Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

After being completely quiet, Chen Gan knelt beside Lu Hai's corpse, and Xie Minghong sat down beside Du Mingjia's corpse.

There was a coughing sound from the second floor, and Deng Xiao also staggered and clutched his chest and slowly went up the stairs, to the side of Liu Yun whose head was crushed, and slid down against the wall.

"Brother..." After Chen Gan whispered a word to Lu Hai, he broke down and cried loudly, holding his head.

Ling Huang's body was a little weak, he held onto the door frame next to him, turned his head and said to He Jing, "Is the moon in the water still beating and breathing?"

"Yes! Yes!" He Jing had already checked, and immediately replied, "I should have passed out, I'm fine, my breathing is stable, and my heartbeat is also strong, don't worry!"

"Okay." Ling Huang nodded, realizing that he was already in a cold sweat, and repeated with a dry throat, "Okay..."

Li Xu only touched Ling Huang's hair, then walked into the corridor, grabbed Chen Gan's hair with one hand, dragged him to Xie Minghong, and grabbed Xie Minghong's hair with the other hand.

With both hands, they slammed the two people together face to face.

"Did I say that? Those who touch me, I will make your death ugly!" Li Xu was furious, separated their heads again, and then slammed them together, "Die to me!!"

"Li...Qiu Feng..." Deng Xiao coughed blood on the corner of his mouth, and stretched out his hand to stop him, "Don't..."

Ling Huang looked coldly at the two people who were repeatedly grabbed and bumped into the face by Li Xu, crying with blood on their faces.

Hu Rong, who was at the opposite door, opened the door and glanced at Ling Huang, but Ling Huang ignored him.

Hu Rong turned to go behind Li Xu, hugged him and pulled him back, "Li Qiufeng, don't kill anyone!"

Li Xu threw down the man in his hand, turned around and punched Hu Rong, "You little bastard now knows how to start a fight? They came to our room just now and shouted to kill you, where the hell are you?!"

Hu Rong took a punch from Li Xu, bent over to avoid another punch, and took a few steps back.

"Stop beating." Ling Huang then walked to Li Xu's side, held his hand, looked at his eyes stained red with anger, "Be obedient, stop beating."

Li Xu's violently trembling eyes drooped like an earthquake, and slowly, slowly stabilized and calmed down in Ling Huang's clear eyes.

"Give me the knife." Ling Huang reached out to Li Xu.

Li Xu didn't ask anything, and took out the folding knife from his waist and handed it to Ling Huang.

"If he really wanted to kill someone, Chen Gan and Xie Minghong's throats would have been cut." Ling Huang raised his knife, turned around and walked in front of Hu Rong, "They want to survive, and their teammates want to help them survive. It's understandable, but they Wanting to kill us, even wanting the executioner to kill Shuiyue, is unforgivable."

"What do you want to do?" Hu Rong wiped off the blood from Li Xu's beating at the corner of his mouth, "You can ask if you have any requests."

"Give me a piece of flesh from each of these dead people." Ling Huang handed the knife to Hu Rong, "Chen Gan and Xie Minghong, each cut off a little finger, and give it to me."

"...This knife?" Hu Rong looked at what Ling Huang wanted to give him, "Your grievances have nothing to do with me."

"If I do it myself, they will have to pay more than that." Ling Huang's face was pale after being frightened, but his eyes were full of murderous intent. Anyone who looked at him would know that he was not joking.

Hu Rong looked at the two people who were about to be killed by Li Xu's ruthless hands, sighed, and held the folding knife in his hand.

He moved quickly and separated a small piece of flesh from each of the three corpses, then squatted in front of Chen Gan and Xie Minghong who were huddled together, grabbed their little fingers, and chopped them off with two clicks.

"Ah!!!" Chen Gan and Xie Minghong rolled on the ground in pain.

Back in front of Ling Huang, Hu Rong looked at him.

Ling Huang spread out his hands, palms facing up.

Two fingers and three pieces of flesh mixed with blood landed in Ling Huang's hands.

The rest of the people gathered at the stairs in the corridor, Ling Huang returned the pocket knife to Li Xuhou, and scanned the people from different distances.

"'Ghosts are open, old friends come', Hu Rong's doll reminds." Ling Huang said, "'Bright eyes also understand old people's heart', Chen Qian's doll reminds."

People from the second floor on the other side of the stairs started whispering.

"This old man, those who saw the scene just now should know it. The old man is not your old man, but ours." Ling Huang pointed at himself first, then at Li Xu, and then pointed at his room. "Our old friend is the head of the executioner of the underworld."

Someone made a gasping sound.

"How is it possible?" Kang Xiaoxiao ran out of Hu Rong's room, "How is this possible? That's the executioner of the underworld!"

"These three carrots, I originally thought that I was lucky in this job, and I could easily get the carry surface." Ling Huang pointed to Li Xu and put them in his trouser pocket, but three orange radishes mixed with blood were exposed. "However, this is the second time today. The executioner of the underworld personally picked up the dropped carrot and returned it to us, which is enough to show that this thing belongs to us."

"It doesn't work for other people to use carrots." Ling Huang turned his eyes to the corpses on the ground, "They are the examples before your eyes."

Hu Rong was thoughtful, and nodded slightly when he heard this, "I've seen it all."

"These meats." Ling Huang raised his bloody hand clutching the things, "Three rabbits buy medicine, dead rabbits boil it, everyone hasn't forgotten, right? He Jing's rabbit doll prompts 'Ye grass soup, dead meat guide', Ye Ye We've already got the grass, and the dead meat is probably talking about this. I separated the flesh of the corpse today, so that the killing round can continue, and I chopped my fingers..."

Ling Huang looked at Li Xu and smiled slightly.

Li Xu continued in a cold voice, "Chopping off your fingers is a kindness to spare their lives. Next time someone commits a crime, I don't mind chopping off something else."

"Does anyone want to form a team with us?" Ling Huang suddenly asked with a laughing voice.

Immediately there was a hand raised on the other side of the stairs.

"I'm sorry, Chen Gan and Xie Minghong have made such a mess, our job team can't trust anyone anymore." Ling Huang changed the subject, "If you want to blame them, blame them for being too insidious. The job has to thank guests behind closed doors. Who will you trust?"

After shaking the pot clean, Ling Huang turned and walked back to his room.

In the corridor behind, Cui Bin asked loudly: "You said that the executioner of the underworld is your old friend? What old friend?"

Li Xu gave Cui Bin a white look, ignored him, and went to the door to check the door panel.

"I'll find some tools to help you repair the door, Xiaoxiao, go and get the medicine box to bandage Chen Gan and Xie Minghong." After Hu Rong finished speaking, he walked to the stairs and said to the others, "Get the corpse together first. Let's go upstairs."

In the room, Ling Huang was sitting next to Ah Yue, muttering something softly.

"Ling Hehuan, what are you talking about?" He Jing widened his eyes as if he was frightened when he heard Ling Huang's words.

Li Xu came over and bent down to listen to Ling Huang.

He was asking Ah Yue.

"Does that person know you?"

"Does that person care about you very much?"

"That underworld executioner, isn't it... Qiu Feng?"

Seeing He Jing looking towards him, Li Xu began to regret the alias he had chosen for himself.

Li Xu rubbed Ling Huang's head, and smiled awkwardly at He Jing, "It seems that he is a little scared, I am standing here, how could I be the executioner?"