Cannon Fodder Is King

Arc 2.17

"Beast, let go of my daughter-"

Qian Qiguang screamed, but it really shocked Han Daqin and his assistants present, only to see him lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his face blue.

The two of them opened their eyes instantly, and they didn't even dare to take a breath.

The anger churned in Qian Qiguang's chest, as if a boiler with excessive pressure was about to explode. He squeezed into a ball with his facial features, immediately rolled up his sleeves and rushed up. At the moment when his blue veined right hand was about to meet the middle-aged man, the other party suddenly turned his head, pale skin, scarlet eyes, sunken eye sockets and bridge of nose, red lips...

He sneered: "Anyone who can't help himself."

His defiant confidence comes from his experience of kneeling down and begging for mercy some time ago when the goddess Song Zhixue (Qian Qiguang's old classmate) invited.

Qian Qi barefoot for an instant, taking a step back in a conditioned reflex, without a trace of panic rising on his face: "You, you..."

Hearing the movement, the little girl followed the middle-aged man's sight and saw someone coming, her eyes lit up: "Dad, you came back from a business trip?"

Hearing this, Qian Qi's nose was sore, and he almost shed tears.

Fortunately, Qian Qiguang still remembers that there is business to do. He endured the soreness in his heart and said anxiously: "Xiaowen, the guy next to you is not a good person. Come to my father, and my father will take you to the playground, OK? it is good!"

"it is good!"

The little girl's attention was all focused on the phrase "Dad will take you to the playground." She cheered, raised her foot and walked towards Qian Qiguang, and then the middle-aged man grabbed her hand.

The little girl was in pain, raised her head to look at the middle-aged man, pouting, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Uncle, you hurt me."

The middle-aged man looked into her eyes with a faint light flashing in his eyes, and then said in a seductive tone: "Xiaowen, you are wrong, he is not your father, you forgot, your father is now abroad I'm on a business trip, how could I be here!"

The little girl looked confused, and it took a while to come back. She said blankly, "Isn't it Dad?"

As she said, she turned her head to look at Qian Qiguang. The familiar face in her impression turned into a dirty old man. There was a scar on his face, which spread from the corner of her mouth to the eyeball of her right eye. Flesh and blood.

"Ah-" the little girl exclaimed, hiding behind the middle-aged man, crying in her voice: "Uncle, I'm afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, uncle will protect you." The middle-aged man looked at Qian Qiguang and smiled sullenly with a smug expression on his face.

Qian Qi's face became stiff, and at this moment, Meng Zezhi's voice came from his ear: "Don't panic, call your daughter's name, don't stop."

Meng Zezhi's voice was too calm, or he was anxious to rescue his daughter, Qian Qiguang instantly calmed down.

He looked at the little girl with a serious face: "Xiaowen, don't believe him, he is not a good thing, I am a father, Xiaowen..."

"Dad?" The little girl blinked. It was indeed her father's voice. She cautiously poked her head out of the middle-aged man, and the person on the other side turned back to a familiar face.

--Here is her dream, what she believes will naturally come true.

"Xiaowen, he lied to you, he is not your father," the middle-aged man looked at her at each other: "He is good at changing shapes, and then tricks children out of the devil who eats them. If you don't believe me, look again-"