All the cannon fodders I have flirted with are on top [Quick Wear]

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Ao City is located on the sea. Every night, the turbulent and vast sea will roll up waves, swallowing up all traces left by humans during the day.

Yan Jingtong's knees sank into the soft sand, his eyes were blindfolded, and the salty smell of sea water filled his breath.

"Who are you and why are you arresting me?"

His hands were tied and he knelt on the ground in a humiliating posture. He was afraid but pretended to be calm.

Zhu Xiao merged into the night, and Yan Jingtong only felt a gust of wind in his ears, followed by a dull pain on his back.

"Fuck, who the hell are you!"

He took a deep breath, bent his back to 90 degrees, and dodged the blows from the clubs that kept hitting him.

Unfortunately, he had no power to resist and was even knocked into the beach by a stick, with his mouth full of sand.

"Ahhh you are fucking sick, who are you and why are you hitting me!?"

As soon as he woke up, he was tied here and started being beaten without even hearing a word.

The sticks hitting Yan Jingtong never stopped, and the muffled sounds made people clench their teeth.

"Please, stop hitting me."

The sand in Yan Jingtong's mouth tasted of blood, but he didn't even have the chance to spit it out. The man didn't even give him time to breathe.

He couldn't count how many times he was beaten with the stick.

I even thought it would be better to just suffocate him to death with a stick rather than suffer like this.

"Actually, you've always been an eyesore, but he likes it, so I put up with it."

"But now he has figured it out, and you are still causing trouble for him and pestering him. That's courting death."

There was no place on his body that didn't hurt. Yan Jingtong collapsed on the beach like a rotten fish. It was not until he heard the man's words that he jumped up as if he had been electrocuted.

This sound...

"Uncle! Is that you? Uncle!"

His answer was a heavier blow.

"Fuck me!"

Yan Jingtong was hit on the head, but he turned over like a rotten fish and was still looking at Gu Yong.

"Uncle, please forgive me. My father is so good to you. You don't want him to lose his son in middle age, right?"

Zhu Xiao slammed his stick on the hand he extended, "Has your father ever told you that your last name is not Yan?"

"What do you mean? What nonsense are you talking about! It's obvious that your last name is not Yan!"

Yan Jingtong pushed the ground with his feet and kept backing away.

When he was five years old, his father brought home a boy who looked younger than him and asked him to call him uncle as soon as he entered the door.

Because he couldn't shout out, his front teeth were almost knocked out by his father. Not only that, his father was very concerned about the boy, so much so that he once thought that Zhu Xiao was his father's illegitimate son. After all, his grandfather was fifty years old, how could he have a three-year-old son.

Moreover, the boy’s surname is not Yan, but Zhuxiao. I heard that he took his mother’s surname.

Although they were of the same age, Zhu Xiao never paid attention to anyone. No matter how attentive his father was, he couldn't get a smile from him, no, he couldn't even get a word from him.

"Your father is the old man's adopted son. As for why he treats me so well, it's just because of the old man's will. Only when I am alive can the Yan family have a foothold, and you can have enough food and drink. Do you understand?"

Yan Jingtong pressed half of his face against the sand and shouted, "I don't believe it. You are the one who was picked up. My father and I are both normal people. Only you are sick. Only you were picked up!"

Zhu Xiao was diagnosed with dissociative disorder when he was a teenager. His father specifically told him to stay away from him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to save him if anything happened.

"Yes, I am sick, so what's wrong with hitting you twice?" Zhu Xiao threw away the stick, picked up the rope on Yan Jingtong, and pulled him into the sea.

"What are you doing, Zhu Xiao!" The cold sea water gradually reached his waist, and Yan Jingtong was completely panicked. "Uncle, uncle, I was wrong! I will never talk back to you again! Please forgive me, I beg you, I will give you whatever you want!"

"let?"

Zhu Xiao stopped, the sea water reached his waist, choking Yan Jingtong and making him cough continuously.

"He was supposed to be mine, but you took him away from me."

Yan Jingtong belatedly asked, "Who is my uncle talking about? Anqu?"

While speaking, he choked on sea water again.

Zhu Xiao lifted him up, "He is worthy."

After Yan Jingtong was able to breathe, he suddenly realized, "It's Ning Zhi, right?"

My uncle actually likes Ning Zhi!

He never knew it before!

But now that he knew… he didn’t want to let go.

"Ahem... Ahem, if my uncle wants him, he should compete with me fairly. What's the point of using dirty tricks?"

"Fairness is something you were not worthy of talking to me about the moment you were born."

The sea surface exploded with a "splash" and Yan Jingtong was thrown into the sea by him.

The sound of water gurgling could be heard behind him, but Zhu Xiao remained expressionless.

He has waited too long for this day.