My Dad Is a Villain - Chapter 2

Chapter 3

“Host, it’s useless.”

The System quickly regained its composure and threw cold water on the idea, saying:

“This villain is cold-hearted and naturally suspicious. Everyone who approaches him must go through layers of tests. You can’t stay by his side by playing pitiful.”

The previous conquerors who came to this world all died on the path to getting close to Fang Xubai, and their Affection Points were all zero even when they died.

Before I could answer the System’s question, a deep voice sounded from nearby.

“Master Bai, everyone else has been dealt with. This is the last fish that slipped through the net.”

Fang Xubai’s subordinate was forcing a chubby young man to kneel on the ground.

The chubby young man’s limbs were spasming, but he still kept kowtowing, his tears and blood mixing as they flowed.

“Fang Xubai, Master Bai, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have hit you and cursed at you when we were children. Please spare my life…”

The piercing voice finally brought Fang Xubai back from his wandering thoughts.

He released my sleeve, regained his indifferent expression, and glanced over casually.

In this alternate world where the underworld runs rampant, Fang Xubai is the undisputed Life-Taking Yanluo.

A single look from him can decide life and death.

The subordinate understood and was about to take the man away, but Fang Xubai withdrew his gaze upon seeing me in his arms and suddenly spoke again:

“Wait.”

As if he had discovered something more fun, he curled his lips maliciously.

“Since you called me Daddy, I should at least give you a gift.”

Fang Xubai carried me over to the chubby young man, then gently placed me on the ground.

He pulled out a handgun from his waist, considerately loaded it, and then stuffed it into my hand.

“Is this a toy gun? Thank you, Daddy!”

I feigned surprise as I took the gun and fiddled with it, the muzzle pointing at Fang Xubai at one point.

He didn’t dodge at all, and even laughed more delightedly.

“Right, a toy gun. It doesn’t hurt at all when you shoot people.”

He gently lifted my hand from behind, aiming the muzzle at the chubby young man’s forehead.

He leaned in close to my ear and coaxed in a gentle voice:

“Baby, shoot. Just for fun.”

Chapter 4

A normal 5-year-old cannot recognize a real gun.

Firing the gun and seeing a head explode would traumatize a normal child.

Not firing, and the child’s innocent words would be seen as having ulterior motives.

Fang Xubai was playing and also testing.

Truly worthy of being rated the most difficult target by the Quick Transmigration Department, ruthless enough, twisted enough.

Just playing pitiful was useless, so I had to do something more drastic.

“It really doesn’t hurt?”

I pretended to be naive and tilted my head. At the moment my head blocked Fang Xubai’s sight, my finger on the trigger moved almost imperceptibly.

The chubby young man being held knelt on the ground suddenly turned red-eyed and went crazy, breaking free from his restraints.

At the moment the gun was snatched from my hand, I turned around in panic and pushed Fang Xubai.

With a deafening bang, a gunshot rang out.

The bullet precisely pierced my arm, and a cloud of blood mist sprayed out.

I collapsed into Fang Xubai’s arms and weakly murmured my last words:

“Daddy, you lied to me…”

Before I closed my eyes, I saw Fang Xubai’s pupils shake wildly.