After getting the wrong heartthrob script

The moon is dark and the wind is high, which is the perfect time to put on a sack and beat a sap.

Qi Su, a professional cannon fodder from another world, along with two other cannon fodder from this world, was hiding behind a cluster of thick grass. A tall, thin and handsome figure slowly approached in the distance. Take a shortcut and walk through the green belt.

The two cannon fodder companions, especially the one with the shriveled cheeks, saw the young man approaching them, his inverted triangular eyes widened, his body was stretched to the extreme, his whole body exuded anger, his teeth were gnashing loudly, The movement here suddenly became louder. If this continues, it may arouse the vigilance of the young man.

Qi Su can't let this person destroy the plot, this sap stick will be the trigger for his death in the near future, if this blow is not solid, he will not be able to withstand the blow in the future, and will not be able to complete what he came to this world to take over Cannon fodder script.

He is a person with a keen sense of pain. To others, even a little bit of pain will be magnified several times to him.

As for why he has always taken the initiative to take over the cannon fodder script, one of the reasons is that the cannon fodder does not have much time to play, and is generally anonymous. He only needs to do specific things at a specific time, and then die of various reasons. When he died, he had a Privilege, can block 90% of the pain at that time.

Before he dies, he will complete the prescribed plot as high as possible without making any mistakes.

Qi Su grabbed his accomplice's shoulder, and the accomplice turned his head abruptly, Qi Su leaned over and pressed his voice against his accomplice's ear, "I'll go."

The hot and humid breath was scattered behind the ears, and the lazy voice, like a male announcer on a midnight radio station, poured into the accomplice's ears, which made his heart tremble, and his ears also felt inexplicably hot. The accomplice's eyes dodged and avoided Qi Su's gaze, but the next moment his gaze quickly moved back, he felt that something was wrong with him recently, he would always compare Qi Su with the women he hung out with in the massage parlor, the result of the comparison was that Qi Su had fairer skin than them, Thinner than them, better-looking than their faces, except for having no big breasts and big buttocks, those women are incomparable in any place, it is simply the difference between heaven and earth.

When he saw Qi Su's fair and delicate face that could not see a single blemish, it seemed that the raging anger burning in his body died down in an instant, he nodded and gave a special instruction.

"Be careful." Don't let Jiang Zhaotian see your face.

As if he could hear the inner voice of his accomplice, Qi Su twitched the corner of his mouth, and two small charming dimples appeared on his face. He tightened the stick in his hand and nodded with a smile: "I will pay attention."

When Jiang Zhaotian was about to reach the bushes where Qi Su and the others were hiding, he suddenly turned around and turned right, walking towards a cobblestone path. The young man walked in front of Qi Su, and when the other party walked two or three meters away, Qi Su rushed out.

His speed was extremely fast, as if in the blink of an eye, Jiang Zhaotian only heard a strange noise behind him. He had just had a drink with his friends, and his reaction was half a beat slow. Before he recovered, a wooden stick was hit on the back of his head. Hit, a burst of severe pain hit, his body was weak and collapsed, he tried hard to turn his head to see who was attacking him, a sack covered his head, and boundless darkness invaded, Jiang Zhaotian fainted to the ground.

The two people who came out from behind quickly took Jiang Zhaotian's arms and dragged him to a nearby building.

The first floor of the building is a low raised floor, and no houses have been built. It was past one o'clock in the morning, not to mention people, and there were not many rats.

A few people came to a dimly lit corner. It happened that there was a construction site behind a wall. The construction site was working at night and there was a booming sound. Therefore, on the overhead floor, feet or fists hit The sound of the human body is completely covered up.

The stick used for the murder was thrown into the trash can by Qi Su, and when he hit the sap, he specially wore gloves to avoid leaving fingerprints.

At this moment, Qi Su took off his gloves. His back was half leaning on a stone pillar, one slender leg was bent, and the toes were on the ground. A dim overhead light cast a little light on his indifferent and handsome face. Slightly raised, from the beautiful and seductive swan neck to the graceful mandible, there is a rebellious arc drawn, and the expression and posture of the whole person are lazy and revealing a fierce determination.

Of those slender hands with well-defined phalanges, one was in the pocket of his jeans, and the other was holding a lighter.

After a crisp click sound, the orange-red flame ignited and lit the cigarette in his mouth. He took a slow puff, full of nicotine breath in his mouth and nose. The next moment, he sucked all the inhaled gas He spat it out, did not swallow his throat, let these harmful gases enter his liver and lungs, his memory of reality, no matter how many different worlds he travels, he still clearly remembers that his father smoked too much and died of lung cancer Well, he probably inherited men's love for tobacco and alcohol, but he is a very self-controlled person, smoking is necessary, but it's just a taste.

Although in these worlds, he could never wait until he got lung cancer before dying.

The violent kicking and beating over there was still going on, Qi Su held a half-burned cigarette in his mouth, took out his mobile phone to check the time, he took another puff vigorously, squinted his eyes to enjoy the charming smell of tobacco, and then took off the cigarette , threw it on the ground, and crushed the cigarette butt with his toes.

With his left hand still in his pocket, he raised his right hand and covered his mouth, yawned, and swayed towards the corner ahead.

"Brother Gou, it's alright. If you continue to beat him, you will be killed. I think you know the identity of this person. Just let it out. Don't really kill someone." Emotionally looking at Jiang Zhaotian, who was curled up on the ground, his clothes and pants were covered with dust, and he was in a state of embarrassment. When he saw the opponent's feet move, he knew that this person had woken up after being kicked by Brother Zhou and another person.

The corner of his mouth twitched indifferently, and his smile had no warmth.

"...Okay, I'll listen to you." That's what Brother Gou said, but in the end he still raised his foot and kicked Jiang Zhaotian again, causing the opponent to groan in pain.

Qi Su put both hands in his trouser pockets. Since what he was holding was the cannon fodder script, the role of this cannon fodder was not set up as a good person, so he didn't say anything else, turned around and walked out first, not long after. Followed by two footsteps.

The right shoulder was suddenly pushed down by someone, Qi Su turned his head to look at Brother Hou, the other party avenged the young man who made him spend three years in prison after venting his violence against Jiang Zhaotian just now, the whole person, every hair Silk is full of joy and happiness.

"I know a new food stall has opened in a place, and the barbecue there is good, let's go and eat some." Brother Gou held Qi Su's shoulder, his eyes lit up.

Qi Su lowered his eyes, silence was regarded as a response.

As for the other person, he was following beside him, and it took a little effort just to beat him up, but he was really hungry now, so he leaned over and asked Brother Gou where the place was.

Brother Gou pushed the person away, the other person's face and nose were not noses and eyes were not eyes, with people like Qi Su by his side, Brother Gou looked at other people, he felt that most of them were hard to see.

Even the small massage parlors that I used to frequent, I seldom go there.

He once even paid a high price to go to the best local entertainment club. It is said that there are college student girls there, but when he saw someone, he put on heavy makeup, and the powder on his face could be sold by the catty. appetite.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Qi Sulu's four beautiful fingers lined up in one joint outside his trouser pocket.

This is the most beautiful hand he has ever seen in real life, and he was able to see it on TV before. Those star actors are much better-looking.

The fingers are as pale as jade, even though the street lights are dim, the hands still have a luster that makes people's throat tighten.

Brother Gou went out to spend money to find women, but he knew from the bottom of his heart that none of those women were very clean. He despised them for being dirty. He was afraid of contracting some kind of disease, so he never did it directly.

I don't know where it started, anyway, whenever Brother Gou sees Qi Su's hands, he can always see some eroticism when he sees Qi Su's hands, probably, and evil thoughts suddenly arise in his heart.

Then I really can't blame him, who let Qi Su have such a pair of beautiful hands, such hands, but he can't even spend money to find them, if he doesn't use them for something, it's simply too wasteful.

Brother Gou originally wanted to wait a little longer to find a suitable opportunity, but today he suddenly felt that he didn't want to wait any longer. Back then, Qi Su's father owed a bad debt, and the debt collector ran to threaten Qi Su. He helped Qi Su at that time. A hand, otherwise Qi Su will either lack an arm or a broken leg, he just wants to use Qi Su's beautiful hand, Qi Su should not reject him, if Qi Su is not willing, everyone can help each other.

Brother Gou's calculations can be said to be very loud.

The food stalls were a little far away, so they rushed over by taxi on the side of the road. There was already a table full of people when they went there. The owner of the shop knew Brother Gou, and greeted people warmly when they saw them. When they glanced at Qi Su, There was an obvious moment of surprise, Qi Su looked at this face in front of the mirror, the eyes were the eyes and the nose was the nose, he didn't think there was anything special about it, the strange thing was that there would always be people who didn't just stare blankly when they saw him, but just changed their expressions. stay.

He didn't worry about it, he wouldn't lose a piece of flesh if he was stared at twice, as long as it didn't hinder him, they could keep staring at him as long as they wanted.

"Boss, bring a case of beer." Brother Gou intends to take this opportunity to get Qi Su drunk, and then he can implement the hidden idea in his heart.

Qi Su vaguely sensed that there was something wrong with the way Gou looked at him, so he pretended not to know, and followed him to see what he wanted to do.

The author has something to say: Qi (sound in the same voice) Qi Baobao is the most handsome, no one is more handsome than him, as long as everyone likes him, it is enough for everyone to like him, the scumbags are used to rub against the ground to generate heat,

There is no positive attack, all the characters appearing on the stage are to highlight the powerful charm of Qi Qi,