Cannon Fodder: Forced Counterattack

"Master Ao, you're awake."

Now Ao Ran's brain hurts whenever he hears this kid's weird tone.

"What time is it now? How long have I been asleep."

Jing Sheng's long and narrow eyes narrowed together, and he pressed the wound on Ao Ran's shoulder. The wound that had gradually healed under the action of the medicine was torn open again, and a bloodstain oozes from the white gauze, and Ao Ran bit it. Gritting his teeth, he insisted on not making a sound, Jing Sheng was tired of his forbearance, and exerted more force on his hand, "You are very calm, let me tell you, no one knows you are here now, even if I kill you, it would be easy for me to kill you." .”

Ao Ran endured the pain, her tone was helpless, and she pretended to be calm, "What do you think you are doing so much?"

Being taken aback by Ao Ran's helpless tone, Jing Sheng stammered a bit, "Wh...what's the point?"

Ao Ran pushed his hand away and lay on the bed without a pillow. She had put the good arm under her head, but it seemed too weak. After a long time of effort, she couldn't lift it up, so she had to give up.

Glancing at Jing Sheng, Ao Ran asked lazily, "Who gave me the medicine?"

Although Jing Sheng didn't understand why he suddenly shifted to taking medicine again, it didn't prevent him from being proud that I am your reborn parent: "Of course it's me, but I'm your rescue..." Life benefactor.

Ao Ran was too lazy to listen to him, so he interrupted directly: "Are you free? Kill me, save me, kill me, save me, if you have the time, hurry up and help your father, your father is busy for the martial arts competition Burnt out."

Being so busy and still having time to send someone to kill him is enough to worry about.

Jing Sheng sneered, "With my eldest brother here, it's not my turn at all, Mr. Ao, you take care of yourself first, you will feel better if it falls into my hands!" The last sentence was really a bit cruel Son.

Ao Ran yawned, wondering if he had lost too much blood, he was always sleepy, and his body was really weak, "Did you say what time it is?"

Jing Sheng couldn't stand him being so leisurely as a prisoner, so he lifted his foot and kicked hard a few times, until he heard Ao Ran gasp, and said, "It's time."

Ao Ran rubbed her eyes, and said strangely, "I thought it was Hai time, why is it so dark?"

Jing Sheng laughed strangely, patted Ao Ran's face and said, "You just found out, this place is hidden underground, and there is no sunlight at all."

Ao Ran couldn't help but rolled his eyes, this kid was spoiled by his family, he was so spoiled.

But that's right, thinking about Jing Wenshan's way of doing things, he is still alive, Jing Sheng is really kind.

Ao Ran rubbed her forehead with a headache, "What are you going to do?"

Jing Sheng sat down on the chair beside the bed, with his legs alternately stepping on the edge of the bed. The chair under his butt was only supported by two legs on the ground. Pretending to be in deep thought, "I'm tired of the previous tricks. I haven't thought of a fresh way to punish people, young master."

Ao Ran was annoyed by his shaking, couldn't hold back and kicked the person over, but this simple movement made Ao Ran feel exhausted, and Jing Sheng, who was lying on the ground, stood up angrily. , "Ao Ran! A prisoner dares to be so arrogant. Believe it or not, I will make your life worse than death."

Ao Ran sighed: "Xin, I'm already dying, I haven't eaten all day, I'm so hungry, give me something to eat, I have to sleep for a while after eating."

Jing Sheng laughed suddenly, the maliciousness in the smile was undisguised, "How does it feel to be hungry? Is it very uncomfortable?"

"..." Ao Ran raised his arm again, but he still couldn't lift it up, so he could only say, "It's okay."

Jing Sheng stood up and sneered: "Then you should be hungry for a few more days! No one will come here, so don't even think about going out."

The space here is not big, about ten square meters in size, a few candles were vaguely lit, the whole environment was dim and dark, Jing Sheng blew out the two candles beside the bed, the environment became much darker, very cramped, Jing Sheng As if suddenly remembering something, he said again: "Oh, by the way, the medicine given to you is mixed with sleeping grass, do you know this herbal medicine?"

Ao Ran only felt that the brain was more painful. Sleeping grass, this medicine is not a herbal medicine that makes people wake up, but a strange herbal medicine that makes people sleep and wake up at the same time. Yawning, no energy.

Of course, it’s okay if it’s like this. If you fall asleep, you won’t feel hungry, and you can rest well. However, while the sleeping grass paralyzes the body, it will also make people very awake, and they can’t fall asleep anyway. It is definitely a torment It was an unbearable process, no wonder I always felt weak and sleepy.

The world beside the bed was already very dark, but Jing Sheng could faintly see Ao Ran's expression, obviously he knew how to wake up the grass, Jing Sheng couldn't help smiling brightly, there was a table where he was standing, with Three candles were lit, illuminating the right side of his face, while the left side was pitch black, half bright, half dark, coupled with his sinister laughter, it was indeed quite scary.

Jing Sheng lay on the table for a while, and blew out the other two candles. The solitary candle flickered faintly, and the whole room became much darker. Jing Sheng walked towards the wall opposite the bed, as if he had encountered something. It was a happy thing, the rows of white teeth were always exposed, and he laughed from time to time, Ao Ran managed to see through the weak light that there seemed to be a step where Jing Sheng was standing.

Jing Sheng stepped up the steps step by step, walking lightly and comfortably, "Master Ao, I'm leaving, enjoy the 'stimulus' I gave you, and I'll come see you tomorrow."

"But—" Jing Sheng changed his voice, "If I forget tomorrow, don't blame me, I think you can bear it, bear with it, maybe you will still be alive when I come back next time."

Ao Ran prides herself on being stable and calm, and she can't help but want to scold her at this moment.

But this kid really didn’t lie, this place is indeed underground. After Jing Sheng opened the square wooden board on the top of the steps, the small basement instantly brightened up, and everything in the room could be seen at a glance. A simple table was scattered and lost. Two or three chairs and the diabolical wooden bed under him, and the rest, I am afraid that only damp soil is left.

Soon, the light disappeared after Jing Sheng went out, and Ao Ran seemed to hear the sound of the lock being clicked, and the boy's triumphant farewell.

Without light, the only remaining broken candle left a small shadow on the mottled wall. It would be better if it was completely extinguished. This dim light and shadow really made people feel more uncomfortable. Ao Ran felt like lying down. Quietness is a kind of torment, there is no sound in the ear, I can't sleep, and the wound hurts a little.

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study.

"Master, Jing Sheng has already left, Mr. Ao was locked up below and hasn't come out yet."

Jing Fan flipped through several pages of the book in his hand, but there were not a few words in his eyes, "Can't he come out by himself?"

"Return to the master, lock it from above."

Jing Fan closed the book impatiently, "Can't he even lift a broken wooden board as a martial artist?"

The kneeling man in black was a little at a loss, so he could only say, "I'm afraid the injury is serious, and I have no strength."

The book in Jing Fan's hand was thrown on the table with a "crack".

The man swallowed, "Why don't you go and rescue Mr. Ao out."

Jing Fan's eyes were sharp, "When is it your turn to make your own decisions?"

The man quickly kowtowed, "I don't dare, but follow the master's orders."

Jing Fan clenched his fist under the sleeve, "Get out!"

"Yes!" The man in black took a step back, and held back his fear, "Master, do you still need to keep an eye on me?"

Jing Fan: "No need."

After finishing speaking, he said again, "That dead man in Jingwenshan..."

The man in black immediately replied, "It is said that his name is Ah Liu, and he has already returned to the East Courtyard."

Jing Fan paused, his tone was flat, but chilling, "Kill it, don't leave the whole body."

Hearing this, the man in black was startled.

Jing Fan glanced at him, "Is there a problem?"

Not daring to think about it, the man just nodded and backed out.

Not leaving the whole body, which means that he will die badly. Since the master hates this person so much, he should also care about Mr. Ao, so why not save him?

Ao Ran forced herself to stand up, feeling her legs were like cotton. I don't know when that boy Jing Sheng took the medicine, and he got better after lying down for so long. Even so, walking still took a lot of effort.Enduring it, Ao Ran finally walked to the table in the half-darkness, lit a few candles on the table, and stumbled to the steps, almost unable to lift his legs.

As expected, the upper wooden board could not be pushed away, Ao Ran sat and panted for a while, gathered all the internal force of his whole body and slapped the wooden board above his head, with this palm, the thick wooden board cracked with a sound, and there were cracked lines Like a spider web.Ao Ran couldn't help but feel happy. Although he was really powerless, he still took a breath and slapped again. The effect was gratifying, the board was broken to the ground, but the result was disappointing. Jing Sheng, that little bastard, was on it. Also covered a big stone.

In desperation, Ao Ran punched it twice with all his strength, but the broken stone didn't even move, and he didn't know how that bastard Jing Sheng moved it up.

Panting and lying on the row of steps, Ao Ran didn't even want to move a finger, no matter, it's too damp down there, the soil wall next to the bed can wipe wet mud with one hand, lying here, still can be better.

Ao Ran sighed, if he stayed here tonight, he might die from the cold, I hope Jing Fan and the others can find that he is lost, and come to save him by the way.

Jing Fan took the book from the shelf again, turned it over a few times, really lost interest, and was a little impatient in his heart, so he pitied the book for being so bad, the white mist that was kneaded by that palm and flowed on the slender fingertips After tossing and tossing, a good book was turned into ashes in an instant, and Jing Fan's dark eyes, which used to be dark, instantly flashed a touch of scarlet, coupled with the terrifying aura around him, like a murderous maniac from hell.

I don't know if it's because the kung fu has been practiced more and more recently, and the majestic internal force is really hard to suppress. Jing Fan only feels that the whole person is a little upset. He wants to kill, and this kind of thought can't be suppressed.

Suddenly, Ao Ran flashed through Jing Fan's mind. This man was injured by Jing Wenshan's dead soldiers and was imprisoned underground by Jing Sheng.

And he did want him to suffer.

but--

Jing Fan's eyes suddenly turned sharp, bloody and cruel. Even if this person dies, even if he suffers all kinds of misfortunes and pains, he should be inflicted by himself?

……