Cannon fodder is counterattacked by heartthrobs

Yi Leng was placed under house arrest in a small room in a remote corner of Fu Nian's mansion. Of course, the treatment was not as good as house arrest, and it could even be said that he was imprisoned.When Fu Nian went to see Yi Leng, he was led by his subordinates through the upper courtyard of the mansion and went straight to the depths of the mansion. Outside the door was guarded by master guards. It seemed that there were few people, but in fact there were also hidden guards watching all the time in the dark. The security looks very loose, but in fact the inside is already impregnable, if anyone wants to break in to save people, they will not be able to escape their eyes and ears.

Fu Nian walked into the room, and it was clear at a glance that the room was empty.There is only one bed in the room, and there is a person lying on it, lying on it with big thorns, without any hesitation.The man was prone to coldness, and he was still wearing the clothes he had just tortured to extract a confession from, and there were still some traces of wetness, his paint hair was messy, and there were many strands of hair sticking to his neck, but he just lay on the bed regardless, His long black hair was pressed to the back of his head, and he didn't comb it, just scattered under his body like this, and his clothes were also wrinkled by the guards' violence just now, looking crumpled.

The whole person just lay on the bed recklessly, the long hair was crushed and scattered, like floating seaweed, scattered on the bed, spreading out like a black umbrella.One of his legs was still hanging out of the bed, and the other leg was on the bed, looking careless.Hearing the sound, he looked in the direction of the person a little lazily, raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes were like stars, moved a little, and the chains on his body made a sound, making him frown, and randomly became motionless again up.

It turned out that he was still handcuffed by a pair of handcuffs, as well as on his ankles, and there were chains connecting the handcuffs, all made of iron chains, as long as he moved a little, the chains would make a sound immediately, and the iron chains It also made it difficult for him to break free with his bare hands.

This was originally a torture tool used by prisoners, so it would be a bit of a fuss to use it on Yi Leng, but Fu Nian had suffered from being kidnapped by Yi Leng, so he had to guard against him more.

Fu Nian walked up to him, Yi Leng glanced at him with no emotion in his eyes, then closed his eyes slightly, with wet hair on his cheeks and neck, which did not diminish his beauty at all, just like a picture of a beauty.

However, Fu Nian stood in front of him for a long time, silent, frowning at Yi Liang, with a slightly cold look in his eyes.

Finally, he couldn't help but shot at Yi Leng. Yi Leng raised his eyelids and looked at him, not sure what the other party's intention was. When he was hesitating whether to make a move, he saw Fu Nian stretching out his hand to his hair.

Fu Nian seemed to be unable to bear it, but his handsome face was cold at this time, and he stretched out his hand to pull Yi Leng's hair sticking to his neck and face, and then stretched his hand towards Yi Leng's body, and Yi Leng turned his head Glancing at him, there was a look of vigilance in his eyes.

"Get up." Fu Nian's tone showed no emotion.

Yi Leng didn't move for a moment, Fu Nian said, "If you don't get up, I'll ask someone to come in and get you up." He paused, "It won't be so gentle then."

So Yi Leng straightened up numbly, Fu Nian pursed his lips and smoothed his hair. In fact, Yi Leng's hair was soft and shiny, but it couldn't stand Fu Nian's merciless attack. Seeing Yi Leng's scalp, Yi Leng frowned in pain.

"Can you be gentle?" Yi Leng couldn't help but ask.

Fu Nian glanced at him, ignored him, and continued to stroke his hair, but his hands were lighter.

Seeing Yi Leng's hair draped behind his head, neat and smooth, no strands sticking to his face and neck anymore, he was slightly relieved, his eyes immediately saw Yi Leng's wrinkled neckline, Dazed for a moment, facing Yi Leng's eyes looking at him, he seemed to be guessing what he was going to do.

So, Fu Nian stretched out his hand to straighten Yi Leng's collar and smoothed his neckline. His eyes were open and did not meet Yi Leng's gaze. It's just that the wrinkles on the clothes didn't disappear after all, but they didn't look as obtrusive as before.

Only then did Fu Nian stop, took a step back, and looked at Yi Leng a few times, with satisfaction in his eyes.

Yi Leng: "..."

It seems that this is still obsessive-compulsive disorder...

Fu Nian then began to interrogate Yi Leng, asking, "You said you were hired to kill me?"

Yi Leng nodded, and he asked again: "Then who hired you?"

"I don't know about that. You know, in our killer business, there are many ways to take over the mission without contacting the other party."

This is indeed a fact. Once Yi Leng talked about this, he said it clearly and logically, because what he said was all true, so the true and false were mixed together, making it difficult to distinguish.

Fu Nian looked at him, as if he was thinking about it, and didn't say whether he believed it or not, as if he just wanted to observe Yi Leng's expression when he spoke.

Instead of continuing to ask this question, he moved on to the next question.

"Are you from Dahong?"

Yi Leng didn't know why he asked such a question, and replied: "Of course."

It's not easy to fake this matter, after all, Yi Leng's appearance is somewhat different from the rough appearance of the traditional Beimo people.

Fu Nian thought about it, and asked casually, "You grew up here?"

Yi Leng became vigilant, but before he could answer, Fu Nian continued: "I heard that your killers have been trained since childhood. Seeing that your skills are good, you must have trained for many years. When you were questioned at the beginning, I have heard your Hezhou accent, which is not very similar, so it seems that you are not from Hezhou and nearby people."

"So where are you from?"

Yi Leng didn't understand what Fu Nian's intention was when he asked this question, not to mention that the original body had been wandering around since he was a child. Yi Leng didn't know where the original body was from the fragmentary memory of the original body. right there.So he simply lied to protect himself.

"We killers don't have a fixed place to live, so we naturally go wherever there is business." Yi Leng looked at Fu Nian, with a sarcastic smile on his lips, "We are all exhausted from running around, how can we be like you?" To be able to live safely in one place until you grow up."

Fu Nian was indifferent to his words, and there was no wave. He just rubbed the jade pendant with his hands behind his back. He knew that the words of the person in front of him could not be trusted, because the other person was full of nonsense, no matter how sincere the words were, the words would still be true. Credibility is questionable.

After a while, Fu Nian said leisurely: "I don't want to torture you to extract a confession." His dark eyes looked straight at Yi Leng, as deep as a vortex, sucking people into it in the dark night, "This is not good. I believe you will also I don't want to do that."

Yi Leng replied: "No one likes the feeling of being tortured, of course I do too. But everything I say is the truth, believe it or not. I don't know anything except to kill people."

Fu Nian smiled, clear and shallow, without a smile in his eyes, and said softly: "It doesn't matter, as long as you are here, those people can't escape."

Those people referred to Qi Yusheng, and they also referred to those people from the Wuyue Mountain Range.

Fu Nian didn't make things difficult for him, Yi Leng thought he would continue the torture just now, he knew that Fu Nian was not a literati, so he would definitely be able to deal with him.Maybe there is really something important that trips him, so that he can only weigh the pros and cons, let go of his side and start to do another thing quickly.

Maybe this has something to do with what he overheard on the eaves?

When Fu Nian turned to go out, Yi Leng stopped him.

"Marshal..." Fu Nian looked back at him, and was a little surprised that Yi Leng would call him, and Yi Leng said slowly, "Can you return the jade pendant to me? It's not worth much, and it's useless for you to hold it in your hand." .”

It means that this jade pendant is not an important item.

"Since it's worthless, why do you still want to take it back?" Fu Nian asked him back, with a smile on his face.

Yi Leng observed his expression and said carefully, "For people like you, this is of course worthless. But even if it's worthless, it is meaningful for people like us."

Fu Nian asked again: "What's the meaning?"

This is to get to the bottom of it, right...

Yi Leng came casually and said, "...Actually, this was left to me by my mother before she passed away, and I always wear it on my body."

Hearing this, Fu Nian withdrew his smile, and said sternly, "As long as I don't know your motives and origins for a day, I won't give you anything. Tell the truth as soon as possible, so that you don't have to act on me all the time." Some meaningfully said, "If you don't want to tell, then we will wear it down slowly."

Fu Nian went out and ordered the guards outside the door to keep an eye on Yi Leng, turned around and looked at the door, frowned slightly, picked up the crescent moon jade pendant and looked at it, finally put the jade pendant into his arms, turned and left .

After confirming that Fu Nian had left, Yi Leng lay back on the bed again, thinking about what to do next. It seemed that this Fu Nian was not easy to fool, and it seemed difficult to find a breakthrough to escape from him, but he vaguely felt that this Fu Nian was a little strange. too right.

However, it seems that Fu Nian will be busy with other things in the future, so during this period of time, it is the best time for him to escape!

So in the early morning of the second day, Fu Nian had already set off. Although Yi Leng didn't know that Fu Nian had already set off, he also started to "work"!

His hands and feet were handcuffed, the door was locked, and he could only slam the door loudly, shouting at the top of his voice, "Come on! Come on!!!"

At first, people outside didn't take him seriously, until they were annoyed by his quarrel.

"I want to go to the toilet! Are you going to suffocate me?!"

The guard outside replied: "You can go inside if you are inside."

"How do you go inside?! You don't think it's dirty, but I still think it's dirty!" Yi Leng continued to shout back at the top of his throat. It wasn't all a show, he really wanted to go to the bathroom.

The guard sneered and didn't take him seriously, obviously thinking that it was ridiculous for him to be dirty as a prisoner.

Yi Leng thought for a while, and then said: "When your marshal comes to interrogate me, my place is so dirty, do you think your marshal won't blame you?"

This hit the point of the guards, they naturally understood the temperament of their own marshal, and I am afraid that they would not be able to eat and walk around.

Therefore, the guards had no choice but to discuss with the chief guard, and Yi Leng took advantage of the victory to pursue and continue to raise conditions.

"I want to eat and drink, and your marshal came back and saw that I was starved to death, so it's hard for you to explain?"

The guards hated him so much that they felt that Yi Leng was pushing an inch and being so arrogant as a prisoner, but Fu Nian had told them before leaving that he would deal with Yi Leng after he came back, so it was not good for them to torture Yi Leng .

What he never expected was that the spittoon and all kinds of things he asked for were stuffed in through the crack of the door.

Yi Leng immediately said: "I want to go to the toilet!"

The chief guard obviously suppressed his laughter, and did this on purpose, saying: "The spittoon is already given to you, don't even think about coming out." Then he ignored him.

Yi Leng yelled for a long time but no one paid any attention, and knew that these people would not be able to agree to his other requests.

But asking him to use the spittoon... He really has a psychological shadow, Yi Leng looked at the spittoon with a pretty face.

Fortunately, these people didn't inhumanely want to stink him to death, and let people come in to clean up these things and serve his daily life.

This man was an old man, dressed in coarse linen, hunched and hunchbacked, only his wrinkled forehead could be seen, he walked a bit slowly, his hands and feet were quite agile, taciturn, like a scalper who had worked hard for many years.

Since the guards received the order to ignore him, only this old man came in to deliver food every day and could touch him when collecting the spittoon.

He can only understand the situation outside through this old man.

"What do you do at the house?"

The old man lowered his head, picked up his spittoon filled with dirty things, and replied honestly: "Pour Yexiang."

Yi Leng thought, well, it really is so, no wonder the other party poured his spittoon so easily.

However, it was a surprise that the other party could answer him, which meant that he could start with it.

The author has something to say: updated...

I don't have a water plot oh hey... Everyone guess the new character.

感谢在2021-06-0222:52:34~2021-06-1501:37:50期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw mines: knight_An11;

Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Cha Maniac;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!