Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Chapter 841 Laziness (47)

The trigger mechanism of the sickly spray is that oo's life is threatened.

The scene was vague, and only a few phantoms came into view. Jiang Jue only blinked, and then heard a clear and loud sound of a blade falling to the ground.

Song Le quickly picked up the knife at his feet, with a cold expression on his face.

Five men wearing black masks broke into the door. Song Le couldn't calmly pursed his lips and clenched the sharp knife in his hand.

So many people rushed into the not-so-big living room, it was overcrowded immediately, Song Le had no choice but to retreat towards Jiang Jue.

The leading man looked at her vigilantly, but he also frowned, not understanding why such a small person should be afraid?

"It's none of your business, if you don't want to die, get out of the way." The man's deep voice passed through the mask, becoming more vague and gloomy.

Song Le turned a deaf ear, taking advantage of his unpreparedness, pushed Jiang Jue into the room, then closed the door heavily, and said in a low voice, "Don't come out."

The emotions are constantly being catalyzed, and the mind is gradually becoming a little unclear. For a moment, Song Le feels as if he has split into two people, and the world is shaking in front of his eyes.

Song Le blinked blankly, looked at him, he seemed to be sleepy, stretched out his hand to scratch her palm, then leaned his head on her shoulder.

Coupled with the extremely cute and compact appearance, no one can buckle up the image of one dozen five.

Finally, the ambulance and the police car came, Song Le wiped the fingerprints on the knife, changed his clothes, and tremblingly led Jiang Jue to follow.

Jiang Jue glanced at her, and then reported an address, which Song Le sounded familiar to her. It was not until she got into a taxi and went there that she suddenly remembered——

Isn't that Jiang Jue's private villa?

Then I felt my hand move uncontrollably.

Song Le was taken aback, "What?"

Relying on no monitoring, Song Le pretended to be dazed until the end.

Well.

This is really, really scary okay.

Song Le was actually not calm, the threat was lifted, the effect of the medicine wore off, and the muscles all over his body were sore, clamoring and protesting that he was pushing hard to the limit.

Except for the conscientious seller, she couldn't say a fifth word.

Song Le hurriedly adjusted his posture so that he could lie down more comfortably.

The intensity of the reaction is enough to explain how intensely she sprayed just now.

I don't know how long it took, but I finally arrived at that neighborhood.

The moment Song Le finally fell into subconsciousness, his last thought was, at worst, delete the file and start over.

Fingerprints were used all the way to enter. The villa is a little deserted, but someone should be hired to clean it regularly, so it is still spotless.

I shook my head at a loss the whole time, I don't know, I'm sorry.

"..."

Even if those people kept pointing at her in horror, she also shook her head helplessly, as if she was about to cry.

"..."

……

When he was awake, the bloody knife in Song Le's hand fell to the floor with a bang.

Hey, you said you remembered something, wouldn't it be restoring your memory?

"..."

……

Consciousness is messy, staring blankly at the people lying on the ground in a pool of blood, eyes full of fear, delirious, and two escaped limping.

Also feeling indescribable is Jiang Jue, seeing her non-human being again, even though there is a door to separate her, she still doesn't know how to speak for a while.

Finally, the police released him, and he couldn't go back to the apartment. Song Le was about to find a hotel, when he heard Jiang Jue say, "I just remembered something."

"Is this where you live?" Song Le looked around and asked knowingly.

Jiang Jue hummed.

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Good night... There will be less class tomorrow, so try to be more.

(End of this chapter)