The cannon fodder of quick time travel slaps the face and becomes a god

"Where is this?" Jiang Mingxuan shook his drowsy head, barely propped himself up and wanted to sit up, but was pulled back on the bed by a huge pulling force, making his mind even more chaotic.

He remembered that he was kidnapped by a group of men in black before, and he lost consciousness in an instant. Where did those people take him?

The more he thought about it, the more his brain hurt, as if a thin needle was stabbing his temple uninterruptedly, it was painful.

He raised his hand and wanted to rub the pulsating temple, but he heard a jingling sound, and his arm was also imprisoned by some kind of force, and he couldn't even lift it.

Jiang Mingxuan raised his arm to his eyes, and his eyes widened suddenly. He saw a slender iron chain on his wrist, but the two fingers were thick and thin, but they were extremely tough, and there was no joint, and there was a faint cold light.

He was startled suddenly, he half propped himself up and wanted to sit up, but found that he also had it on his feet, what is going on?

"Mr. Jiang is awake?" Jiang Mingxuan raised his head when he heard the sound. A big man in black stood at the door, looking at him expressionlessly. "Now that you're awake, let's get to work!"

"Work? What are you doing? You guys are kidnapping, it's a crime! Let me out, if I disappear, my fans and the company won't let you go!" Jiang Mingxuan roared loudly, if it wasn't for his face With such a panic-stricken expression, it seems to be more believable.

"Just calm down," the man in black plucked his ears in disgust, a big man, like a shrew, what a shame!

He walked to the bed in two or three steps, pulled the pillow towel beside him and stuffed it into his mouth, blocking his piercing screams, and then patted his face, "Don't worry, even if you disappear for a long time, you won't be gone." No one will find out, after all, the big star Jiang Mingxuan has already been sent to a mental hospital because of a mental disorder, so no one will come to you."

what did he say?What the hell is he talking about?

Jiang Mingxuan was a little confused. If Jiang Mingxuan was sent to a mental hospital, what would happen to him?Isn't he Jiang Mingxuan who was tied here?What exactly is going on?

The man in black was obviously pleased by his sluggish and desperate expression. This man seemed to have figured it out, but he was just deluding himself and unwilling to admit it. In this case, let him give him one last blow. After all The master has ordered that this man should be treated well.

"Mr. Jiang, don't worry. From here on in the future, all your food and clothing will be the best, even better than you used to be. You don't have anything else to do at ordinary times. You can only spend time with Ms. Han." That's fine, as for the rest, you don't have to worry about it."

The man said, there were footsteps outside, he turned his head and smiled at Jiang Mingxuan, his stiff face line was forced upwards, which looked weird and absurd, "Ms. Han is here, Mr. Jiang must have a good life Say, don't make her angry, after all, she will be your bread and butter from now on..."

As the sound of footsteps approached, an extremely thick elephant leg stepped in wearing a pair of bright red high heels, followed by a fat body like an elephant, shaking the layers of fat, it was amazing to watch Nausea.

The so-called Ms. Han is about forty or so, but because she is too fat, she can't even see her facial features clearly, and she stretches her pure silk loose clothes tightly.

Jiang Mingxuan shivered a little when he saw the woman walking towards him, it was so similar!

It's so similar!

Back then when he was just an [-]th-line star, he once had a relationship with such a woman. The old woman was a complete pervert, and she thought she was as beautiful as a fairy, so he tried every means to please him. He would even come up with all kinds of weird ideas to abuse him, making him feel a physical disgust when he sees fat people from now on.

This is also the reason why he was so honest with Fu Zichen, otherwise, based on his identity and background, even if he was a little fatter, he would have golden thighs anyway?

Because he really can't accept it.

But now, there is such a fat man who looks exactly like that damned old woman again, who came up with such an idea to punish him?

It's really vicious!

"Hey, why is my sweetheart still blocked? It's so pitiful. Come on, mouth dessert, call out sister, I love you~" The woman lay down on the bed, and the whole bed sank more than three inches, as if suddenly thrown An elephant went up.

"Han...Ms. Han," Jiang Mingxuan saw that the man in black had already gone out, and he became a little more courageous, and said with a trembling voice, "You, have mercy, let me go, I like men, to you, It doesn't work at all..."

At this time, he seemed to have no intention of caring about the taboo that men can't say no, he just hoped to get out of this terrible nightmare as soon as possible.

When he goes out, he must make the man in black and his master look good!

"No?" Ms. Han covered her mouth and smiled. If this action was performed by a beautiful woman, it would definitely be very charming, but it would only make people feel sick when placed on her, "It's okay baby, I have a lot of medicine here. You just need to Just live, come on, have a look, which one do you want to try first?"

She raised her hand to open the drawer of the bedside table, and there were a lot of bottles and jars inside. Jiang Mingxuan was shaking more and more, as if he couldn't stop shaking.

"No! No, I want to go out, let me out!" He started to struggle like crazy, but at this time, the thin iron chain was tightly attached to his skin like tarsal maggots, and even Seeing his movements, he clamped into the flesh, and pulled it again, and the flesh and blood were bloody.

That Ms. Han was lying beside him watching him struggle, playing with a remote control in her hand, and with a light press, the iron chain was powered on instantly, Jiang Mingxuan completely lost the strength to struggle, and could only become the chopping board to be slaughtered of fish.

Jiang Mingxuan's disappearance did not attract anyone's attention, not even Mu Xichen paid special attention to such a person, he knew that his family's Lao Gong would handle the matter satisfactorily.

The filming of "Snow in the Cold River" was completely over, so it was rare for him to be free, so he went on a trip with Mu Qinghan to make up for the sweet time they lost before.

Without his noisy and clingy younger brother, Fu Zihan was not used to seeing them fighting and throwing dog food. For a while, as the year approached, Tianhua had more and more affairs, and he usually had to work overtime Until ten o'clock in the evening, sometimes even the last to leave.

And when he got home, he was just a deserted person, without the slightest popularity, he might prefer to stay in the company.

A few lights outside were turned off, only the president's office was still brightly lit, especially when viewed from the inside out, the slightly dim light was like a suppressed evil beast, slowly approaching, gradually devouring the few lights around him, Inexplicably aroused a chill.

Why do you feel... a little lonely?

The word suddenly popped up in his mind, and the pen in Fu Zihan's hand instantly dropped and fell to the ground, making a crisp sound in this small and quiet space.

How could he have such a ridiculous idea?Could it be a demon?

Fu Zihan pursed his lips, bent down to pick up the pen, and wanted to continue marking, but found that he couldn't see anything anymore, so he had to give up.

It is also possible to come earlier tomorrow.

He put on his coat and went out. The lights in the office were also turned off behind him, and he was instantly plunged into dead darkness. In the empty corridor, only his own footsteps could be heard, crisp and heavy.

really tired...

He is only 23 years old this year, but he has to support such a big stall alone. The business field is full of dangers, and he has to pay full attention to it all the time, so that if he is not careful, he will be gnawed to the bone by those greedy guys. .

In the past, he still had a firm belief that he had to take good care of Chenchen, but now, his younger brother also has someone he loves the most, and he no longer needs his meticulous care. It seems that his life, like a kite with a broken string, lost its direction in an instant .

Floating blankly and alone.

Wherever you go...

Fu Zihan took a deep breath, and secretly spurned himself. When did he become like a little girl who likes to be sad?

Pretentious for no reason, this is not like him...

Fu Zihan shook his head with a wry smile, but stopped abruptly when he stepped out of the gate.

Under the streetlights in front of the company gate, a black Maybach parked there in a low-key manner. A slender man was leaning against the car, even though he was shivering in the cold wind, he remained unmoved at all. The man of the big boy, the moment he saw him, his eyes suddenly burst into bright light.

Mu Sheng opened the car door, took something out, then quickly ran to Fu Zihan's side, stuffed it into his somewhat cold hands, and very naturally took off the scarf around his neck and wrapped it around him.

"Why is it so late? Is there any problem with the company? Do you need my help? You must take care of your body. You are prone to getting sick this winter, so don't worry me..." Mu Sheng stretched out his hand and wrapped his arms around him In his arms, he led him towards his car very naturally, chattering like an old lady.

Feeling the warmth from his neck and hands, Fu Zihan seemed to have quickly escaped from the deep and dark emptiness, and his agitated heart gradually calmed down. He turned his head to look at the man's handsome side face, and for the first time did not take the initiative to brush his face. He opened his hand and didn't say anything sarcastic, quietly like a well-behaved doll.

Until being stuffed into the warm car, Mu Sheng was still desperately rubbing his slightly cold hand with his big warm hand, the scorching temperature on the back of his hand burned his skin, arousing a burst of warmth.

"Don't be in a daze, drink and drink. I knew you were going to work overtime today, so I bought it specially. It's still hot, but I didn't expect you to work overtime so late, but the taste should still be good," Mu Sheng opened the straw , inserted it into the cup, and even held the tube and handed it to his lips.

Fu Zihan bowed his head and took a sip, it was hot and warm, warming all the way to his heart.