The Cannon Fodder and Her Mr. Right

When Brother Xiong heard this, he shuddered immediately. He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and turned around slowly: "Sir, you...do you have any more orders?"

Gong Monan's indifferent face seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his eyes were unpredictable.

"Call in one."

Brother Xiong breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes."

Fortunately, it is not to clean him up.

It seems that Mr. Gong is also curious in his heart, after all, this matter is **** wicked.

Who could have imagined that a whole team of people had disappeared for two days. They almost searched for the corners of Xiacheng, but they didn't find them. In the end, they were found in the trash can.

The other party, obviously didn't want to kill, deliberately throwing people back to them.

Brother Xiong was about to get out, when he heard Gong Monan say again: "Also...you go to the Xingtang and get 100 whips."

Brother Xiong suddenly wanted to cry, but after all he didn't go around him.

I thought that he could escape, but it seemed that he really wanted too beautiful.

Brother Xiong took a deep breath and said, "Thanks... Thank you, Mr., for spare my life. From now on, I will try my best to handle the things you explained, and there will never be a similar situation again."

At this time, begging for mercy is definitely not enough.

Now, with only a hundred whips, he can still bear it. If he really annoys the husband, he will die.

After receiving these 100 whips, even if the culpability of the unfavorable work this time passed, Mr. Gong would not be held accountable anymore.

Although it hurts a little bit, but it is alive anyway, this is pretty good, not the worst.

Gong Mo Nan waved his hand to let him go.

Brother Xiong immediately rolled away obediently.

He went out, called someone in, and then went to the Xingtang to receive the punishment.

...

The person who was called in, put it in as if stepping into a ghost gate, standing tremblingly in front of Gong Monan: "First... Sir..."

Gong Monan was already sitting on his armchair, holding a purple clay pot in his hand, which was his favorite handful of purple clay.

Not drunk, just playing in his hands.

He didn't speak immediately, his indifferent and emotionless eyes swept over the person in front of him.

To the person standing in front of him at this moment, his eyes seemed to be an axe hanging from his head, which was about to be chopped off at any time, and it would be fatal to chop off.

Gong Monan said lightly: "What is it called?"

"First... Sir, you... Just call me Dongzi..." After saying this, Dongzi's clothes were soaked with sweat.

He is a small character, and he is not qualified to meet Gong Monan on weekdays.

Today, because their boss refused to come, they kicked him over.

Seeing Gong Monan's heartfelt fear made him uneasy.

Gong Monan nodded: "Dongzi...how old is it?"

Dongzi didn't know what Gong Monan was going to do. He answered honestly: "Ten...Nineteen..."

Gong Monan frowned slightly: "Nineteen...How old did you get out of here?"

"Just...just graduated from junior high...My parents are divorced, no one cares about me, I just...just..." Dongzi didn't finish, but the meaning was clear.

He was because his parents were divorced, and both sides thought he was an oil bottle, and no one wanted to care about him.

Therefore, on weekdays, he just gave some money to his own meaning, almost allowing him to fend for himself.

Children without parents watching, how good their self-control is when they are underage, naturally, this way is slowly going wrong.

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