Si Cen's powerful five senses, he actually didn't notice his arrival until the man spoke, but he still turned his head away with a shocked expression on his face.

The black cat reacted faster than him. It had already rushed in front of the man, stretched out into a long strip, and kept twisting around the man's leather shoes, occasionally grabbing the man's trouser legs with its claws.

Si Cen's gaze paused on the man's wheelchair for a few seconds before slowly moving upwards.

This is the person who looks most suited to a suit that Si Cen has ever seen.

In other words, he wears suits very nicely and elegantly.

Even Si Cen, who was particularly unaccustomed to the restrictive feeling of the tie, was tied neatly around the collar of his shirt, fitting perfectly and slightly pressing against his protruding Adam's apple, giving people an inexplicable urge to pull it tighter or tear it open.

As for that face, it is naturally handsome, which is rare among humans. However, perhaps due to his temperament, people dare not look at him directly with admiration.

His lips were thin and pale, and he looked like he might be unwell, but this sick look was mitigated by his overall noble and majestic aura.

A pair of slender, bony fingers were extended in front of him.

Si Cen lowered his eyes slightly and saw the iodine cotton swab and a Band-Aid in the other person's hand.

"Paste the wound," he said.

The voice is not particularly deep, but it has a kind of magnetism that makes the ears numb.

It sounds good.

He noticed that this seemingly well-behaved child was still staring at him blankly, with messy pink curly hair, clear and watery eyes, and a scar on his cheek. For a moment, he seemed to be hallucinating as if he were an animal cub.

The man sighed a little helplessly.

"come over."

He waved slightly at Si Cen, trying to show a hint of gentleness in his deep eyes.

Could he have scared the kid again?