The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

Because, Gong Chenye's words did indeed poke the most desired place in his heart, he really didn't want to stay at the palace house anymore.

In the dark and sin suppressed place of the Gong family, even an old man like him who had stayed for almost a whole life wanted to escape.

Uncle Xiang thought about it more than once that he wanted to leave and feign death.

However, he gave up.

If he sneaked away, he might not be able to hide Gong Monan. Once he knew, then he would mercilessly kill him and his family.

Uncle Xiang thought about his son, and his wife who had been with him for many years without any complaints, and finally gave up.

If he stays in the palace can change their peace, then he...yes.

Now, Gong Chenye came to him.

It is a great danger for Uncle Xiang, but... also a very great opportunity.

If Gong Shenye became the head of the palace family, maybe he would really be let go!

People in the palace family, in fact, can't really believe it completely.

but……

Uncle Xiang now has no other choice.

If he doesn't cooperate with Gong Shenye.

There is only one result waiting for him.

The whole family died.

Uncle Xiang covered his face, he really felt very tired.

I think of a sentence in the movie-sooner or later you will have to pay it back!

What you have done to someone is, in the future, maybe all will be paid back to you the same.

It was this result that Uncle Xiang was most afraid of seeing. He really didn't want his family to die.

At this moment, the people who were arranged by Gong Chenye to salvage the corpses came back and they carried four corpses.

Three are dead, and one of them still has a breath, not dead.

"Uncle Xiang, look at this one that has a tone. Should this be thrown in or kept?"

Uncle Xiang had returned to normal at this time, and he didn't even look at the living assassin.

"What are you doing? I haven't seen the fire, so I won't throw it in."

"okay."

For them, the lives are really worse than the fish raised in the pond, the birds flying on the branches...

There is no shortage of everything in this mansion, but there is no shortage of dead people.

As for the person who was still alive, he wouldn't live long even if he didn't throw him into the stove.

Anyway...how to die!

Let's throw it into the stove as fuel.

So they threw all the four people fished out of the water with their hands and feet.

The person who had a breath of breath finally made a cry of blood, but no one cares about it here, no one will listen, and no one wants to listen...

Just one person!

Dead... just dead!

In this house, I can't afford the slightest splash.

...

Gong Chenye returned to his room and closed the door.

He felt the strong smell of blood still in the room.

He didn't know if he hadn't eaten from last night until now, his stomach was upset, or he felt sick in his heart, he felt a nausea.

There seemed to be something squirming in the stomach.

He rushed into the bathroom and lay on the washstand, retching for a while without vomiting anything.

Gong Chenye raised his head and looked at himself pale in the mirror.

He was disgusting to this cage, and being disgusted by this disgusting place.

No one here, including him, is normal.

So, such him.

What love do you want? Why love someone.

He doesn't even know, nor will he love...

...

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