Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Yao was lying on the desk drowsily, unable to listen to the nagging voice of the teacher on the podium, and closed her heavy eyelids.

Perhaps it was because of that incident on the basketball court that Ruan Yao saw the past that had been buried for many years in her dream for a long time.

That was the last day he was locked in an iron cage by the kidnappers.

If the Ruan family doesn't pay the money, Ruan Yao's fate will be worse than the weeds on the roadside.

Either die, or be sold to some dirty place and never see the light of day.

"Ruan Zhengxuan is a wolf-hearted man, he can even give up his son for the sake of money." The man with a scar across his rough face squatted halfway in the iron cage and looked at the dying child with cold eyes.

At that time, Ruan Yao was so skinny that he had only a handful of bones left. He was curled up in a corner of the iron cage, and the thin wrist protruding from the dirty cuff was like a fragile flower branch that could break off.

His hair was dirty and stuck to his forehead, only a pair of eyes brighter than Xingzi were exposed, staring viciously at the man who squatted outside the cage and looked at him.

Like a little beast that has been pushed to the extreme, it tries to cover up its panic with rebelliousness and rebelliousness.

"Tsk," the man with the scar sneered with disdain, "he's quite stubborn."

He stood up and slammed the already inferior iron cage, causing the whole cage to shake violently.

Ruan Yao screamed in horror, hugged her knees tightly and curled into a ball.

The man still didn't think it was enough, the rest of the brothers went to negotiate with the Ruan family, leaving him alone in the dilapidated warehouse looking at such a brat, it was really boring.

He simply stretched out one hand and grabbed the iron railing and shook it from side to side, watching the child in the cage roll around feebly under the impact of the external force. heat flow.

The man let out a malicious laugh.

Ruan Yao knew that this villain just wanted to see her crying loudly in embarrassment, even though her forehead hurt a lot, she still bit her lips tightly, unwilling to show her weak side.

Blood flowed down and almost covered his eyes.

"Why didn't you call?"

The man with the scar slapped the iron cage vigorously: "The little bastard who is about to die, if you don't make fun of me, it will be useful to die."

He reached in through the gap in the railing to grab Ruan Yao's arm. Ruan Yao's body was covered with wounds, and when he grabbed it hard, the pain shivered, and her already sick face turned paler.

The man with the scar roughly wanted to pull him in front of him, Ruan Yao hated this man who had been tormenting her to death, and thought that she was going to die, so she had to make him suffer no matter what.

"Cry, why don't you cry!" The man clenched his thin arms even harder, as if trying to break Ruan Yao's arms.

Ruan Yao's lips were dry and cracked due to lack of water, and there were small bloodstains on them, and even a slight tugging felt a tingling pain on her lips.

The little Ruan Yao had long fan-like eyelashes hanging down, and without even the slightest hesitation, she tried her best to open her blood-scarred lips, and bit the man's thick arm firmly.

Ruan Yao's teeth were deeply embedded in the sour-smelling muscles, he dared not let go, the sharp canine teeth broke through the thick texture, tasting a disgusting bloody smell.

"You fucking seek death!"

The man with the scar didn't expect to be bitten back suddenly by a child who was not as fierce as a cat, and he was completely defenseless.

He suddenly became furious and withdrew his arm forcefully, and pulled out a wooden bin from behind with his backhand.

I don't know where this group of people bought the contraband.

Ruan Yao subconsciously closed her eyes and waited to die.

Am I dying?The corner of the child's mouth was still stained with blood from the scarred man's arm, but his eyes were calm and scary.

Forget it, no one cares about me anyway.

The little boy thought a little lonely.

But Ruan Yao waited for a long time with her eyes closed, only to find that the sound of the wooden warehouse that was supposed to come had not sounded for a long time.

Tremblingly, he opened his eyelashes, and found that the man with the scar had fallen to the ground without a sound.

Beside the man with the scar, stood a small, skinny boy.

The boy was wearing a simple white shirt and shorts, his long hair hanging down half covered his immature eyebrows and eyes.The hands and feet protruding from the short sleeves and trousers are slender but vigorous.

Like a juvenile leopard.

He raised his eyes and looked at Ruan Yao very calmly, and Ruan Yao's distressed appearance was clearly reflected in his black eyes as lacquer.

"Ruan Yao?"

The boy is asking his name.

Ruan Yao didn't know how a boy who was about his age put down a man who was so much older than him. He knelt down pitifully in the cage, his shallow pupils filled with tears in an instant.

He didn't know what was going on with him, and he couldn't hold back his tears when facing the vicious gangster, but when facing this little boy who came to save him, he couldn't hold back his tears.

"do not Cry."

The boy took out the key to the cage from the man with the scar, and let him out, his tone of distaste couldn't be hidden: "It's so ugly crying."

"The sleeping pills are only enough for one hour, let's go quickly."

The boy stretched out his hand to hold Ruan Yao.

Ruan Yao put her little hand in the palm of the strange boy, bit her mouth and held back for a long time, and finally whispered: "I can't stand up."

The boy seemed speechless: "Why are you so delicate."

Impatiently, he bent down and motioned Ruan Yao to his back: "It's embarrassing to be taken away casually, and to be bullied like this."

Ruan Yao timidly lay on the boy's back, feeling very wronged but forced herself to explain: "The bad guy was hurt too."

What he meant was that he was not so weak that he could only be bullied by bad people casually.

The boy ignored his argument.

He carried Ruan Yao, who was in a small ball, fiercely: "Why are you so light, are you a kitten?"

Ruan Yao's eyes were red, and her palm-sized face rested on the boy's shoulder: "It's not a cat."

The boy just wanted to stab him: "I said you are a cat, you are a cat, a kitten, a kitten."

Little Ruan Yao pouted and almost cried out from being scolded.

Why is this brother so bad.

His temper is even worse than his.

Ruan Yao couldn't remember what happened afterwards.

He only remembered that the boy walked behind his back for a long time, and Ruan Yao was tortured in the warehouse for too long, and developed a high fever within a few minutes after he came out.

Ruan Yao was so dazed by the high temperature that she couldn't open her eyes.

He could only see the boy's jet-black hair and the scorching twilight in the sky with his half-down eyes.

"who are you?"

The child with a high fever has a sticky tone and speaks lightly and softly.

"...Call me brother." The cold voice softened unconsciously.

"Are you brother Lin Xuan? I only have one brother, and he is the only one willing to play with me."

"Why do not you speak?"

The child's voice became lower and lower, and he couldn't hold it anymore.

The forehead resting on the boy's neck was terribly hot.

"Wait a little longer, we'll be at the hospital soon."

The child closed his eyes sleepily, and his voice was as soft as a wisp of smoke, but his tone was solemn and solemn:

"Brother, I will definitely repay you in the future."

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A cold hand was suddenly placed on Ruan Yao's forehead, which shocked the young man to sit up suddenly from the desk.

"Chu...Chu Lingyi?"

Ruan Yao, who had slept until dark, couldn't turn her head around for a while, and watched helplessly as the cold-faced Xueba stretched out a finger and flicked her forehead vigorously.

Ruan Yao: "!"

He covered his forehead and said angrily, "What are you doing!"

Chen Lingyi looked at him condescendingly: "You slept through two math classes."

Ruan Yao brought out the spirit of a rogue student to the fullest: "So what, it's none of your business, Xueba, you don't want to come to me to find a sense of superiority, do you?"

With one hand in his pocket, Chen Lingyi looked at Ruan Yao calmly: "So it wasn't about me, but now it's about me."

"It's a pity." Chu Lingyi's voice didn't fluctuate, and he couldn't hear any regrets at all, "Just now the math teacher named me as a pair with you. If you fail the midterm exam, I will be implicated."

Chen Lingyi sighed with a cold face: "I really can't help it."

Ruan Yao: "..."

a bolt from the blue.

Ruan Yao turned around mechanically: "I'll go to Lao Gu to replace us."

"No." Chen Lingyi shifted his eyes to other places, and said righteously, "Everyone has already found a good pair, you don't want to trouble others, do you?"

Ruan Yao, who was in a daze, naturally didn't find anything wrong with this sentence, and nodded blankly: "You're right."

After a long while, a dull hair standing against the wind rose up on Lizi's head aggrievedly.

Ruan Yao finally came to her senses and began to delay the pain

Ku: "Brother Tongzi, do you think Chen Lingyi is taking this opportunity to take revenge on me?"

System: "...According to the character design, the main character is illuminated by the benevolent Buddha light of the people in the city, no."

Ruan Yao went crazy: "Then what's the matter with a lot of Wang Xxiong and Wusan in his hand! He just wants me to do the questions until I die?"

The system wiped his sweat: "Maybe he did it himself."

Chen Lingyi, who was sitting in front left, seemed to feel something, and turned his head to look at Ruan Yao, with a smile in his eyes.

Ruan Yao, however, keenly sensed that the eyes must have deep meaning, and clutched at her hair in dismay:

"But I remember that he finished his questions long ago! That pile of questions is for revenge on me, it must be, did he smile at me just now, he is just gloating!"

The author has something to say:

Chu Lingyi: If you write a correct question, you will kiss it, and if you write a wrong question, you will get a PP (Planning Pass)

I wish you all a happy 520!