Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Yao could only be thankful that the black robe she was wearing could perfectly cover his weak legs.

Although he was mentally prepared, the sudden sharp gunshots and the shards of glass flying to his ears still made the little priest turn pale with fright.

His face, which was already pale, now looked even more lacklustre.

It was the result of Ruan Yao's efforts to restrain herself that she didn't cry on the spot.

Edward was already familiar with this kind of assassination that appeared at any time. When he got up from the ground, he didn't even wipe off the dust on his face, so he went to check if Ruan Yao was okay.

Ruan Yao's whole body was numb, like a big doll being held in the arms of a teenager and touched from head to toe.

"It's great that you're fine, Ruan." The young master, who was twice as tall as Ruan Yao, held the priest in his arms like a teddy bear, and pacified Ruan Yao's neck from the back of his neck to his slender waist with his fingers. .

Later, Ruan Yao wondered if this man was really worried about getting hurt, and his hands rested on his waist for too long.

The young master's expression was restrained very well, his face turned pale from the same fright, but he was simply annoyed that he had caused the priest to be hurt, and regardless of the pain in the back of his head, he pitifully grabbed Ruan Yao's clothes and wanted to send him off go back.

In order to maintain her precarious tall image in front of the silly young master, Ruan Yao tremblingly insisted on going back to the church by herself.

The young master looked even more aggrieved, his sharp jaw tightened, a tuft of dull hair fluttering in the wind rose on top of his soft golden hair, and there were scars from shrapnel on his porcelain white face. Abandoned big golden retriever.

Every time Ruan Yao saw Edward showing this expression, she couldn't help but reflect on whether she was really a scorn.

"It's right to be bad. The worse the character of our cannon fodder, the more dedicated we are, which shows that the host is really a genius, and he is naturally suitable for our industry. This year's acting awards can at least be ranked in the top ten." The system bounced Blowing rainbow farts around the terrified host.

"At least you have saved the young master's life now, and it will be easier to cheat his family's money." It is very good at picking words to comfort people.

As soon as Ruan Yao heard that she could make a small amount of money, her eyes instantly became super bright, and she hit it off with the financial fan system whose exit is the smell of copper. After all, according to the regulations of the Administration, part of the property in the mission world can also be transferred to the real world as appropriate.

Ruan Yao regretted several times that she hadn't searched for more oil and water from the previous mission world, so she could only live at home eating instant noodles and watching dramas every time she was on vacation.

After all, every mission before was a big failure, and it would cost a lot of money just to lose money, and the bonus was even less thoughtful.If it hadn't been for the luck of the shit in the last few times, and the success of the attack and the enemy, Ruan Yao should still be living a poor life of eating the last meal without the next meal.

The lambskin boots stepped on the stone slabs that had been washed out by years of rain, and the footsteps were heavy and dragging, echoing emptyly in the old but gorgeous Baroque-style rooms on both sides.

Her legs were so weak that she couldn't even walk, so Ruan Yao could only barely hold on to the old brick wall, and stopped to rest after taking two steps.

Thin and dense panting sounds overflowed from the soft red lips, and fell piecemeal in the silent alleyway, not like panting after panic, but more like ambiguous moaning/groaning dyed with charming colors .

The dim yellow twilight casts a warm orange color in the remote alley, and the full-colored and gorgeous hydrangeas frivolously show their cheeks to passers-by through the rusty iron bars.

A small young man in an ascetic black robe was leaning against the wall in embarrassment, his black hair soaked in cold sweat was sticking to his snow-white forehead, and his light amber eyes were almost magnificent under the twilight.

"Are you... lost?" A slightly hesitant voice, mixed with a little youthful youthfulness, suddenly sounded in the darkened alley.

Ruan Yao subconsciously raised her eyes in panic to look in the direction of the sound source, the twilight flowing in her eyes was shattered by her long eyelashes, and the reckless intruder could even hear the sound of glass shattering.

Norton is a ferocious wild dog on Lance Street. He was thrown in the Black City by his unreliable parents at the age of five. He grew up picking up slop in the trash can. At the age of 11, he worked with the gangsters in the city and collected Debt hits people, the reputation is extremely bad, and the children on the street who only know how to drool know to walk around this guy.

Even the most greedy and shameless villain can only honestly take money out of his trouser pocket when he sees this desperate wild dog.

Norton didn't have a surname, and his name was accidentally heard from the TV in the store through the glass window, so he thought it was cool and used it for himself.

A shabby little kid, whose handsome face was mostly taken away by an arrogant short red hair, with a shiny silver ring on his lips, and a flower on his left collarbone. The huge tattoo of the cross on the body looks fierce and gaudy, but in fact, even if he goes to the red light district with his companions, he will only sleep in an empty room and watch a movie all night.

I've watched a lot of love movies, but I'm still not interested in the charming flesh/body that climbs up.

Tonight, those guys who spend their days on beautiful men and women are going to have fun again in groups. Norton is not interested in this kind of thing, nor is he interested in spending time in his room watching movies every day. He refused with a cold face. Received an invitation from a companion who smelled of alcohol.

Those hooligans also knew that Norton was not easy to mess with, and they scolded him in their hearts, but on the surface they even hugged the boy's arm affectionately and said that it was such a pity.

"I heard that there is a new chick from Catherine's who is very exciting, and she will dress up as a nun..." The more obscene sentences were hidden between the yellow teeth, and the coy winks of several little bastards immediately understood Laughing happily, the hot ash fell to the ground and was blown away by the wind.

So fucking boring.Norton rolled his eyes secretly with his trouser pockets in his hands.

Black City is a place of no faith, where whores are more credible than Jesus, but the only dilapidated church is built not far from the red light district, as if openly provoking God.

The road planning in the neighborhood here is very unreasonable, the alleys are crooked, and some places are extremely narrow and slender, and you often turn to unexpected places when you walk.

For example, the church with a steeple whose windows were smashed.

It seems that it has been repaired a little recently, at least it doesn't look pitifully dilapidated.

As Norton passed there casually, he thought that someone had mentioned in that extraordinarily cheap and frivolous tone that there was a new priest in the church.

It's fucking hilarious.

Did the priest come here to redeem the devil?

In a sinful city like this, when God comes, he will only degenerate into Satan.

The handsome young man with a gloomy face raised his middle finger at the cross on the church steeple, and turned around the corner with a sneer.Then I was caught off guard and saw an Asian young man leaning against the corner and panting.

Asians are rare here, and Norton couldn't help but move a little closer.

He was wearing a black robe, his figure was invisible, and a pair of decent lambskin boots were under the hem of his clothes, which was smeared by the wall dust.

He didn't notice anyone coming, but he just pressed his fingers against the wall, and the tip of his tongue stuck out slightly from his half-opened water-red lips.

Norton opened his mouth. He usually doesn't bother to care about such things, but the panting is too seductive, and the ending sound vaguely hooks the young man's heart that has always been cold, and his body temperature is rising unconsciously.

He seemed to be able to smell the strong fragrance coming out of the crimson tongue.

Norton asked in a strange way: "Are you... lost?"

As if he was extremely tired, the young Asian raised his voluptuous face as if startled by the voice, his light amber eyes were scattered by thick black eyelashes, maybe it was the burning twilight, he didn't look as big as Norton's slap Her face was redder than a rose sticking out of an iron fence, and her wet, pure black hair stuck to her smooth forehead, as beautiful as a fallen angel.

Norton didn't recover for a full minute.

He looked too ferocious, an Asian youth, shouldn't be a teenager, and took another step back to the corner with a little shyness.He looked smaller than Norton, with a layer of soft flesh on his cheeks, a pale and slender neck exposed by the dark neckline, ready for someone to grind the round bones with his teeth at any time.

"I'm fine." The voice was thin and weak, and the teeth seemed to be chattering.

Ruan Yao felt that the sudden appearance of the tall boy looked really menacing, suspected that he came to collect protection money, and tremblingly grabbed the only valuable cross on his chest.

Ruan Yao shook her teeth, and even began to worry about what to do if the cross was taken away.

Pretending to be a priest is already difficult enough, but without props it will be even more troublesome.

Therefore, Ruan Yao could only look more innocently at the violent young man who was walking toward her.

His gaze was too harmless and easy to bully.It's like telling the beater that you can knead him as you like.

Norton realized that he was afraid of himself, and stepped closer on purpose to see that the little Asian was trembling even more.

When he got closer, he realized that the little beauty was more beautiful than any movie star he had ever seen on TV. The Huaguo porcelain doll in the window did not have such delicate facial features, and no pores could be seen from such a close distance.

It is to the extent that he wonders if he has put on makeup.

His black hair seemed to be twinkling with sweat, and it was the first time Norton saw stars in daylight.

He couldn't help but move closer, the tip of his nose almost touching the weak Asian lips.

Sure enough, I smelled the beautiful fragrance as I thought in my heart.

The never-before-seen desire ignited Norton's dark red eyes, which had been dim for a long time, and the sudden light in the boy's eyes almost burned Ruan Yao.

"Which store do you belong to?" He asked him in an earnest and attentive tone, like a young boy worried about exposing his innocence and pretending to be skillful and calm.

Ruan Yao blinked her eyelashes in confusion.

"what are you saying?"

The poor little priest himself may not have noticed at all that his too bright color is incompatible with a certain old-fashioned and noble profession. Even if he is honestly wearing an ascetic robe, the slender wrists and white and greasy skin that are unintentionally exposed can easily be misunderstood. Think of it as some sort of fun.

Ruan Yao explained to the boy softly, "I don't have any money."

"No money." Norton pretended to "cough", thinking that he was bargaining with himself, "Everyone here has no money, how much do you want?"

Ruan Yao's eyes became more confused, and her fingers gripped the necklace harder, thinking that the red-haired boy on the other side was deliberately teasing him, her tone became softer, tremblingly: "I, I really don't have any money, I'm just passing by."

Norton frowned. He really lacked the experience of talking to Liu Ying, but judging by the appearance of the little Asian, he probably came out to do it alone, and he didn't know what "shop" meant.

Can such a stupid guy really satisfy customers except for a face?

"Everyone who comes out to do things here needs to be named in the store. It will be a disaster if you are discovered by them alone." It is rare for Norton to explain kindly to the little beauty in front of him.

Ruan Yao was even more panic-stricken, thinking that this store might be talking about some organization's slang words, and she was afraid that if she didn't pay attention, her fingers would be cut off like the black society in the movie, so she had to follow Norton's words: "I don't have a store, I'm sorry, I will , I will never appear here again."

We must go another way in the future.

Damn it, when people are unlucky, they can stuff their teeth after drinking cold water.

Just after escaping from the danger of being shot into a sieve by a gun, he ran into a gangster collecting protection fees.

Norton found that the little Asian didn't seem to understand him at all, so he stretched out his hand impatiently against the gray wall behind Ruan Yao. The tips of their noses were so close that they could kiss the water with their heads lowered a little closer. red lips.

Ruan Yao's eyelashes trembled even more.Almost begging with tears: "I really don't have any money, if you want, this is for you."

He shook his hands to untie the cross, and comforted himself bitterly to save money and eliminate disasters.

Who knew that the red-haired gangster held down his moving hand: "No, it feels more like that."

He talked to Ruan Yao almost in a complimenting tone: "Who gave you the idea, this is very suitable for you to wear." Like a fallen goddess on the altar, the boundaries between holiness and prostitution are clear and entangled.

"Where did you buy this suit? It seems to be of good quality."

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