Male God, A Little Su

Content warning: descriptions of gore and blood

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  04 is silent…

  It was too late to think about anything else as Ji Wuyou soon got rid of the last person and shook the blood that was on his hand.

  Other people’s mixed with his own, like raindrops, was thrown to the ground.

  He dropped the steel pipe, sitting on the ground, panting. Sweat stuck shreds of hair to his forehead, but his eyes seemed impenetrable, and his body was filled with breathless icy coldness.

  Xiong Peilan whimpered and crawled out of the warehouse. She regretted it. She knew that this guy was a lunatic, but but she didn’t expect him to be so mad and cruel!

  She watched Ji Wuyou with her own eyes, like a ghost crawling out of hell, using steel pipes as weapons, as if those people’s heads just watermelons, again and again as mists of blood spurted out.

  When everything was over, Ji Wuyou’s whole person has been stained into blood.

   “Young Master Ji.”

   “Young Master Ji, are you okay? Uh…”

  The assaultman had made the preparations first, and the rest of the team are situated at the end, planning to kill the mastermind first.

  But as soon as the rest came in, what did they see?

  A group of conscious and unconscious men, all lying on the ground.

  The whole scene was bloody, just like the slaughterhouse in the horror film, and it was a glaring.

  But they didn’t care about anything else, and rushed the young master to the doctor who followed them and signaled, “Young Master Ji, let’s do an examination first, are you okay? Can you hold up?”

   Ji Wuyou raised his eyes, glanced at them faintly, avoided the people who were coming to help him, and stood up by himself.

   “I’m fine, give me your phone.”

   “Huh? But Young Master Ji, we are not allowed to bring mobile phones on missions.”

  Reasonable, as they are afraid that there will be a sudden situation that will cause bad things.

  Ji Wuyou wrinkled his eyebrows, glanced at the ground, and then strode towards Xiong Peilan, and indifferently reached out his hand to her.

  Xiong Peilan was so frightened that she did not even dare breathe, so she could only hand over the phone to him with shaky hands.

  Everyone watched, as Ji Wuyou dialed a number and waited quietly for a few seconds.

  Until on the phone speaker, a mechanical and sweet system prompt came out.

   [Sorry, the number you dialed is not in the service area, please try again later. sorry……】

  Xiong Peilan was the person closest to Ji Wuyou, and she saw clearly as Ji Wuyou suddenly smiled unclearly, and quickly hung up the phone.

  Suddenly a thought flashed in her mind that she tightly grasped!

  Yes, Ji Wuyou likes her daughter!

She hurriedly begged for mercy: “Wuyou, I was also forced. Your father really didn’t leave me a way out! Otherwise, I wouldn’t do such a thing, and Yan Yan, don’t you like her the most? I beg you to let me go. Then I will persuade Yan Yan and let her be with you, OK?”

“Ah–“

  Ji Wuyou, opened his eyes and smiled contemptuously.

  ”Do you really regard yourself as someone important?”

After that, he faintly told the people behind him, “Come here, send this woman to the mental hospital. They all said I am a madman. Then I can only let her experience first, what a real madman is like. .”

   As they listened to the boy’s words while his face did not change at all, even the strong men with guns, couldn’t help but tremble.

  To send a normal person to a mental hospital. It’s true that sometimes the mental torture is far more intense than the physical pain.

  Xiong Peilan is obviously aware of this.

  She widened her eyes in horror and shook her head violently, “No! Ji Wuyou, you can’t do this to me! I am Yan Yan’s mother! If you do this, Yan Yan will never forgive you!”

“It’s ok.”

  Ji Wuyou interrupted her, his thin eyelids drooping, and the bottom of his eyes empty.

  He murmured, “It doesn’t matter if you don’t forgive, then hate me—”

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