Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

When Jiang Mi was conscious, he only felt a splitting headache, and a trace of solidified blood covered his eyes.

The first thing in his mind was to think he was an idiot, and the first thing he asked was, "Where is he?"

People came here to kidnap him, and in order not to be discovered immediately, Cheng Chan would definitely not be spared.

The people around felt a little weird when they heard Jiang Mi, who was suddenly sober, and they looked at each other for a few times, but they couldn't react immediately. It was one of them who reacted first and sneered, "You still have to worry about it now. Take care of others."

As he spoke, he kicked the chair tied to Jiang Mi, and then no one continued to talk to him.

Jiang Mi moved his body slightly, and slowly opened his eyelids, his vision was blurred.

After a long time, it slowly became clear.

This is a closed and empty blank room, surrounded by sand and gravel waste bins, cardboard garbage everywhere, and the smell of smoke and dust is very choking.

Jiang Mi returned to his thoughts, lowered his head, and moved his wrist quietly. The hemp rope around his wrist was tightly bound, and there was no possibility of breaking free without relying on external force.

He thought about it, no one except Xie Yiyi could do it, he thought it would be enough to send Jiang Man away, but he didn't expect Xie Yiyi to be such an idiot and come up with such a trick.

To kill him, Xie Yiyi certainly wouldn't be so crazy, but it's inevitable to suffer some hardships.

It doesn't matter to Jiang Mi, he is worried about Cheng Zhan now.

At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, echoing in the empty house.

The half-smoked cigarette with the short hair trembled, sparks fell, and some fell onto his hand. He hissed, cursed dirtyly, and shook it hard. arm, and then took out the phone from his pocket.

Cun Tou went to the corner and talked on the phone, his voice was not loud, Jiang Mi could only see his mouth opening and closing, and occasionally heard a sentence or two of "OK" and "No problem".

Hang up the phone, whisper to the other three people in the house, and come to Jiang Mi after reaching a consensus.

"I said a beating, half-death is enough." Cun Tou pouted out the cigarette butt in his mouth.

The remaining three did not speak, just nodded.

They didn't quite know where the criterion for beating him to death was. One of them picked up a steel pipe on the ground, and without saying anything else, he came up and gave Jiang Mi a stick in the abdomen.

Jiang Mina's eyes turned black from the pain in an instant, and with a muffled groan, he fell to the ground while being tied to the chair, with his face sideways, his forehead hair stained with dust, and his body curled up slightly.

Cun Tou was stunned, and kicked the man holding the steel pipe next to him, "Si Que, are you going to beat him to death when you come up!"

The calf holding the steel pipe bent, almost knelt down, scratched his face, and didn't quite know whether he had used so much strength just now.

Several people surrounded Jiang Mi who was lying on the ground, all a bit undecided.

The leader Cuntou looked at Jiang Mi whose eyes were covered by his forehead hair, and squatted down hesitantly to approach, muttering to himself, "It's not that bad luck..."

They are all gangsters in the society. They haven't done this kind of business before.

For Xie Yiyi, they are also the best candidates to take the blame.

No money, no power, no background, no good lawyers, and all have criminal records.

Cun Tou was just about to start pawing and pawing Jiang Mi, but he was punched in the face.Jiang Mina hit the bridge of Cun Tou's nose with his fist, Cun Tou covered his nose, let out a scream, fell back and fell to the ground.

Jiang Mi quickly stood up and took a few steps back. There were purple bruises on the wrists of both hands. He rubbed each other silently with his left and right hands.

The black sweater on his body was covered with dust. He was tall and stood there quietly with his head half down. When he raised his eyes again, he glanced at them very lightly. A steel bar was pulled from the ground.

"I haven't played four times, but I can try."

Jiang Mi stood still on the spot.

Cun Tou also recovered at this time, his nose was sore and painful, he was so angry that he almost gritted his teeth, and said a word from his mouth, "Kill him..." He had already thrown away Xie Yiyi's orders. It's all in the back of my mind, and now I just want to vent my anger.

One hit four, Jiang Mi did not fall well, and it was only a matter of time before he was subdued again.

After only a short while, Jiang Mi's body was already in a lot of glory, his footsteps were a bit heavy, and his dodging speed slowed down.

Cun Tou vigorously kicked away the waste oil barrel in front of him, pointed to Jiang Mi in front of him, "You fucking hide again!"

The waste oil barrel was knocked against the sharp masonry, and a small hole was opened in the iron barrel. The orange gasoline that had expired for less than half a month fell on the ground with a gurgle, and no one noticed.

Jiang Mi pulled his lips and smiled, mainly because he had never encountered this kind of thing before. It was the same as when he was wearing a book. He thought it was absurd and a little funny, "One hit four, can't I hide?"

Cun Tou and the others quickened their pace, trying to surround Jiang Mi.

Gasoline gradually filled the ground nearby, drowning a pile of dry cardboard garbage.

Jiang Mi was surrounded in the middle, and the little smile on his face almost disappeared.

Cigarette butts lay half-lit on the paper shell, and the thin smoke was lingering.

The inch closest to Jiang Mi was about to start with a broken shovel.

The gasoline has already overflowed the cigarette butt, and after a few moments, the tongue of flame appears, and spreads rapidly along the place where the gasoline diffuses.

The guy who beat Jiang Mi with the steel pipe was the first to notice, and he stammered, "Da, Dacheng, it's on, it's on fire..."

The inch-cut man called Dacheng was already close to Jiang Mi's body, and he ignored him, only waving the shovel and his eyes were red.

None of the three people cared about the ignited fire, only the one who stammered hurried over, stomping left and right.Not only was the fire not small, but it became more intense. He quickly took off his coat to fight, but the flames immediately swallowed his coat, and he was forced to throw away his coat.

Although stuttering is stupid, it is not stupid to the end.Seeing that the other three people ignored him completely, they threw the steel pipes in their hands, and then ran away. Anyway, they were just a temporary partner for money.

Stuttering hurriedly ran to the gate of the abandoned construction site when he saw a group of people standing at the door, the leader looked quite young and well dressed, but the hostility on his face made the silly Stutter tremble .

Cheng Zhan saw the stuttering, went up and asked sullenly, "Where are the others?"

Stuttering at this moment, his mind suddenly turned very fast, "It's on, it's on top."

He pointed to the third floor of the building.

Cheng Zhan made a gesture, and the people behind him dragged the stutter away, and then Cheng Zhan ran over immediately.

Jiang Mi inside the building had been pinned to the ground, covered in injuries, and before Cun Tou could be happy, two people around him grabbed him, "Go, go! It's on fire!"

Looking back, I found that there was a continuous fire in the whole house, the fire was fierce, and the cardboard garbage was almost ignited.

Because this place is airtight, there are no windows connected to the outside, the air is slowly no longer circulating, and the flames tend to burn to their side.

Seeing that they didn't leave, it would be too late, and they didn't bother to persuade them anymore, they threw away the things in their hands, and hurriedly fled away and ran downstairs.

Gritting his teeth, Cun Tou wanted to hit Jiang Mi on the back of his head one last time, but Jiang Mi, without the shackles of the other two, picked up a stone on the ground and threw it at Cun Tou behind him.

Cun Tou twisted his head, and instead of hitting Jiang Mi on the back of the head, he hit Jiang Mi's back.

Jiang Mi got the time to breathe, turning over was just a kick.

The fire had already surrounded the two of them. In the face of life and death, those face-saving matters were no longer important, and Cun Tou hurriedly staggered away.

Jiang Mi's body was full of large and small wounds, and the blood flowed down his forehead again, dripping onto the ground.He walked two steps and stopped one step. The burning temperature of the flames made his mind dizzy and he couldn't open his eyes. He could even feel the flames scorching his trousers.

Thinking that he would never die here, whether he would go home after death, he thought about a lot of things in a mess, but he was not afraid, and his emotions were as indifferent as if he had inexplicably passed into this book.

Jiang Mi's chest was wheezing, and his throat was sore from the smoke, as if he had swallowed a mouthful of sand, and there was a fishy-sweet taste in his mouth.

Until he heard someone calling his name.

"Jiang Mi..."

"Jiang Mi..."

"Jiang Mi!"

His precarious body was supported by a person, he forced his eyes open, looked at the person beside him who was half a head shorter than him, and murmured the person's name, "Cheng Zhan..."

Cheng Chan closed his eyes, as if forcibly suppressing something, his voice was hoarse, "It's me..."

Jiang Mi's consciousness became clearer, and he wanted to walk by himself, but was pulled by Cheng Zan, "Don't move."

The two walked a few steps, and a few people that Cheng Zhan had brought over ran over to the gate, covering them while protecting them to leave.

Jiang Mi was supported by Cheng Zhan and finally got out of the building. After taking a few breaths of fresh air, he felt better, but his head was a little heavy and his body was more painful.

Cheng Zhan was also able to see Jiang Mi's current situation clearly.

His eyes were red, and he carefully helped Jiang Mi into the car, let him sit in the back seat, and prepared to go to the hospital first.

Sitting beside Cheng Chan, Jiang Mi shook his hand lightly, and found that his hand was so tightly curled up that he couldn't even pull it apart. His five fingers seemed to be glued together, and they were as cold and hard as a stone. , the body is also stiff.

Jiang Mi tugged at his hand, but without pulling it away, he took advantage of the situation and pulled him against his shoulder, his voice was very low and soothing, "It's okay..."

Hearing this, Cheng Zhan grabbed Jiang Mi's collar. The tails of his slightly drooping eyes were red, and his light-colored eyes were full of moisture. His usually rosy lips were dry and chapped. His palm-sized face was as pale as paper.

"It's okay! If I came a step late, you would have died there!"

When Cheng Zhan rushed into the fire scene, he found that Jiang Mi's expression was very strange, very calm and calm, as if he could have nothing to worry about...

Immediately die.

Jiang Mi paused, "Sorry..."

Cheng Zhan lowered his head, trembling uncontrollably, "Why are you..." He wanted to ask something but still didn't ask.

Jiang Mi bowed his head and kissed Cheng Zhan's lips lightly.

It's not so much a kiss as a touch, a very light touch.

Cheng Zhan looked up with red eyes, "You..."

"...Aren't you supposed to kiss on a date..." Jiang Mi lowered her head against his forehead and smiled.

At this time, 11 hours have passed since their morning date to watch a movie.

It was just a belated kiss.