I, the female supporting role, play three male supporting roles at the same time

Chapter 288 Bone-Erosion Lingering

Francois personally opened the door for Fu Dongshu. The latter walked into the manor, looked around, and exclaimed: "What a magnificent mansion."

Francois smiled and helped the great god in: "When you come back to France with me, the estate there will be ten times bigger than this one."

Fu Dongshu just smiled and said nothing. Francois lowered his head and looked into Fu Dongshu's eyes tenderly and affectionately: "Why are you here?"

Zhao Ruoming: “…” The role switching was quite fast.

Francois obviously didn't understand the master-servant play, and once again used his own stereotypes, thinking that servants should be gentle and obedient to their masters, affectionate and uncomplaining, and applied them to reality. But it's not his fault. Theodore is so arrogant, and he ran to be a servant. Isn't this the extreme of affection for Fuyuki?

Fu Dongshu extended a finger and arrogantly pushed Francois away. Francois took two steps back obediently and spread his hands.

Fu Dongshu sneered: "I was waiting for you in the house, but you didn't show up. When I opened the door, you were gone. I had no choice but to chase you here."

Francois apologized, "I'm sorry, something happened at home. I was a little anxious. But how did you find this place?"

This was the beginning of the trap. Fu Dongshu was surprised and asked, "Didn't you say 'everything a slave has to belong to the master' and begged me to install a locator in your phone?"

When entering the house, 203 had already scanned the manor. Theodore was indeed hiding here, and he was still in a coma. Francois should not be suspicious if he used this sentence to evade him.

François really didn't doubt whether this sentence was true or not, he just showed an indescribable expression again: "..."

Theodore cried and shouted, asking Fu Dongshu to install a locator in his mobile phone.

Francois almost couldn't hold up his gentle and elegant mask when hearing this inhuman bird language, and he almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was thick-skinned enough to catch Fu Dongshu's play steadily: "I forgot in a hurry. Master, please forgive me."

As expected, there is always a mountain higher than the other. Your elder brother is always your elder brother. Even if Theodore himself were here, he couldn't call out "Master" so smoothly. But Francois could call out without blushing, without beating his heart, and with a steady blood pressure. For this reason, it was not unfair for Theodore to blame him.

Zhao Ruoming narrowed her eyes slightly, and this expression made her look like a fox in thought. She was a little curious at this moment. Francois was so capable and had the aura of a male protagonist, why couldn't he tolerate a little Fu Dongshu? He even compromised so much to kill Fu Dongshu?

Francois led Fu Dongshu to the reception room. This villa was indeed ridiculously large, and one had to walk through a long corridor to get there. As Zhao Ruoming walked, he asked 203 to check on the woman upstairs.

The light stream in 203 flickered for a while, and a real-time image was transmitted. In the image, the woman was pale and emaciated lying on the bed, with her hands resting on the edge of the bed as thin as a skeleton.

Zhao Ruoming frowned after just one look: "Is it really possible not to call a doctor in this state?"

203 said: "Don't worry, host, she is in good health."

... Healthy? Zhao Ruoming almost thought there was something wrong with his ears. "She is the reincarnation of the White Bone Demon? She is still healthy even in this state?"

203 said calmly, "This appearance can deceive human eyes, but not the system's eyes. Her body functions normally, without any internal injuries. There is only one external injury, which is a cut on her wrist. But it is only a slight blood loss. Most of her blood is not her own."

Zhao Ruoming felt as if his cerebellum had been hit: "Wasn't she hung for three days and three nights?"

203 was silent for a moment, then said, "Every night, she would untie the rope that was hanging her and go out to eat and drink. After eating and drinking, she would return to the attic and tie herself up with a rope and hang herself up."

Zhao Ruoming's facial features all twisted for a moment, as if protesting the nonsense he had just heard: "Ah?... What does she want?"

The light stream in 203 flickered for a while, as if trying to think of how to tactfully let Zhao Ruoming accept his next words: "She... because she is, she is..."

"What is she?" Zhao Ruoming was almost dying of anxiety, his curiosity almost jumping out of his chest, "Masochism? Chinese knot lover? Immersive experience lover?"

203 took out the stabilizer he had prepared and continued, "She is the third-ranked top killer in the dark world, Feng Liuxue."

Zhao Ruoming:.

The third-ranked top killer in the dark world.

The top killer ranked third in the dark world.

These words slowly flowed through Zhao Ruoming's brain, like a stream of burning magma, burning deep grooves in Zhao Ruoming's mind.

Ah, world. Ah, shit. Ah, humanity! Ah, humanity, your name is madness!

Zhao Ruoming opened her mouth, but only made an "Aba Aba" sound. So 203 thoughtfully connected to her brain waves: "Host, what else do you want to know?"

Zhao Ruoming was puzzled for a long time, and said incredulously: "She is already a top killer, why did she have to be hung up by a bastard like Francois for three days and three nights? - Yes, is there any special mission?"

Poor Zhao Ruoming, even though her experience with Bo Lan Raven had already told her the answer, she still longed for a reality that was not so shocking.

There is only one kind of heroism in this world, and that is not giving up the fantasy of being a normal person even if you are struck by hundreds of thunders!

203 gently but cruelly broke Zhao Ruoming's last hope: "Host, you don't have to worry about Feng Liuxue's situation. Don't look at her cowardly behavior now. At night she will play cross-dressing and return to her identity as a mysterious and cold top killer."

To comfort Zhao Ruoming, 203 added: "François has been chasing her and licking her for three years."

Ah! Hahaha! That’s really spicy!

Being chased and beaten by him during the day and being licked by him at night, such days must be very enjoyable!

Needless to say, this must be another exciting book that will make your toes dig into the ground. The stench has already drifted out, and it's still the same when you poop halfway through. Zhao Ruoming said weakly: "Can you tell me about this book?"

"Okay." 203 readily agreed.

["The Killer: The Divorced Wife"]

[She is one of the most feared top killers in the dark world, Feng Liuxue.

He is the uncrowned king, Mr. Mansfield, who is feared and worshipped as a god by both the black and white worlds.

When they first met, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and the tip of a silver needle was pressed against his throat: "Mr. Mansfield, don't make a sound, otherwise, there will be another dead person here tomorrow."

He smiled evilly and held her wrist with his backhand: "To die under the peony flowers, even as a ghost, is still romantic."

She looked at the handsome face of the man and sneered slightly——

He would never know that his neglected and trampled upon wife would become the stunning beauty before him!

During the day, she is a cowardly wife who is bullied by everyone and is ugly as a piece of salt;

At night, she is the queen of darkness surrounded by bees and butterflies and extravagant life.

Stunning face, devilish figure. Beneath the beautiful face is an elusive heart.

During the day, he looked down on her and said with disgust: "You lowly woman, I feel sick just by looking at you!"

At night, he chased after her skirt, fell at the tip of her shoes, and said paranoidly: "Love me a little more, okay?"

In the midst of the passionate love, he asked her in a hoarse voice: "Who did you give your heart to?"

She curled her lips and smiled softly, seductively: "Sir, I have no heart. Have you forgotten? My heart has already been dug out by you."

Ten years of entanglement, love and hate. He held her hand tightly, heartbroken, every word was tearful:

"Feng Liuxue, answer me! Which one is the real you?"]