Cannon Fodder Counterattack [Quick Transmigration]

No one dared to speak out among the arrogant crowd.

Bian Nan's cold voice seemed to wake up their rationality. It is easy for people to lose their judgment in an angry group, indulge their emotions and do wrong things.

If it was not Bian Nan but Han Chen who stood here just now, he couldn't resist the violence of the man, would he be seriously injured by the angry crowd?No one can guarantee this situation.

He let go of the man's hand, and the man backed away in fear, and the people around him were also silent, looking left and right.

Bian Nan turned around holding the hemp ball, took out the key from his pocket with one hand and opened the door.

Ma Tuan was gasping for air, and the fur all over his body exploded. He stretched out his hand to smooth it, and put his palm on the furry head of Ma Tuan to soothe it.

*

inside the house.

It was originally an old, dilapidated house, but when everyone came in, the space was crowded, but everyone was silent, not too crowded, and no one was willing to speak the first sentence, as if they were afraid that Bian Nan would come to find trouble .

Those people were standing or sitting in the small living room, Bian Nan put down the hemp ball, and walked into Han Chen's room.

Han Chen's room can't be called a bedroom at all. It was originally a narrow storage room with no windows. After putting a bed in it, there would be very little free space, but Han Chen didn't have a bed either.

There was a mat on the floor, and an old quilt on it. All his things were laid out on the floor, not even a wardrobe.

Bian Nan would not live in this kind of coffin house. After coming to this world, he has been sleeping in the living room. Anyway, Liu Fang is not at home all day.

He simply packed up some clothes, took Han Chen's ID and the files he just brought back from school, and walked out with an old backpack.

The people outside looked over in an instant, Bian Nan opened the bag in front of them, the contents inside were a bit pitifully shabby, a few clothes looked like they had been worn for many years, other than that, there was nothing else.

"My parents passed away very early. My father had no relatives, and my mother only had uncle Han Qiang, so he became my guardian. My parents left me property and a house, but these were all taken away by Han Qiang. I have embezzled and sold it for gambling, these are probably the only things I have left over the years."

He gently lifted his clothes to one side, revealing scars.

They are all old wounds, which don't hurt anymore but have become imprints, reminding the sufferings this body has suffered. Those scars make many people gasp after seeing them. After all, in today's society, you can see such scars Blatant abuse is also rare.

So it seems that the way he treated the man so tough just now should be caused by the force of life. The soft one is afraid of the hard one, the hard one is afraid of the violent one, and the violent one is afraid of death. If there are too many beatings, there will always be a day of resistance , I heard that this time Han Qiang was sent to prison by this nephew.

"Han Qiang owes you a debt. If you are wronged, you should go to him, or call the police to find Liu Fang. This house belongs to them. You can also go to the court to apply. I only took my few clothes and Documents, do you want these?"

He glanced at everyone present, and none of the domineering creditors said anything. They came to ask for money. How could anyone want old clothes like this?

Moreover, this child is only Han Qiang's nephew, who has been abused all year round. In fact, the other party should go to Han Qiang to ask for property like them. How can they continue to persecute him at this point.

Han Chen's age can't be considered a child, but the minors are indeed very young compared to their group of more than 40 to [-]. The people present suddenly felt uncomfortable when they thought of the siege outside the door just now, but if they apologize No one will speak.

Everyone tried their best to be indifferent, Bian Nan was also very indifferent, picked up the bag and went out, his back was still upright, Ma Tuan stepped forward and followed, the home it chose was gone again, but as long as that person is there, the home is still there .

The keys to the house were left on the table untouched.

A woman pushed open the door of Han Chen's room, and she couldn't bear everything inside. Anyone could see the bed on the floor, the very thin bedding, and there was no wardrobe in the room. No quilt at all.

How did he spend the cold winter in such a northern city?

"That kid doesn't live here, where will he go in the future?"

No one responded to the woman's questions, sympathy was short-lived, no one could afford another stranger, and everyone had their own lives to keep busy.

*

Bian Nan had thought about giving up his residence since Han Qiang entered the game. Although he didn't expect Liu Fang to run so fast, it was not bad. It was a relief for him to throw away the house, at least he didn't have to mess with those rascals anymore In circles.

It's a pity that he came too late, the house and property of Han Chen's parents have been squandered, otherwise he would have to take Han Qiang's skin.

[Host, what are you going to do next? ]

Bian Nan went downstairs with his backpack in his hand: "Find a way to make some money."

System: ...you look like a bandit.

Of course it won't say that.

*

The current time is twelve o'clock in the morning. He walked out of the corridor door and wandered in any direction. Today is the weekend, but it is also the period after the remedial class. There is a big art school behind the residential area, and there are students of all ages. .

Han Chen used to come here to pick up garbage. What he picked up were drawing paper, brushes and paints that others didn't want. If he was lucky, he might receive a whole box.

Playing art is a very expensive way to spend money. Han Chen can hardly even buy food, let alone buy painting tools. His things are all picked up by others, and they are piled up to make him beautiful. I have to say that he is very talented in his paintings.

But he didn't dare to take those things home. Han Qiang would probably kill him if he saw them, so he had to hide them everywhere if he wanted to paint secretly.

Two or three years ago, there was a scrap collector at the intersection of the community, Uncle Lu, who was a nice guy. I heard that he had also learned calligraphy and painting when he was young, and he was willing to help him keep some painting tools, and sometimes he could teach him a few strokes, but that person didn’t know why. something moved.

Not long after he left, Han Chen took the painting to participate in the competition, and then the nightmare began.

Memories always pop up unconsciously, especially revisiting old places.

Ever since the plagiarism happened, Han Chen never came to the art school. Now that Bian Nan came here, the memories belonging to the other party reappeared in his mind, and those pictures were yellow and bitter.

*

Ma Tuan is a well-behaved cat, much smarter than other cats.

It saw Bian Nan sitting on the edge of the flower bed, looking at the school gate, looking very lonely, so he turned his head and looked over, also pretending to be lonely.

One person and one cat are full of a sense of abjection, harmonious like a picture scroll.

What Bian Nan saw was all kinds of troubles that Han Chen had suffered during his lifetime.

What Ma Tuan saw was all kinds of food in the hands of the students.

The thinking and thinking of the two are very different but have the same effect.

Soon, one person and one cat all came to their senses.

Bian Nan: Han Chen is too poor, he has to find a way to make some money!

Ma Tuan: Han Chen is too hungry, he has to find a way to get something to eat!

*

"Meow, meow, meow, meow!"

Ma Tuan suddenly raised his head and chest like a big brother, raised his paw and patted Bian Nan's leg, and the latter turned his gaze back and looked down at the fat man beside him.

"what happened?"

Ma Tuan raised his paw and pointed forward: "Meow!"

"Huh?" Bian Nan looked up, before he had time to say anything, Ma Tuan ran over with his chubby body thumping.

It runs to places with many people, especially places with many little girls. Its chubby body squeezes it, and then lies on the ground to show off its cuteness. Bian Nan still sits by the flower bed without moving, watching the farce calmly. .

"Ah! Look, there is a kitten!" Someone spotted the hemp ball with sharp eyes, and several girls immediately surrounded it.

"Oh my god, this cat is so cute."

"Wow, Maomao, you are so fat! Well, it's so heavy, it's huggable, ahhhhhh, touch it, it's so obedient!"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohood

"Let me rua, let me rua quickly..."

The girl holding the hemp ball was so happy that she gave it two pops, and the short-haired girl next to her asked, "Are you hungry, kitten?"

Ma Tuan called softly: "Meow~"

As if she didn't expect Miao Mi to respond to her, the short-haired girl said pleasantly, "Then let me hug you, and I'll buy you ham, okay?"

She was talking to Ma Tuan and tried to open her arms, but the cat really meowed at her and stretched out its claws. The short-haired girl hugged Fat Ju carefully from the other's arms, and then buried her face deeply in the cat's body: "Ahhh Ahhhhhhhhhh this touch, baby, you are really fat, really big, and so soft, woo woo woo, come home with me, okay?"

The mochi was not here to find an owner, it then meowed, and the short-haired girl responded: "Oh, oh, buy ham, let's go, let's buy ham!"

A few people chattered and ran to the small shop by the side of the road with the cat.

Sitting by the flower bed and witnessing everything, Bian Nan finally understood how Ma Tuan became fat through self-reliance.

[Host, cats live harder than you]

"It does have great potential."

[Then have you thought about what to do? ]

Bian Nan looked at the ID card, and it will be Han Chen's 17th birthday in more than a month. It is really troublesome to be a minor.

"I want to find a job that takes a lot of rest without getting tired and pays quickly."

After the system quickly searched and determined that there was no such daydreaming job, combined with what Bian Nan had done in the past, it began to feel a little uneasy.

Bian Nan propped his hands on the table, his feet were dangling, and he looked very leisurely. After more than ten minutes, Ma Tuan came back slowly with a well-packaged ham sausage in his mouth, wriggling like a cat. with.

When it got closer, Bian Nan realized that there were two well-packed ham sausages hidden under its fat body, and it actually carried it back with its two front paws? !

Ma Tuan let out a long sigh of relief after transporting the things to Bian Nan.

It licked the fur on its body and sat down, stretched out its cat's paw and pushed one to Bian Nan, and then drew another to its side.

In the end, there was a ham sausage left between one person and one cat.

Ma Tuan looked up at Bian Nan, and what caught his eyes was a very thin body, then he looked down at his swollen belly, hesitated for a moment in his big cat eyes, and pushed the last one to Bian Nan South.

"Meow!" Let's eat!

Bian Nan watched it proudly raise its chin, clap its little paws, and wag its tail. His eyes were slightly bent, and he reached out and rubbed the hemp ball.

"Little brother, who are you waiting for here?"

At this time, a simple and honest voice suddenly broke the tranquil beauty.

The other party was standing right in front of him. His tall figure blocked the sun's rays and shrouded Bian Nan in the shadow. When he raised his head, he saw a strange but smiling face.

"Are you waiting for someone here?"

The man licked his lips and his eyes turned wildly. His eyes scanned his body back and forth, but his eyes were a little bare/exposed, and he looked at them with malicious intentions.

[Host... You are not waiting for the black to eat the black, are you? ! ]

Bian Nan didn't answer the system, but with an innocent expression on his face, he said to the man, "No, I was kicked out by my family, and I have nowhere to go now."

He also smiled, clean and innocent, but just like the man in front of him, he had the same malicious intentions.