The importance of cannon fodder

Chapter 39

That man was like a bloodthirsty monster, as if he was staring at his prey, with killing intent all over his body. The Ninth Prince, who was used to being arrogant and domineering on weekdays, realized that the man in front of him was different from the slave who was usually obedient in front of him. The momentum also lost a bit, and the fear in his heart gradually increased. As the man took a step forward, the Ninth Prince lay on the ground and took a step back.

The man who was dressed like a servant turned his back to Su Jiao, but Su Jiao knew that this thin figure must be Feng Tian.

The banquet dissipated, and the lively atmosphere disappeared. A few black shadows flashed in front of the Ninth Prince, and 5 men in uniform black clothes blocked Feng Tian's way. When the Ninth Prince saw these men in black, Still in shock, he patted his chest, found an incomparable backer, and said viciously: "Catch him for me."

The servant helped the Ninth Prince up from the ground, and an army in heavy armor rushed into the room very quickly, surrounding the man.

"You short-sighted slave, today I want to make you look good." The Ninth Prince held the big bag on his forehead and said fiercely.

The man's eyes turned dark red, and he became irritable. In an instant, the five men in black fell to the ground. During this time, no one could clearly see how the man made the move, so fast.

The figure of that person disappeared, and in a flash, he appeared in front of the Ninth Prince.

"Don't kill me," the Ninth Prince was frightened by the sudden appearance of the fierce god, the fear in his eyes magnified, and a hand as hard as iron wrapped around his neck.

Su Jiao was dumbfounded, originally she was worried that Feng Tian would not be able to cope with the five men who looked very skilled and the army in this house, now, the Ninth Prince's little life is about to die.

"Feng Tian, ​​stop," Su Jiao hurriedly ran over and shouted, "Feng Tian, ​​that is the Ninth Prince, you cannot kill him."

Who, who is calling him, that voice is so familiar, so makes him miss, let him survive the dark killing, let him have a little warmth in his cold heart in the cold winter.

The hands that held the Ninth Prince were loosened, his bloodthirsty scarlet eyes slowly faded, and turned back to the previous clear and bright, his pink lips slightly parted: "Su Jiu..."

At this moment, five men in black clothes who got up immediately tied him up.

"Su Jiu..." The man had an unfamiliar face, but Su Jiao spat out her name very familiarly.

This, this is different from the plot, didn't it mean that Feng Wantian was caught in shock when he saw the Ninth Prince who looked exactly like him?

Now, what's the situation.

Before Su Jiao had an idea, she realized that she was also surrounded. She raised her eyes and saw that the Ninth Prince was staring at her bitterly, and ordered, "Put these two bastards together, and go back and question them severely." .”

Su Jiao was pulled down, she subconsciously turned her head to look at Yunshangxi, only to see him in the crowd, with cold eyes and an indifferent expression.

Su Jiao suddenly felt a blockage in her heart.

Being thrown into the cell roughly, the hard ground was cold and dark, Su Jiao didn't care about her buttocks that hurt from being thrown on the ground, beside her, unlike her, Feng Wantian was surrounded by four thick iron The chain hangs in the air.

"Su Jiu, are you okay?" He who was hung on the chain, not only didn't care about himself, but asked Su Jiao if there was something wrong.

Although his face was changed with a human skin mask, Su Jiao could still see his worry from his clear eyes.

"Feng Tian, ​​thank you for helping me out."

"It's okay, Su Jiu, I'm willing to do anything for you."

The young man's eyes were sincere, Su Jiao was burned by those fiery eyes, and subconsciously turned her eyes away.

Seeing Su Jiao, the young man turned his eyes away, his bright eyes dimmed slightly.

(End of this chapter)