Vicious cannon fodder rolls over every day [Quick Transmigration]

Ruan Yao squatted in front of the cage, looking at the man who had been beaten into a bloody mess with a toothache.

Edward compulsively put a reserved pure black silk dress on his flirtatious little wife, which made her skin softer and whiter, like a walking pearl.Waist-length black hair snaked around her smooth back, her eyebrows and eyes were even finely drawn, and the ends of her eyes were covered with a layer of sparkling gold powder.

Like a black butterfly with long tail wings, it will sprinkle a glittering pink light every time it blinks.

Edward's mind was too obvious.

Only Ruan Yao couldn't see it, like a fluffy rag doll carefully groomed by Edward in the palm of his hand, and then locked in a glass window that only he could see as a fragile and beautiful decoration.

The liar priest who told nine lies out of ten sentences now looks like a glamorous girl waiting to be married, only a glimpse of childishness that is completely inconsistent with Duanye's appearance can be glimpsed from the brows that occasionally frown in confusion.

However, when he squatted down, his movements were not "ladylike". The hem of the skirt embroidered with complicated lace carelessly lifted up his calves, and there was a delicate silver ring on his exposed slender ankle.

There is also a thumb-thick chain on the side of the silver ring, which hangs on the ground draggingly, and makes a small sound as it moves.

Like a cat forced to hang a bell.

Ruan Yao propped her cheeks and sighed slowly.

Mr. Killer, who was lying in a pool in the cage, also sighed angrily.

"If you kill me, there won't be so much trouble." Mrs. Duval and the "adulter" who tried their best to sneak out of the luxurious cell looked at each other through the iron bars thick as wrists.

Ryan was beaten to death by the vicious gangsters, half of his face was smeared with blood oozing from his forehead, and he seemed to have lost the energy that fascinated boys and girls, which only made people feel terrible.

After beating up the bastard who dared to pry into the corner of the godfather's wall, the men threw it into the iron cage used to keep dogs in the basement without even doing perfunctory hemostasis.

Edward made up his mind to make this outrageous one the grand finale of his wedding.The mafia doesn't pay attention to whether it is auspicious or not, but only cares about whether it is good enough.

As long as you watch your rival die miserably, His Excellency the Godfather will feel refreshed both physically and mentally.

Maybe Ruan Yao will be exempted from confinement punishment.

Ryan just stared at the righteous little beauty with a pair of iron-gray eyes through the dried blood, his words were weak, and he seemed to be unable to breathe at any time: "How did you escape?"

As expected, Ruan Yao's attention shifted quickly, and she quickly forgot about the inexplicable death-seeking thoughts in the eyes of the man, triumphantly picked up the broken chain on her ankle, and showed it to Ryan as if asking for credit: "I secretly hid the tool , and it broke in one clamp."

In fact, it was exchanged from the system with a huge amount of points.

This is the bad thing about the Bureau of Time Management. The points of the props are so high that they are specially designed to trick Ruan Yao, who doesn't hold back when he does things.

Ruan Yao took the pliers in one hand and cut off the silver chain tied to her feet by Edward, crying from heartache.

Points are expensive, and this chain looks expensive too.

Ryan was seriously injured. It is estimated that several ribs were broken. He would have to rest for a long time to say a word, and he seemed to exhale scarlet blood from the trachea when he breathed.

However, even if Mr. Killer is down to this point, he will not get rid of his bad habit of being cheap, and the light in his eyes is very evil: "What do you have to escape, why would the honorable Mrs. Duval think of looking for me, a wild man?" , Do you think that little boy Edward can't satisfy you?"

He peeped at the little beauty in the skirt from the shadows with lowered eyelids, his eyes lingered from Guangguo's ankles to the deep V's chest.Ruan Yao was slender and squatted in front of the man without paying attention to his image. Ryan raised his head slightly and could see the milky white chest of the little beauty from the neckline.

No matter how powerful Edward was, he couldn't make Ruan Yao grow breasts, so everyone privately said that the future wife would be good everywhere, but she looked shriveled like a child.

If Ruan Yao hadn't admitted that she was older than Edward, it would be hard not to suspect that Edward had some heinous habit.

Every inch of skin on the little Asian's body is so tender that it feels like it will leave bright red marks when pinched with fingers.While panting half-deadly, Ryan still had the energy to recall the soft and waxy touch of the little liar.

The veins on Ruan Yao's forehead twitched, and he could only tell himself that this person was seriously injured, and if he kicked again, he might really die.

He gritted his teeth: "If I don't come to save you, you will die."

Ryan's eyes could not be seen clearly behind the dried blood, Ruan Yao could only hear him ask in that hoarse voice that was about to disappear at any time: "Why save me?"

Ruan Yao couldn't hear clearly, he knelt down on the ground, the draped silk outlined a sunken arc along the slumped waistline, his pink ears tried hard to get close to the cold metal railing: "What did you say? "

Ryan stared at the red earlobe that squeezed out from the gap in the railing with cold, greedy eyes like a wolf. It seemed that he could really feel the warm and sweet blood splashing in his mouth when the upper and lower canine teeth were grinding.

Ruan Yao heard him make a mocking voice from his broken throat: "Why do you think you can save me?"

Even a goblin has self-esteem, Ruan Yao felt that she was being ridiculed, and while she was so angry that her head was dizzy and her cheeks were flushed, she opened her long skirt in front of Ryan.

The snow-white and delicate thighs shone brightly in the cold and damp basement, as if the gloomy air was inexplicably lit up.

A certain man who was hovering on the line of life and death suddenly felt that the bloody wound that had been so hard to stop was about to burst again.Even the tip of the nose is faintly hot.

If you had a nosebleed at this time, it would be regarded as a serious injury, right?

Ryan wanted to say stop, even if you show me your thighs, I won't be resurrected with full blood immediately, and then saw Ruan Yao show off the familiar black holster on her thighs in the next second.

Lane had suffered at least twice on this damn dangerous and damn sexy thing.

Ruan Yao pulled out a gun from above and threw it to the man through the railing.

It is said that Mad Dog Ryan once used only a gun to take the life of the target from the world's top security system unscathed. As long as he has a gun in his hand, he can be invincible.

Ryan's fingers touched the breast that was warmed by Ruan Yao's thigh, and he pulled his pale and chapped lips and smiled: "Little liar, you don't think I can escape with this little guy, do you?"

It was something that Ruan Yao used for self-defense. After being caught by Edward, this exquisite little guy has been lying in the study of His Excellency the Godfather as a souvenir. Sometimes the Godfather is in a good mood, and he will say to everyone that you see this. The guy my wife used to defend herself before she met me, alas, this world is really dangerous. Fortunately, my wife met me or something.

While complimenting his wife for being so smart and witty, the godfather and his wife were born to be one-on-one, while thinking about when this kind of retarded wife-showing behavior that should have been eliminated long ago will end.

Do you remember the cuckold your wife put on you in full view yesterday?

However, for the sake of their own lives, everyone dared to keep their words in their hearts, looked at the Godfather with despairing eyes and continued to lament that only a man like him deserved to have such a beautiful wife.

The first thing Ruan Yao did when he escaped was to go to the study to steal it out.

Ruan Yao tilted her head, looked at the man's blood-stained face, and smiled, like a white fox in the snow, with a naive and sly look in her eyes: "Of course not, come here a little bit. "

Ryan was thrown in the very center of the cage. In order to save his strength, he didn't move his body much.

It takes a lot of effort to move a huge body over 1.9 meters.

But Ruan Yao said so, and Ryan did so.

He felt that this little beauty from the east must know some weird secret techniques, otherwise how could people just smile and make people want to listen to him?

He moved very hard, and it took him a long time to barely reach the skirt of the little beauty with his fingers.

With her face pressed against the railing, Ruan Yao said in a lively and childlike voice, like a yellow warbler flying out of a valley, "Actually, I can't say that I'm completely lying to you."

Ryan propped up his upper body and leaned against the railing, playing with the expensive silk that overflowed from the gap in the cage with his bloodstained fingers.

He looked at Ruan Yao's slender calves inch by inch, and then moved his eyes to the pink and delicate face, and he uttered a questioning single sound very cooperatively.

Ruan Yao bent her eyes proudly, and the gold powder from the butterfly's phoenix tail rustled on the man's hypothermic skin.

Ryan thought it would be okay to die for him like this.

"I really have the power from God." Ruan Yao smiled and told Ryan her secret, and the end of the sound was spinning happily.

Ryan nodded and said, "I believe."

The little liar, who was fully prepared to let this cheap-mouthed materialist break his three views and smash his face, was caught off guard by this, and his eyes widened: "Do you believe it?"

Some people are just doing it, whether they believe it or not.

Ryan is rebellious. Seeing Ruan Yao's unhappy appearance, he feels happy. Even the wound seems to be healed, and the smile continues to hang on his face: "I dare not believe what the priest said. I am afraid that God will let you I'm going to hell."

You should have gone to hell long ago.

Ruan Yao stared, "Come closer."

Seeing how the little beauty's cheeks were flushed with anger, and she tried to hold back her anger to let her get closer, Ryan thought it was a bit funny, so he obediently moved over.

Anyway, for a rascal like him, the closer he can get to the little beauty, the better, and it's best to keep a negative distance.

It's hard for him to think about this kind of thing when he is about to die, which is also a kind of ability.

Ruan Yao pursed her lips to give herself sufficient psychological preparation, then raised her eyes tremblingly, and kissed Ryan's cold lips through the railing.

He kissed urgently, and Ryan didn't react for a moment, and most of Ruan Yao's lips fell on the metal railing.

His eyes were so painful that steam came out of his eyes, and he continued to stick to Ryan's lips. The invisible hot touch spread from Ryan's cold lips to his limbs.

He was surprised to see how quickly the wounds on his body healed.

Under the itching, the broken flesh was regenerated, forming dark brown scabs, which then peeled off in an extremely fast manner.

It was as if a vibrant seed had been planted in the body, and it would germinate and grow up dutifully, and then repair the broken host.

Ruan Yao finally covered her swollen mouth with tears in her eyes and said, "Just treat it as a deal this time."

He looked at the man with water-colored amber eyes, and put his finger on his heart: "I hope the last bullet is here."

The author has something to say:

It will be very difficult for cats to hang bells.