Vicious cannon fodder is prohibited for beauties to play

Chapter 221 He is a cannon fodder internet scammer (47)

Shi Jian couldn't help but cry out in pain, gasping for breath. He supported himself on the shoe cabinet with one hand and touched his forehead with the other hand. He was shocked to find a large swelling on his forehead.

His temples were throbbing with pain, and when he looked down he saw the culprit that had caused his bad luck - a pile of various vegetables and meat packed in plastic bags.

He was furious and kicked the food in front of him away. He suppressed his anger and shouted, "Meilun, Xiaoyang, where did you go?"

Then a sneer was heard, and someone said, "Shi Jian, long time no see."

Shi Jian suddenly turned his head and looked through the hollow treasure cabinet above the shoe cabinet next to him, only to find a figure sitting on the sofa inside.

It was not completely dark yet, and even though the lights were not on in the house, it did not affect the lights from the households in the buildings outside, as well as the community street lights, etc., which were shining in, so they could still be seen.

The moment he saw the face of the slender figure clearly, a hint of obsession that made Si Cen feel sick flashed across his eyes, and then it turned into a kind of malice.

"What are you doing sitting here without even turning on the light? Also, you think you've grown strong enough that your dad doesn't even call you anymore, right?"

Shi Jian felt that Si Cen agreed to come back too readily this time, and he had been suspecting that he was up to something, so he deliberately reminded Mother Xu to prepare such a gift. In fact, he was using this to warn Si Cen not to cause trouble or he would reveal his secret, and also to disgust Si Cen.

Si Cen naturally knew his purpose.

Shi Jian's forehead ached, but he didn't dare to rub it. He just held it in his hand and walked around the shoe cabinet. On the right was the living room. He saw that Si Cen was the only one sitting there, and he didn't hear anyone else's voice. He asked even more unscrupulously, "Where are your stepmother and your brother? Did you make them run away or send them away?"

Without waiting for Si Cen to answer, he continued, "You panicked and got scared when you saw the gift your father gave you, so you deliberately sent them away, right? Cen Cen, you are still the same as when you were a child, so pitiful, like a frightened bird, afraid that others would know your quirks."

Si Cen looked at this scumbag and found that he was indeed good-looking. If you didn't know his true character, he would look like a gentle and polite person. Compared with his peers, he didn't even look old, and he didn't have the big belly that men with plump cheeks have when they reach middle age or old age.

But it's also true that if he didn't have that kind of appearance, the original owner's mother probably wouldn't have believed him, and even now, Mother Xu wouldn't have married him.

Unfortunately, the more human some people look on the outside, the dirtier they are on the inside.

"Quirk? You mean the fact that I like to wear women's clothes? You told Auntie that, right?"

Shi Jian was very proud when he heard this. "This is the punishment for your disobedience, Cen Cen. How come you become more and more naive as you grow up? Do you really think you can leave me and get rid of me? This is just a warning to you. If you still don't obey..."

"What? Are you going to lock me up in the dark room again? Do you have any other new tricks?"

There was no fear in Si Cen's tone. Shi Jian was stunned and raised his eyes again to look at Si Cen carefully.

After not seeing him for a long time, he seemed to have grown up completely. His face became more handsome and more eye-catching, and more and more... like his mother.

Unconsciously, Shi Jian's gaze became a little obsessed, even in this dim light, the boy sitting on the sofa looking at him with cold eyebrows, except for his face, seemed to have everything distorted and changed, and finally turned into a woman with waist-length hair and wearing a gentle long dress.

Shi Jian stretched out his hand little by little, muttering, "Yingxue... Yingxue..."

That was Si Cen’s mother’s name, Si Yingxue.

Just as he was about to see the face that had haunted him for years, he suddenly felt a piercing pain, shattering all his fantasies.

There is no long-haired gentle beauty here, there is only a boy with a face that looks more and more like her.

He was pulling his fingers and twisting them in the opposite direction, causing pain.

Shi Jian involuntarily bent down due to the pain, trying to free his hand, but his efforts were in vain. He ended up holding his almost broken hand with one hand, and fell to his knees in front of Si Cen, screaming in pain.

"Si Cen! You bastard... let go! Let me go!"

Si Cen sneered disdainfully, "Aren't you my father? If I am a bastard, then you are a bastard dog."

Shi Jian was suddenly startled, and he finally realized that Si Cen was very different from before.

It seemed like he was not afraid of me at all, let alone being controlled by me.

Moreover, why did the look in his eyes make him feel like he was breaking out in a cold sweat?

Shi Jian looked at Si Cen fiercely, "What are you talking about? How do you talk to your father like that? I worked so hard to raise you. If it weren't for me, you would have starved to death out there. You ungrateful bastard, are you ready to fly now that you've grown wings?"

Si Cen: "It's the same old sayings over and over again. I've heard them all my life and my ears are callused. You don't even need to learn a few more PUA lines. You haven't made any progress in all these years."

Shi Jian always felt that things were going to get out of control today, and his fingers were aching as if they were going to break. He realized that now was not the time to show off, and that he couldn't control Si Cen the same way as before, so he immediately changed his strategy.

"Cen Cen, Cen Cen, what are you doing? Let go of dad. You haven't been home for the past two years. It's normal for dad to feel a little resentful towards you, right? Dad is wrong. Dad is just angry because he misses you so much."

Si Cen felt sick to his stomach after hearing this and kicked him, "Shut up, you old bastard."

There was a slight noise in the innermost bedroom, as if something had hit the door.

But the sound was so weak, and Shi Jian had a headache, aches in his hands, and a pain in his chest from being kicked, so he didn't notice it at all.

He struggled to get up, but he didn't expect Si Cen, who was originally sitting, to stand up and step on his chest, making it impossible for him to get up.

Si Cen smoothed his hair, put one hand in his pocket, stepped on Shi Jian, and leaned over to look at him, "You are not my biological father, how did you lie to my mother? You'd better tell me everything, otherwise I don't mind breaking a few of your bones just like this."

As the words fell, the force on his feet increased. Shi Jian had no doubt whether he could do what he said.

How could this happen? How did Si Cen become like this?

How could a child who had become cowardly and autistic because of constant belittlement, suppression, denial and even abuse since childhood have such momentum?

It’s like, it’s like... a completely different person!

Shi Jian endured the pain and raised his eyes suddenly, but he didn't expect to be met with a pair of evil scarlet eyes.

There was a buzzing sound in his mind, and it seemed as if there was a blank for a moment.

Then all kinds of negative emotions could no longer be suppressed by him and surged in.

All his evil thoughts came out of his mouth continuously...