Chased to be A Husband

Chapter 10 Hero Saves the Weak

Chase wiped his tears and continued to run in the direction pointed by the black-clothed hero. He swore that he must escape and avenge the black-clothed hero.

"f**k, I just remember running but forgot to ask his name," Chase was distraught.

  In the woods behind Chase, Coyote helped Tobby slap the grass on his body, and Munchkin was serving him water.  

    "Coyote, has my acting skills improved? Is it better than before?" Tobby said.

    "Young Master, your acting skills are getting more and more exquisite, and we were all confused. Just now, everyone thought it was true, and they were worried that you would rescue that man." Coyote said.

    "Yeah, yeah, if Young Master was not caught by the trap in time, we would have come out and intercepted it." Munchkin echoed.

    "Haha, fortunately, you didn't rush out. Otherwise, there would be no good show later. He has run out of the woods. When he suddenly realized that he ran back, what would he feel like?" Tobby said very proudly.

    "I guess he must suspect he was running in the wrong direction at the first time. He must be very depressed and very guilty, feeling sorry for the hero who rescued him." Coyote said.

    "Actually, the most exciting thing is the expression he got when he heard Tiger and the others say this was just a game played with him. The sudden change from grief, guilt to anger must be very unforgettable," said Munchkin.

    "Hey, it's true. Let's go, and go back quickly. We must not miss this scene. After watching his expression, I have to continue the next scene." Tobby rubbed his hands and ran out of the woods very anxiously.

    Chase finally ran out of the woods. He was delighted to look at the clearing ground in front of him. He sat on the ground and rested for a while, breathing well. Then, he continued to run forward, and after he turned around a small mountain beam, a house appeared in front of him. He was overjoyed: I finally run out!

    He thought it was a village outside the valley, but when he happily ran up to the house, suddenly, a row of people in guard costumes appeared in front of him, and he suddenly woke up: f**k, I didn't get out!  I ran back! This is still Horseskin，Baxter's base!

    Chase had never seen the situation in the valley ever since he was arrested, let alone the appearance of Spiritualdance Manor.

    "f**k, I failed again. Maybe I will not be able to escape successfully in my life." Chase's face was dark, and his heart was as cold as ice.

    "Haha, our Young Master told you to run West, but you run East. Why are you so stupid?"

    "A guy who can't distinguish between East and West is useless if they don't die."

    "I have never seen such a stupid one. He played games for a night, and he cried."

    "You know nothing. This is called ‘moved." This shows that Young Master has improved his acting skills. It also shows  this guy is very emotional."

    "I guess at that time, he must have sworn that he must run out and avenge the savior."

    "Stop talking. If he becomes hysterical, Lord will blame us, and we will be punished again."

    "No. Look at him. He is calm and relaxed."

    "Bullshit. He's probably so angry that he can't speak. Who can't be angry? Being played like this by others has wasted all his energy and wasted so much emotion. It's really miserable."

    "..."

    Chase felt that his teeth were about to be crushed. He felt his ears humming, and the world was turning backward. He hoped he would fall to the ground and die. Young Master...Game... he was so moved and grateful all the way, and even vowed to avenge the miscellaneous.

    It turned out to be a GAME, and he was so dedicated to accompanying the young man to perform it, and he was so sincere. Chase was furious: how can I be so stupid? In such a short time, how can Blanc know the news? How can he find someone to rescue me? How can that guy knock down so many guards silently and unscathed? I'm too stupid! I am a pig!

   Chase was outraged, and he was angry with himself for being so stupid.

    He was taken back to the courtyard-style "cell", but instead of having a single room this time, he was thrown into a room where four people were held.

    There was a light in the room. Under the dim and faint light, Chase saw one man lying on the floor sleeping,  one was using torn clothes as a fan to fan him, and the other two were helping the man lying on the floor to squeeze and massage his legs.

    Chase was a little stunned by the situation: f**k, is this the cell boss? He got a treatment of a king.

    "Hey, what are you looking at? Come over and fan our boss." The guy holding the torn clothes shouted at Chase.

    "Why?" Chase, who had just been fooled and pissed off,  burst into anger, his eyes flaring with a murderous aura.

    "Why...Why? Because he is Saruman. If you don't want to be beaten, do it faster." Although the man looked very tugged, he suppressed his voice, for fear of waking the man lying on the ground.

    "Huh, it's none of my business." Chase sat down in another corner. He had run for most of the night and was beaten later. He was already fatigued and didn't want to move at all.

    Oops, this motherfucker was so rude, and he didn't even respect Saruman! He even dared to hum Saruman!

    The three of them glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and then quietly stood up and surrounded Chase. Needless to say, they wanted to express their "authority" and the status of Saruman to the newcomer.

    "Want a fight?" Chase said, taking a look at them.

    "You dare to despise Saruman?! You are dead!"

    "Don't talk nonsense. Hurry up, or you will wake up Saruman, and you will take the blame yourself."

    "Okay, beat him..."

    Bang...

    Before they finished talking, one of them had been kicked in the stomach by Chase, and he took a few steps backward, and fell to the ground with his ass, screaming in pain.

    Pop...

   Before the other two reacted, they had already received two punches and kicks on, and both were knocked to the ground by Chase.

"f**k, do you think I practiced Martial arts for fun? Do you think I'm a sick cat?"

    BANG!!

    "Great, great." Saruman, who had been lying on the ground, sat up some time ago and clapped his hands in praise.

    Chase ignored him and sat on the floor against the wall with his eyes closed: Damn, I was so exhausted after playing the big runaway drama with that bastard.

    "Buddy, do you know what time is it?" Saruman didn't mind Chase's rudeness, and the three guys' eyes widened.

    "I don't know. Don't bother me." Chase said.

    "Haha, I see. Look at you. You must have been pranked by someone. Haha, that i***t will never get tired of it." Saruman laughed.

    Chase opened his eyes and stared at Saruman, embarrassed and angry, his eyes full of anger.

    "You don't need to stare at me. It's not me who pranked you. Actually, whoever came here has been played by that fool. Even I was almost fooled." Saruman said with a smile, "That's Baxter's son. His brain got some problems, and he likes playing Hero Saves the Weak game most."