Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

Chapter 441 My childhood has a black clinic (74)

【Ding!Happiness value +3, the current happiness value of the strategy target is 70! 】

The scalp tingling from the system's sonic boom.

The eyelashes trembled slightly, and the girl's eyes slowly opened slightly.

Looking at the familiar beige curtains, Luo Miao picked up the quilt and turned around, asking displeasedly, "Why 70."

[Host, you almost had an accident last night, can you not descend?The happiness value of the god is now tied to you! 】

"Nothing happened, I'm fine." Luo Miao corrected it, yawned and asked, "What is he doing?"

【revenge.After arranging you, the Venerable God went out. Didn’t Qin Yun pick up a person before you put him back? The Venerable God put a tracker on him, found Long Lie through the tracker, and went with the quasi-villain to arrest him up. 】

"Ah."

Luo Miao reckoned that he tortured people into embarrassment, otherwise he wouldn't be so happy.

[Aren't you going to find the god?It's not good if you start hard. 】

"No, Song Yi won't kill people." Luo Miao looked at the ceiling, she had slept for a long time, and now she didn't feel sleepy at all.

She smelled the faint sour smell in her hair, and only then realized that her clothes had been changed.

Song Yi's room, her pajamas, no need to think about who changed her clothes.

It seems that his cleanliness has improved a lot, such a smell can make her go to bed.

Luo Miao let out a sigh of relief, blowing away the hair sticking to her face, she saw from the corner of her eye the piles of clothes that looked like tofu cubes on the bedside table, and the coats were neatly hung on the chair beside her.

She lifted the quilt, put on the slippers that had been placed by the bed, picked up her clothes and walked to the bathroom.

The heating in the bathroom keeps it at a comfortable temperature, and you don't feel cold when you undress.

After washing her hair, Luo Miao soaked in the bathtub, after thinking about it, she asked Tian Xiaodao to tune the surveillance for her.

It's not that I'm worried about Song Yi, but I'm just curious about how damaging his methods of torture are.

While Luo Miao was taking a comfortable bath, a group of people were always suffering.

A certain suburb, an abandoned commercial building.

The broken and incomplete walls still had traces of burning fire, the unmelted snow had crushed the steel bars, and clods of soil would fall off from time to time.The wind blew through the dark underground parking lot, whistling, casting a bit of eerieness on the weather-beaten building.

Four or five low-key cars domineeringly cross the entrance of the underground parking lot. A man in a gray sweater sits cross-legged on the front of the car that has been wiped and can be seen as a mirror. .

There was a particularly obvious slap print on his face.

In front of him were a dozen or so thick and thick men, their clothes and trousers stripped off, except for a pair of underwear, standing shirtless in a row.

They were shivering and wore cartoon watches of pink pigs on their wrists.

The quality of the cartoon watch is not good for the naked eye, and the eyes will glow red, blinking, which is very weird.

After finishing a game, the man noticed that someone was secretly poking at his watch.

He raised the remote control in his hand.

The man didn't say anything, and the dozen or so people on the opposite side who were making small moves immediately held their heads high, standing like a parade formation.

"Fucking be honest, don't force me to do it."

Ajie tapped his phone, and a new round of the game started.

There is a grievance and a debtor, Song Yi said that if he wanted to do it privately, he would not implicate other people.

If you insist on getting close, don't blame him for not giving face.

"Brother Jie, do you want to apply medicine to your face?" It's hard to do it, but someone has already started to make friends.

Wang Yijie, the former top killer of the underworld, is not afraid of anything, don't talk about friendship and morality with him, even if he wants to mess with anyone, you can't escape even if you hide in the palace of the king of hell!

When he retired from the industry at a young age, many bosses cried with joy.

They saw with their own eyes that this master dodged bullets, knocked down the boss of Longmen, and pinched his neck like he was picking up a chick.

I don't know who is so capable of getting close to him and leaving a strong stroke on his face.

I guess that person's brains are blown out now?

"Shut up, this is love, you know what a fart."

Without even looking up, someone cut off the chat with a single sentence.

Crowd: ...

The entire parking lot was filled with a low air pressure, and the middle-aged man with a ferocious face was forced to flee left and right. .seven

On the way to escape, he tripped and rolled in the smoke and dust.

The sound of the car starting sounded for the third time, and he watched in horror as the black sports car got closer and closer to him.

"Song Yi! Let me go! I'll give you whatever you want!" Long Lie yelled out countless times, but the sports car remained unmoved.

It is not like the previous two times when the cat catches the mouse and catches him to play. This time, the sports car is full of power, and the car is rushing at full speed.

Facing the killing god who easily played with people's lives, Long Lie had no power to fight back. It was the first time he was so close to death!The blood all over his body was frozen, and he screamed: "Ah! Song Yi! You are crazy!"

squeak--

Screeching brakes, sparks flying, leaving a deep tire track on the ground.

The front of the car stopped less than one centimeter away from Long Lie.

Long Lie was terrified, his feet spread out, and a puddle of water stains spread under his body.

Song Yi got out of the car unhurriedly, he was calm and scary, his thin lips brushed against the coldness: "People who know that I am crazy and dare to touch me, you are not courting death, what is it?"