Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

The opening dance of the Vanilla Pavilion is unique. The beautiful men with long hair and shawls come out in a file. The chest, as if it could be taken off with a light tug.

The veil in the middle of the stage has become their half-covered props, they come out from time to time presumptuously under the ambiguous light and dance boldly to seduce people, and hide behind the veil from time to time like a half-pipa and half-covered face Revealing a pair of eyes full of affection, it made the blood of the wolves in the audience boil, and they screamed excitedly, wishing to go up and throw one down now. Under the passionate and erotic music, the atmosphere on the stage has reached high tide.

After the dance was over, there were quite a few people in the audience who were red-faced and gasping for breath.

Yinniang appeared on the stage amidst waves of heat. He had been the host for these years, and everyone in the audience was familiar with him. Before he could say hello, they urged one by one to start the dinner.

"Master, the private room next door stole Mr. Ao's money, beat him, and sold him to Qiu Dashan here."

Jing Fan sat leaning on the seat handle with his fingertips lightly, and the soft "da da" sound fell on Meng Ji's heart one after another, making his heart thump and his forehead was sweating. With cold eyes and murderous intent, the man who was about to delay the house a hundred times questioned, Meng Ji bit the bullet and took a step forward, explaining, "Then, that master, this Qiu Dashan is a well-known bully in Mangcheng, he On the surface, he opened an ordinary pawnshop, but in reality he is quite powerful. He often does some shady business, has contacts with various families, and there are quite a lot of people who protect him, so he has been domineering in Mangcheng for so many years. Tube."

Jing Fan didn't lift his eyelids, his long black eyelashes cast a shadow, and his voice was cold and harsh, "Do you want to let this kind of person live and keep him to take your place?"

Meng Ji wiped off his sweat and said in mourning, "Master, I can't do anything about it. Mang City seems to be ruled by me, but the forces in it are complicated and everyone wants to intervene. I plan to deal with these people. But this has to be done gradually.”

Regarding his explanation, Jing Fan raised his eyelids slightly, and the cold light in his eyes hit him directly. Meng Ji shivered from the cold, and his whole body was chilled. He only heard him say, "When do you plan to proceed step by step? I didn't send you any instructions." People? Didn’t I tell you how to deal with it? What are you doing? Both sides? Forming cliques, selfishness? You want to build a good relationship with every family and make more profits from it, do you think I don’t know?”

The ice-cold questioning made Meng Ji's calf go soft, and the pair of extremely sharp cold eyes made him recall this man's destructive strength again. This master is actually a very casual person, who basically doesn't care much, and the same is true. Let him quickly forget that this person exists like a demon, and the more he thinks about it, the more terrifying he is. Meng Ji knelt down with a "plop", walked up to Jing Fan with a few steps on his knees, and cried, "Master, master, I was wrong, I was obsessed with ghosts, I deserve to die, give me another chance!"

Jing Fan sneered, "If I don't care what you do on weekdays, and I don't care about your petty thoughts, but it's because of you that he got hurt, then don't worry about me being rude!"

——I never give anyone who hurt him a second chance.

Meng Ji was startled, his eyes widened—what do you mean?

However, Jing Fan no longer gave him time to think - there is no need to keep people who are useless.

The slender hand hit Meng Ji's chest at a speed invisible to the naked eye, and ended his life before the opponent came back to his senses. Meng Ji lay straight on the ground with his eyes wide open, blood overflowing from his mouth.

The people sitting and standing in the room were all expressionless, as if killing the lord of a city was just a trivial matter like slaughtering a chicken.

Mengjia Jingfan was willing to support him at the time. It is undeniable that he is indeed capable, quick-witted, and capable of doing things. Even if he has his own ambitions, he doesn't care. But now this person has made a mistake that he shouldn't have made. His ambition hurt Ao Ran, even if it wasn't the direct cause, he wouldn't keep it anymore.

The first floor is getting more and more lively. The first beautiful man on the stage is an extremely charming man, not very girly, but he is very seductive, like a male vixen, exuding a demonic aura, I don't know if he is Being forced to do this, I still enjoy it, and occasionally throwing a wink can make the audience excited.

Jing Fan looked at the scene below with no expression on his face. There was no fluctuation in his expression. The man standing behind him hesitated for a long time but couldn't help but said, "Master, why don't you just go in and rescue Mr. Ao? Wouldn't this... Is it faster and less troublesome??" Instead, they only sent someone to watch over him to prevent Mr. Ao from getting hurt, and they just sat here and waited, when will they wait?

After asking, he regretted it a little. They are not qualified to interfere with the master's affairs. The young master Ao who suddenly appeared now seems to be the master's reverse scale, and no one dares to touch it.

After waiting for a long time, he didn't hear the master speak or get angry. Just when he thought he wouldn't get a response, he heard a very soft voice, "If you scare him, he won't dare to run away, so he will stay in my house obediently." around."

The voice was so soft that he thought he was hallucinating.

Is it too cruel to treat the person you love so much?

He didn't dare to say such words, but when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw the master's fingers tightly pinching the armrest of the seat, and the piece of wood had already deformed.

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That charming man was bought by a man in his 40s at a price of 2000 taels, and he will belong to this man in the next year, and he can play with him as long as his life is not involved.After a year, if the man gets tired of it, he has to return to the Vanilla Pavilion and pick up customers like an ordinary young lady. But if the man really likes him, he can also redeem him, but he has to pay double the auction price. Buy out for life, his life and death in the future has nothing to do with Xiangcao Pavilion, it is all decided by this man.

Either way, for the Vanilla Pavilion, it is a surefire profit.

With the passage of time, the atmosphere on the field became more and more heated, and the four different types of men who came up were all auctioned off at higher and higher prices. The mood has risen a lot.

Yinniang looked at the crazy man below with satisfaction, and smiled reservedly, "The little cutie below is soft and well-behaved, with a slender figure, as soft as a woman, and if she is bullied a little, she will cry pitifully and make people want to stop. I hope all the grandparents here like it."

After he stepped off the stage, a short boy came up, wearing a long skirt of a woman's, with her daughter's hair tied up in a bun, looking at the audience with watery eyes, a small face the size of a palm, and a small cherry mouth. Poor and cute, soft and outrageous, many people were overwhelmed, and started quoting directly without waiting for him to perform.

Sitting on the second floor, Qiu Dashan's eyes were red. Looking at the tearful eyes of the young man under the stage, he felt the heat all over his body gather under his body.

Yinniang really understands his preferences, she is too sympathetic to him!

"4000 taels!"

"Four thousand and one hundred taels!"

"Four thousand and one hundred taels!"

"5000 taels!"

Obviously this young man is extremely popular, and there are many bidders. Seeing so many people robbing him, Qiu Dashan became anxious. He must get such a young man, "7000 taels!"

There was a sudden increase of 2000 taels, and many people looked up to the second floor. After the sound, no one raised the price for a while, and Qiu Dashan was quite proud.