Fast-wearing female supporting roles: the villain is pretending to be pitiful again

Chapter 404 The little brother broke into the house and robbed him

Chapter 404 The little brother broke into the house and robbed (40)

【Look, there is another Brother Long who looks very unusual. This woman named Yu Xiaoyan should be a spy sent by Brother Long. Maybe she is planning some bad idea. 】

"Brother Long?"

Xue Zimo turned his chair around and looked at the big monitor with a gloomy face.

Who is Brother Long?

In the whole building, it seems that such a person has never been heard of.

However, this did not prevent him from being upset, or from wanting to kill this brother Long.

"Where is he?"

At this moment, Xue Zimo's eyes were dark and bloodthirsty, and his body was full of hostility and coldness.

This is the real him, the side he dare not show in front of others.

Those dark memories that he could never forget had already melted into his flesh and blood.

Hunger, cold, loneliness, despair, fear, betrayal, death, these made him what he is today.

In his eyes, there is no good or evil, no good or bad, only enemies and ourselves.

With him like this, even his father and grandparents felt that he was a monster that could no longer be saved.

[It's not in this building, but it's also in this community. Don't worry, as long as you want to find it, you can find it soon, and then solve it. 】

[By the way, you said she is really stupid, can't you see that her best friend is not a good thing? 】

The second personality doesn't think that Yun Miao will fail to see that Yu Xiaoyan has bad intentions for her.

"It's impossible for the person I'm looking at to be so stupid."

Although the acquaintance time is very short, Xue Zimo has already seen through Yun Miao's true character.

It's just that, when he thought of someone being unfavorable to her, he still had an urge, an urge to go downstairs and kill that woman.

That woman is not worthy of being so kind to her, nor worthy of taking her things.

【Very angry?Very angry?If you can't do it, how about leaving it to me?I must do things properly and neatly. 】

The second personality tried to disturb his thoughts and mental power, but was soon discovered by Xue Zimo.

He sneered, raised his head and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, with a few traces of blood in his eyes.

"This is my body, you can't compete with me."

It was fine in the past, but now, he will never allow himself to completely lose control and hand over his body.

He must stay awake.

The second personality didn't expect him to stabilize his mental strength so quickly, he was a little unwilling, and continued to stimulate: [Aren't you angry? 】

【That Brother Long is a lecherous old man, and he likes to play with innocent looking girls like her the most. Once he catches his eye, it will not end well. 】

【Imagine, your beloved girl was thrown on the bed rudely by that man, and then she was tossed with all kinds of unbearable means like those women, you...】

Although Xue Zimo knew that he was provoking himself on purpose, it was inevitable that some women he met outside were treated as playthings and were tortured and abused by men in his mind.

The more I think about it, the more my head hurts, and my already disordered mental strength also begins to become unstable, and a red color like a mutant beast slowly appears in my eyes.

With a 'click', the wine glass in his hand was directly crushed.

【shut up!I will never let this happen!Absolutely not. 】

He shook off the glass shards in his hands, and regardless of the bleeding on his hands, he got up, took off his upper body clothes and threw them on the ground, and quickly walked into the bathroom with a gloomy face.

Fill the basin with water and bury your head in the water.

After a while, the mania in his heart gradually subsided, and his sense of anxiety subsided, so he raised his head and let out a sigh of relief.

(End of this chapter)

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