The Ultimate Cannon Fodder [Transmigration Book]

As soon as Qian Ya said this, the boss who was squatting on the ground and a group of people who followed him behind him turned their heads to look at Qian Ya.

This uniform turning around, and uniform playful and playful eyes, suddenly awakened Qian Ya's pity for the crying slave and his own unbearable memories.

So what, is it too late to withdraw this sentence now?

Visually, he can't beat so many people alone.

So, he was a little cowardly...

Looking at the other laundry slaves around, none of them took this kind of thing seriously.They will not take the initiative to provoke or intervene, because when they are used to a horrible thing, they will gradually become numb...

"Hey, here comes someone who will stand up for my baby!" The boss was stunned for a while, and then immediately put on a defiant attitude and stood up from the ground. He looked at Xia Qianya's figure, about 1.7 meters tall, and his body type Thin and looks like he has no combat power.

"The one who came to the top, or the one who came to die?" Someone behind him echoed, causing the boss to whistle and agree in a low-key manner.

"Actually, you all look quite strong, and you can wash your own clothes well..." Qian Ya spoke in a calm voice, holding the iron basin in his arms, although he wanted to take a few steps back to fight with them. distance, but he stopped.

"It's none of your business whether we wash the clothes well or not?" The boss approached Qian Ya step by step, and someone dared to take care of his affairs. Should he be praised for his courage, or praise him for being a shitty brain and busy looking for death.

"This matter has nothing to do with him..." The little slave on the ground cried and crawled to the boss's side, carefully grabbed his trouser legs to prevent him from getting closer to Qian Ya, "Please... don't take your anger out on him..."

No one has ever helped him when he was being bullied, this is the first time...

The last time he was bullied by these people in public, there were so many bystanders around, he reached out to them, but no one helped him, not even a word to stop him...

So even if Qian Ya couldn't save him, he was still grateful to Qian Ya.He didn't want Qian Ya to suffer humiliation because of himself, the few well-intentioned people left in the password region shouldn't be the target of being bullied...

"Let go!" The boss kicked away the slave next to him. The kick was probably not light, and the slave curled up on the ground covering his stomach for a long time without being able to stand up.

But his hands are still tightly clutching the boss's trouser legs, not wanting him to get close to Qian Ya.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Qian Ya felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.He hastily put down the iron basin in his hand, ran over to help the slave up, but was suddenly grabbed by the wrist.

"There is a price to be paid for being nosy, do you understand?"

"I don't understand." Such a rude move and touch suddenly ignited the anger in Qian Ya's heart, and he shook off the boss's hand, "You are both slaves, why do you do this?"

"Why? Just because..." The boss looked offended after being thrown away by Qian Ya, as if he had lost a lot of face in front of his younger brother, and was eager to get it back, so he simply punched him without hesitation. He hit Qian Ya, and said the next sentence while making a move, "You can't beat me!"

Qian Ya reacted quickly and raised his hand to grab the fist that the boss was attacking. Damn, he grabbed it, but his palms were numb from the punch, and his wrist even trembled because of it...

In the past, Qian Ya practiced every day. Although he was not as perfect as Chen, he still had the strength to fight.

But the body of the cannon fodder was really bad, and within a few seconds, the boss grabbed his hand and smashed it to the ground mercilessly.

Qian Ya gritted his teeth, let out a muffled grunt, and seized the opportunity to bend his knees and bump into the boss's back, trying his best to break free.

He didn't want to be oppressed like this, he felt humiliated...

It's just that the boss was also hit with anger by this collision. He reached out and grabbed Qian Ya's collar who was trying to escape from him, and stopped Qian Ya's move: "Damn, you dare to hit me! Don't want to live?"

The boss was about to punch Qian Ya in the face, Qian Ya crossed his arms to block his face, and hurriedly said: "Aren't you afraid that the supervisor will trouble you when you fight like this?"

As soon as Qian Ya finished speaking, the boss froze in place.

He seemed to have heard some funny joke, and even the younger brothers behind him laughed.

"Do you think the supervisor can come here to save you? He'll just hit you in the face with a stick thicker than your arm!" The boss said, his hand that had just clenched his fist opened into a slap, and he slapped Qian Ya's face several times Next, "I'll throw you in front of the supervisor right now, and watch him beat you up, okay?"

The act of slapping the face successfully made the boss notice Qian Ya's face.

Perhaps Qian Ya's exposed lips were too delicate, he raised his eyebrows, and eagerly brushed away Qian Ya's scattered hair in front of his eyes.

Qian Ya noticed the boss's movement and immediately struggled violently.

It's just a step late, and there is no hair to block his sight, not only he can see the boss's face clearly, but the boss can also see his face clearly.

The boss grinned: "I regret it, I don't want to throw you to those fat pigs."

After finishing speaking, the boss turned his head to look at his younger brothers, and said imposingly: "Come here and hold him up!"

Qian Ya, who probably realized what they were going to do, opened his eyes wide in horror.

He looked around in disbelief, only the younger brothers who were gradually approaching him, and the other slaves who squatted not far away to wash clothes, as if they didn't exist, didn't even give them a look.

Such is the life of a slave in the cryptosphere.

The strong act recklessly, if they want to dance on the shoulders of the weak, the weak can only kneel on the ground without a single complaint.Fortunately, I escaped occasionally, and I can't intervene when I see all this.Here, who is not living hard?

What did the boss say just now, but he couldn't beat... These words are quite good...

But when it comes to fighting, who is better than Chen...

"You can't touch me!" During the struggle, Qian Ya's arms were forcefully clamped behind him.He wanted to stand up, but someone kicked his knee so hard from behind that he lost his footing and fell to his knees.

Qian Ya frowned in pain, it's over, he can't escape... Chen won't let him mess around outside, if Chen finds out, he will definitely be thrown away this time.

If he could have predicted what happened to him from the beginning, he would definitely not have yelled that...

"I belong to Chen, if you still want to live, you'd better get out now!"

"Na Chen to scare me?" The boss pulled Qian Ya's hair, forcing him to look up at him, "Who is he?"

This person was obviously not in the same slave group as Chen, so he had only heard of Chen's name and didn't know much about Chen.

But he has long been bored with this rumored Chen, and is worried that he will not find a chance to meet Chen, fight with him, and prove who is the leader of the slaves.

"He's your father." Qian Ya pulled out a smile, and encountered the most disgusting thing he felt, and it was too late to vomit, and his heart was so disgusted that he became numb, and even laughed out disgustingly, "Stupid, what are you doing today? Touch me here, and tomorrow you will disappear in the password area."

After listening to Qian Ya's words, the boss turned his head and said deliberately: "Is he scaring me?"

"Yes." Someone answered him.

"Then I'm really scared~" Emphasizing the extreme weirdness, "This is a big beauty. I wanted to be gentle, but this beauty is so hot, she must like to be rough."

"Fuck you!" When Qian Ya was pushed to the ground vigorously, his forehead hit the ground, the pain made his eyes darken, and he almost couldn't open his eyes.

"Try to move him." When the deep and majestic voice came from not far away, Qian Ya who was pinned to the ground slowly raised his head.

Chen came with his back to the light, so people could only see his vague figure clearly.But Qian Ya will never admit his mistake, this is his master, his master alone.

"Damn it, another one is here to die." Boss has been interrupted again and again, and his face is full of irritability at this moment.As soon as he turned around, his eyes were sunken by an oncoming punch.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Chen didn't let him go. Instead, he kicked the boss in the stomach and vomited blood out of him.

The boss rolled a few times on the ground, Chen walked over unhurriedly, and kicked him again.It may be that his ribs were broken by kicking. The boss was so painful that he couldn't make a sound, and he curled up on the ground and dared not move.

Seeing this, the group of younger brothers unconsciously let go of Qian Ya's hand.

Qian Ya felt that the restraints on his body were gone, and he stumbled up from the ground.He stood there staring at Chen for a while, then hesitantly took a step towards Chen, and then stopped again.

Chen quietly watched his actions, and seeing that Qian Ya was not moving, he ordered, "Come here."

After Qian Ya got the order, he ran over and threw himself into his arms, aggrieved: "Master, they knocked over the clothes I just washed..."

Xu Shichen's embrace was warm enough, wide enough, and safe enough. The tense strings in Qian Ya's mind just now loosened instantly, and his eyes were reddened.

No one rescued him three years ago, he just pretended not to take this matter to heart, pretended nothing happened, and smiled heartlessly outside.But only he himself knows that many nights, he tossed and turned in bed, afraid to fall asleep, afraid that when he closed his eyes, he would be pushed out of the bathroom again, his hair would be pulled, and he would be bullied.

But three years later, in another time and space, Chen fulfilled Qian Ya's dream that he had had for a long time.

What Qian Ya didn't know was that the body of the cannon fodder he was occupying at the moment was exactly eighteen years old.

Chen grabbed his waist with one hand and cursed in a low voice: "Trash."