I have all the characters that the male protagonist loves [Quick Transmigration]

The afternoon sun was extremely scorching, swarms of flies hovered over the corpse, and disgusting bugs were already wriggling on it.

A foot in a black hiking boot turned the body over, exposing the knot in his neck.

"It's the ghost's dog, it's been dead for a while."

The female voice was as cold as a knife, and death and corpses had no impact on her.The woman's long black hair was neatly tied, and she was wearing a prison uniform with her name "Filor" stitched on the chest.

In her left eye socket is a gray-white false eye, which glows strangely in the sunlight.

Edmund stood at a distance, unwilling to approach the corpse.

He was also wearing a dark green prison uniform, with a miniature submachine gun/gun pinned to his waist.

He sneered and said, "I guess I found a new dog."

Fillore didn't answer, and the flies buzzed and circled around her, but she was as calm as if she couldn't see.The intact right eye slowly turned, looking for footprints intently.

"In front," she said.

Edmund: "Convenience store? It's quite enjoyable."

The two seemed to be walking in the middle of the road swaggeringly, but in fact they cleverly avoided all sniper positions.

Edmund had a nonchalant smile on his face, but he observed the situation in the convenience store sharply.

The shelves are neat and there are no signs of fighting.

Standing in front of the door, Fillore said, "They went to the back door. Two other people went into the convenience store."

"Go and have a look." Edmund took the lead to go around the back alley, and soon the smile on his face gradually froze.

He lifted his foot, and the sticky and slightly dried blood stains stuck to the soles, falling down like jam.

Fillor loaded his hand/gun and turned the corner first.

Seeing the scene in front of her, she was startled with indifference, then put down her gun and said, "Edmund."

Edmund strode forward, narrowing his eyes slightly.

The three corpses were completely zombified.

Fillor crouched down and ripped their clothing, until he found a tear in the neck.

She said: "One blow is fatal, an expert among experts."

"The corpse..." Edmund laughed strangely, "Those two people?"

Fillore: "No, alone."

"One person? The three zombies didn't win a single person?"

"It's not that I didn't win." Fillor said, "It's that I was crushed. Who do you think can do it?"

I hope who in the Star Prison has such abilities?

Edmund's expression instantly became gloomy.

The evil ghost trio is the team leader of his arms smuggling group. They are mercenaries, and they are all ruthless. Even in the death row prison, they have never suffered a disadvantage.If he becomes a zombie, his strength will only become more terrifying.

Who is it that can beat them to the point where they have no power to fight back?

Fillor continued: "Not only that. He hasn't used a weapon yet."

She looked towards the guest house not far away, with a serious expression, "He is very dangerous, I don't recommend taking risks."

Then there was only one person—his old enemy Fan Ye, the self-righteous messenger of justice in the prison, who protected a bunch of useless people.

Edmund kicked open the back door of the convenience store with a sullen face, and strode around with a gun in hand. When he found no one, he kicked over the shelf.

The shelves were knocked to the ground one by one, and it took several seconds for the crackling to quiet down.

Fillor narrowed his eyes slightly, walked behind the counter and picked up an old photo.

"Edmund."

"What are you doing!" Edmund growled.

Fillor got used to his moodiness, held up the photo and said, "It's Jiang Ran."

"Huh?" He snatched the photo. On it was a middle-aged woman in the uniform of an interstellar police detective, with a line written on the back:

【Mom has caught another villain, who is said to be the leader of an arms smuggling group, that's great! 】

Fillore: "Do you remember her?"

"Jiang Ran? Hahaha..." Edmund laughed hoarsely, his eyes full of hatred, "Jiang Ran's photo...is her precious child here? Did the old man's institute arrest the wrong person?"

"The footprints lead to the guest house." Filor reminded.

Edmund put the photo in his pocket close to his heart, and sighed: "Inspector Jiang, your son is mine."

"...Go to Xuantai to be free?" Jiang Xing held Fan Ye's note and asked puzzledly, "What does freedom mean?"

Fan Ye: "Lu Yun and I are both serving sentences in Hope Prison. I suspect that other people in the game are also death row prisoners."

He pursed his lips, and gently touched the young man's head, "You are free. We are not."

"You are free too!" Jiang Xing firmly denied, rubbing Fan Ye's palm unconsciously.

Fan Ye was itchy from his soft hair.Withdrawing his hand, he circled three safe points on the map and said, "They are driving us towards the center, and the Xuantai is probably there."

"Huh?" Jiang Xing moved closer to him, "Three points on a ring?"

The map drawn by Fan Ye is simple and easy to understand. The Hope Town Guest House where they are now is located in the southwest of the map.Teardrop Lake and Eagle Cliff are located in the north and southeast respectively.

Jiang Xing used his fingertips to gently draw three safety points, which was a perfect circle.

Fan Ye smiled and said, "Smart. The safe point for tomorrow is likely to be on the ring that is closer to the middle."

He circled three more points, one of which was a "farm" ten kilometers away from them.

Jiang Xing opened the curtains and looked at the sky, "It will be completely dark in six or seven hours."

"Fan Ye!" He suddenly called out in a low voice, and said in a panic, "Someone is coming!"

Fan Ye: "Squat down!"

Jiang Xing trusted him very much, and immediately squatted down without thinking. Sure enough, the window glass exploded in the next second, and a string of bullets went straight through the place where Jiang Xing was standing just now, leaving a bullet hole on the wall.

"Well."

Jiang Xing cried out in pain, and the bright red blood rolled down the back of his hand with smooth bones and fell to the ground.

He hadn't suffered, and the shards of glass cut through his skin easily.

Fan Ye's eyes suddenly darkened, and he turned around to look through the window, only to see a blond man slowly put down his gun, and gestured his middle finger to where they were.

The cat's paw tattoo on the back of the hand seems to be eating someone.

"Edmund..." Fan Ye's voice was low and cold, and anger was brewing in his usually calm eyes.

Edmund disappeared from sight, Fan Ye pulled Jiang Xing up, and quickly asked, "Is the injury serious?"

Jiang Xing shook his head and said, "It's just scratched, it's fine."

"When I go out, you block the door with a wardrobe and hide under the window."

Fan Ye helped Jiang Xing move the closet to the door, and quickly patted him on the shoulder. His calm and resolute face always made people believe that he was sure of winning.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be back soon."

Jiang Xing was breathing quickly, clutching his sleeves tightly, his voice trembling slightly: "Be careful."

Fan Ye breathed out, handed his dagger to Jiang Xing, turned and left the room.

Jiang Xing obediently overturned the wardrobe to block the door, and the expression on his face slowly faded away, becoming indifferent again.

【Hahaha Sichuan Opera Face Changing】

[How can I laugh, I'm so nervous! !Brother Fan was headshot by Edmund in the first episode]

【grass!I just entered the pit]

Jiang Xing sat down safely against the closet, and slowly picked up a pen and paper from the desk to write something.

He comforted the audience while writing, "Don't worry, Fan Ye is no longer the same as before."

[Yes, Brother Fan has an ancient virus this time]

[What is an ancient virus? 】

Jiang Xing: "My superficial identity is the director of the Hein Research Institute. This whole game is to screen the experimental subjects with the highest fitness to the ancient virus. Those who are not suitable will become zombies."

"The virus will develop all the potential in Fan Ye's genes, strength, agility, recovery speed..."

"In short," Jiang Xing tied the note into the handle of the dagger, wrapping it round and round so that there would be no discomfort in holding it.

"Fan Ye will become a superman after the game ends."

Jiang Xing waved his dagger and smiled with satisfaction.

His posture of swinging the knife was clean and neat, without any unnecessary movements, and there was not even any tremor when the blade stopped.

He has incredible control over his body.

The characters in the holographic game will be limited by the player's own physical fitness. Even if the floating intensity is adjusted to the highest level, few people can reach Jiang Xing's level.

It's a pity that the audience who were worried about Fan Ye's safety failed to realize this.

[What about your actual identity? 】

Jiang Xing smiled mysteriously: "Sell it off."

He leisurely walked to the window and pulled the latch, and sat down with his back to the window.

【What is Star Cub doing】

He raised his index finger to his lips, and said softly, "Be safe and don't be impatient."

With the tooth-piercing "squeak" sound from the window frame, the cold muzzle of the gun pressed against the back of Jiang Xing's head.

"stand up."

Fillor's voice is cold, and he treats him like a non-threatening object.

Jiang Xing was short of breath, and slowly raised his hands to stand up, and he was already crying when he spoke again.

"Don't, don't kill me."

He seemed to be extremely scared, and his whole body was trembling slightly.The back and waist are extraordinarily slender and fragile by the jet-black cloth.

Philoton was puzzled.Why did Fan Ye bring a trash with him?But Edmund only ordered her to catch Jiang Xing, and nothing else had anything to do with her.

[Puff Star Cub, you can't stop making emoji just because others can't see it! 】

[Laughed to death, said the most frightening words with the calmest expression]

Jiang Xing looked at the ridicule in the barrage, couldn't help but pursed his lips, and continued: "You...what do you want to do?"

The gun/muzzle hit his head, forcing him to move forward.

Fillore: "Help up the closet."

Jiang Xing was so nervous that his throat rolled, and he lifted the wardrobe with trembling hands.

"Open the door and go out."

Jiang Xing: "What the hell are you..."

"Get out!" Filor shouted coldly.

Jiang Xing closed his eyes and slowly opened the door.

The wound on Fan Ye's hand had already burst open again due to the fight.

Edmund was very strong, he enjoyed the best treatment in the prison, and he was even on par with Fan Ye in terms of physical fitness.

The two fought close to each other, and no one dared to shoot at such a close distance.

Edmund punched Fan Ye in the stomach, but Fan Ye didn't flinch, and hit the back of the opponent's head with the butt of the gun with his backhand. The blow made Edmund's eyes stare, and he was forced to take a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

Fan Ye's ability to endure was much stronger than Edmund's. Although his internal organs were in pain, he still showed no flaws on his face.

Jiang Xing was forced by Fillol to go down to the hall on the first floor. When he saw the people in the hall, he couldn't hold back his tears anymore, bit his lip and sobbed.

Fan Ye was about to take advantage of the victory to pursue, when he heard a familiar voice and turned his head suddenly, meeting Jiang Xing's eyes.

The boy bit his lower lip until he saw blood stains, his eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, and his cheeks were wet with tears.

The eyes looking at him are full of helplessness and hope.

"Stop." The gun knocked Jiang Xing sideways, Fillor said, "Or I'll kill him."

"You can try." Fan Ye's mouth curved into a cold arc, his gaze was as sharp as a falcon, and he pointed his gun at Edmund.

Fan Ye: "Whose life is more important to you?"

Fillor's pupils shrunk.

This Fan Ye...

Her palms were moist, and the killer instinct honed from countless lives and deaths told her that she was definitely no match for Fan Ye.

Once she shoots Jiang Xing, Fan Ye will turn into a wolf out of the cage and tear her and Edmund into pieces.

Edmund breathed heavily through his nose, and said in a muffled voice, "Fan Ye, you are against me in prison, I should have killed you long ago."

Fan Ye sneered, "You?"

Edmund laughed loudly: "It doesn't matter if I die, anyway, I am destined to stay in prison until I die."

"But your little friend is different." Edmund squinted at Fan Ye, and turned his gaze to the tearful Jiang Xing.

"Your little friend is an innocent wretch." He said, "With him buried with me, I'm afraid my way to hell will be cleaner hahaha..."

Fillor's five fingers formed claws and strangled Jiang Xing's neck, and the gun suddenly pointed at Fan Ye.

"I can kill you and him at the same time." Her voice was steady, and only the most brilliant psychologists could hear the fear in it, "You should know who I am, I have this ability."

Jiang Xing was not breathing well, and his vision had begun to blur.

With tears in his eyes, he tried his best to find the direction of Fan Ye, his lips opened and closed with difficulty...

you go

Fan Ye suppressed his smile, and slowly tightened his grip on the gun.

Filor, a well-known assassin in the interstellar empire, is said to be the Hein Group behind the scenes.She never missed a mission, from ordinary people to enemy generals, she was able to escape unscathed every time.

If the emperor of the empire hadn't kept his eye open and let a double go on tour instead of him, and replaced half of the people with imperial spies, I'm afraid she would still be at large.

Her gun is one of the most accurate guns in the universe.

Fan Ye couldn't let Jiang Xing take risks.

Fan Ye: "What do you want?"

He slowly turned his gun/mouth towards Edmund, "I can exchange with you."

"No." Fillore denied his condition, "Edmund and his life are not important to me."

"Not even my life matters."

Her sharp eyes were fixed on Fan Ye tightly.

"The only one who decides the situation is you." She paused every word.

Edmund laughed sullenly, and said maliciously, "But we don't need to make the situation so ugly. As long as you are willing to hand over the children to me, no one will die today."

The eyes of Fan Ye and Jiang Xing met in mid-air.

Jiang Xing blinked a tear, and tapped his fingers rhythmically on his side.

Once, once, it hit Fan Ye's heart.

His pupils constricted and his heart beat like a beating.

That is……