BL | Vicious Cannon Fodder Turns Over Every Day [Quick Wear]

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Chapter 19 Daily life of a private high school (19)
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Ruan Yao lay drowsily on the desk. She really couldn't listen to the nagging voice of the teacher on the podium, so she closed her increasingly heavy eyelids.

Perhaps because of that incident on the basketball court, Ruan Yao saw the past that had been sealed for many years in his dream.

That was the last day he was locked in an iron cage by his kidnappers.

If the Ruan family doesn't pay, Ruan Yao's fate will be worse than the weeds on the roadside.

Either die, or be sold to some dirty place and never see the light of day again.

"Ruan Zhengxuan is a ruthless man. He even gave up his son for money." The man with a scar across his rough face squatted in the iron cage and looked at the dying child with cold eyes.

Ruan Yao was so skinny at that time that he was almost reduced to a handful of bones. He was huddled in a corner of the iron cage, and the wrist protruding from the dirty cuff was as thin as a fragile flower branch that could be easily broken.

His hair was dirty and stuck to his forehead, and only a pair of eyes brighter than Xingzi were exposed, glaring fiercely at the man squatting outside the cage and looking at him.

Like a little beast that has been pushed to the extreme, it tries its best to cover up its panic with unruly and unruly.

"Tsk," the scarred man sneered disdainfully, "he has a pretty bad temper."

He stood up and kicked the inherently inferior iron cage, causing the entire frame of the cage to shake violently.

Ruan Yao screamed in horror, hugged her knees tightly and shrank into a ball.

The man was still not enough, so the remaining brothers went to negotiate with the Ruan family, leaving him alone in the shabby warehouse watching such a little kid. It was really boring.

He simply stretched out a hand to grab the iron railing and shook it from side to side, watching the child in the cage rolling around feebly under the impact of external forces. His fair forehead hit an iron railing and a thin stream of blood instantly flowed out. heat flow.

The man laughed maliciously.

Ruan Yao knew that this bad guy just wanted to see her crying loudly in embarrassment. Although her forehead hurt a lot, she still bit her lips and refused to show her weak side.

The blood flowed down almost blinding his eyes.

"Why don't you scream?"

The scarred man slapped the iron cage vigorously: "You little bastard who is going to die, if you don't give me a laugh, your death will be considered useful."

His hand reached through the gap in the railing to grab Ruan Yao's arm. Ruan Yao's body was covered with wounds. When he grabbed her hard, she shivered in pain, and her already sickly face became even paler.

The scarred man roughly tried to pull him in front of him. Ruan Yao hated this man who had been torturing her. She thought that she was going to die anyway, so she had to make him suffer.

"Cry, why don't you cry!" The man clenched his thin arm harder, as if he wanted to break Ruan Yao's arm.

Ruan Yao's lips were dry and cracked due to lack of water, and there were small blood stains on them. He could feel the sting on his lips even if he touched them even slightly.

The little Ruan Yao lowered her long fan-like eyelashes. Without even a trace of hesitation, she tried her best to open her bloody lips and bit down on the man's thick arm.