Quick Wear: I, who played the supporting actor, got stuck with the protagonist

Chapter 395: That Morbid and Paranoid Game Development Character (34)

"I thought so too. If we can win over Uncle Long Si, we will have an informed source of information in the gang in the future."

Mo You gave encouragement. As for what means Long Ming would use to win over Long Si and how Long Si would respond, it was none of his business.

In order to show his position, he even took the initiative to take the job, "Long Ping'an and I are good friends. If I have time, I will also help persuade Uncle Long Si."

Long Ming was very satisfied with his promising behavior and felt that this friend was worth making. He felt that he was much more useful than the four bald men who only knew how to flatter.

"Okay, I'll find a way to win him over when I get back."

If we win over Long Si, how far will the others be?

Long Ming seemed to have seen himself surrounded by people and Long Fei alone and miserable. He believed that he was the one most loved by his father and that the position of young gang leader would be his sooner or later. Those people would not be so ignorant as to reject him.

Long Ming, who felt good about himself, couldn't wait any longer and wanted to go back right away. He looked at Mo You and felt something in his heart.

"Brother Ming, I'm going to the bathroom over there. Are you going to wait for me here or go back?"

Long Ming frowned. He wasn't interested in waiting for someone to go to the bathroom. "I want to go back."

Mo You was not surprised, "Then you must remember to bring those people with you. It will be safer with them."

"Tsk, you're so long-winded. Why do you have to talk so much nonsense?" Long Ming hated being lectured, so he started to rebel. "I can still get back safely without them."

"But--"

"Shut up! If you keep talking, don't blame me for getting angry!"

Mo You stopped talking.

I just watched Long Ming leave in another direction, and before leaving I reminded myself that I must go see him when I have time, at least once a day.

There was no one around, and if he took action now with just a flick of his fingertips, Mr. Monster would definitely help him take Long Ming's life.

Mo You did not move until Long Ming's back became blurred and disappeared around the corner.

Compared to the momentary pleasure, he wanted Long Ming to watch helplessly as he lost everything. At that time, the other party would definitely have a very interesting expression.

what.

There was a hint of weirdness in the corners of his lips. He raised his foot and walked towards the direction where the bald man and his companions left.

With his right hand on his shoulder, the pain he felt at that time seemed still vivid in his mind. Mo You didn't see all of their faces clearly, but he would always remember their voices.

Having said that, he has a very good memory.

He remembers everyone who has hurt him.

"Huh huh huh~"

Humming a little tune, after a while he saw a few people doing nothing and greeted them with a smile.

"Hello, uncles."

The bald man frowned, "Why are you here? Where is the young master? How dare you leave the young master alone!"

The first thing they said was blame. In their opinion, the "friend" that Long Ming mentioned was just a whim. After tomorrow, who would remember such a person?

Even though they act like they want to be Long Ming's grandsons in front of him, they are very respectful outside. When asked if they are the ones following the young master, who wouldn't be polite?

He is not a good person, and the person who died in his hands did not have no children.

Mo You remained expressionless. His eyes were as dark as ink, staring at people in a way that made people feel creepy. It was not until the bald man cursed in a low voice that he spoke slowly.

"Long Ming, of course I went back."

"You think you can call the young master by his name?!" A green-haired man couldn't help but speak up. "Brother, I think this kid is abnormal. The young master might have been bewitched by him. Let's teach him a lesson!"

"Let him know what it means to be obedient."

The bald man paused, "Isn't this a bad idea? After all, he is a friend acknowledged by the young master himself."

His feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, not moving at all.

Green Hair was furious, "If it weren't for him, would we have been chased here by the Young Master? It's just a lesson. We know our limits and no one will die."

As they were talking, the four of them had already moved closer together, rubbing their hands together, they were already full of anger, and now they had someone to vent their anger on.

Anyway, this is not the first time they have done this.

Their eyes were excited, and they were a group of bad guys who obviously enjoyed violence. They flexed their wrists, looked down at their prey from above, and seemed to be thinking about where to start.

...Something is not right. The bald man, who was the leader of the group, paused. There was no one else in the visible range except them. Those cowards and losers did not have the courage and ability to go against their Dragon and Tiger Gang. There were no extra footsteps.

So, what exactly is wrong?

Unlike the other three, before coming to Long Ming's side, he was a pioneer in bloody fights with other gangs. His sixth sense, honed from licking blood on the tip of a knife, suddenly sounded the alarm and his nerves were tense.

"thump"

The sound of heavy objects falling to the ground was heard.

Stopping saved his life. The bald man had a blank expression. When people see something they cannot understand and are too shocked to react, it was as if his vocal cords were taken away in an instant.

The huge, pitch-black monster that did not belong to the human world swept across with its sharp claws, turning the three men into six. There was still excitement on its face about to see its prey begging for mercy, and the spurting blood almost turned the ground into a pool of blood.

'Gudong'

The sound of excessive saliva being swallowed automatically was heard, and then there was a pain in his knees. It turned out that his legs were too weak to support his body.

The bald man finally realized what was wrong.

The boy, the boy held in the monster's arms, was smiling from beginning to end.

The boy, as delicate as a porcelain doll, and the huge, dark and twisted monster formed a bizarre and harmonious picture.

The boy's feet stopped in front of him, but the bald man couldn't muster any strength, nor could he think of any offense. His voice was hoarse, like a baby who had just learned to speak.

"Monster, what are you going to do..."

His dark pupils were quiet, and Mo You's tone was vague, "You probably don't remember the boy you beat up two weeks ago."

Two weeks ago?

The bald man's brain worked rapidly, and finally, he found a picture from the corner. His pupils shrank, "You, you are the one--"

The boy's face was so dirty that his features could not be seen clearly. He didn't say a word no matter how he was beaten, which made them quite bored.

Now, retribution has come.

"You guessed it right." Mo You's eyes curved, "Unfortunately, there is no reward."

"Yes, it was Xiao Shao, no, it was Long Ming who asked us to do it, you, you go find him-"

"Shhh."

Mo You put his index finger to his lips, "He can't run away."

"..."

The bald man opened his mouth and wanted to beg for mercy, but he saw his own despair in Mo You's eyes, so he remained silent.

It was just because he understood that he would definitely die today and nothing he said would be of any use.

Mo You was very satisfied with his quietness. After all, he would be troubled if he shouted and attracted other people to check. After all, he didn't want people to discover the existence of Mr. Monster for the time being.

"you--"

The bald man died. The monster broke his neck, blocked his mouth, and suffocated him to death. In the last second before his death, he was still suffering inhuman pain because his legs and arms were broken one by one.

Compared with the other three, he was actually somewhat happier - dying quickly, how could that not be considered a kind of happiness?

The smell of blood was so thick that it was sickening, and the miserable conditions of several people turned this place into a horrific scene. Mo You stared at them for a while and smiled sweetly.

It was not until they returned to their own cabin that someone accidentally discovered the bodies of the bald man and several others. Screams cut through the sky, and the deserted streets became more lively than ever before.

Mo You was in a very good mood. The people who hurt him were dead. How could he be in a bad mood?

Of course, he did not forget who caused all this. The monster, who had turned back into anthropomorphic form, stiffened his body and carefully held the boy's soft body.

"...Thank you. Thank you."

Mo You's eyes were filled with emotion, "You know that, right? You know that they bullied me before, so you used more strength."

At first, Mo Yaoan was just beaten away, but when he got to the bald man and the others...

He clenched the monster's hand. It was with this hand that he easily cut several people in half. And now, the owner of this hand was holding him in a protective posture, rubbing his cheek.

Mo You suddenly smiled, a smile as sweet as honey that made people feel sweet to the heart at a glance, not to mention the strong emotions contained in it.

It is a liking that is strong to a certain degree, a possessiveness that is frightening, and also a paranoia that makes one want to merge with the monster, never separate, and share one's warmth with the other.

——So greedy.

Mo You held the monster's cheek and put their foreheads against each other.

"Mr. Monster, we will be together forever."

When the monster's arms tightened again, he remembered the bald man's last words.

"You who feed monsters will be attacked by them sooner or later!"

So what? Does it matter?

The moment Mr. Monster gave him a second life, his body and mind already belonged to it completely. Even if he was eaten by Mr. Monster, he was willing.

Rather, he couldn't wait to become one with it.

However, there was one thing the other party said wrong.

He was the one being fed from the beginning to the end.

……

【The evil rat is dead.】

[The evil rat leader kneels down and begs for mercy. ]

【The health bar of the evil rat leader is emptied.】

After sliding the screen to kill several mice that were bullying the little black cat, Bai Yichen was very proud, "Humph, you dare to touch my cub in front of me, you are so brave!"

The animal death scenes were processed into animated versions, turning into two pieces of cartoon mice with cross-eyed faces, sticking out tongues, and a few drops of blood at the corners of their mouths. It didn't look scary at all, and was even a bit funny.

And he got the sticker from the little black cat as he wished.

Of course, the system's prompts also made his surprise even greater.

【The conversation function is further unlocked. 】

【Press the voice button to have a real-time conversation with your child. 】

day!

What a great thing!!

When Bai Yichen thought about being able to send voice messages to the little black cat, he couldn't help but jump twice on the bed to express his excitement.

The days when he could only watch his good boy send him bubbles but couldn’t respond are now a thing of the past!

He! Now! Wants! To! Chat! With Guaizi!!!!

Even God can’t stop him, he said!

Bai Yichen cleared his throat and pressed the voice button.

"Good boy."