The Villain of Quick Transmigration

Junyu got up to open the door, saw that it was Jun's mother who came, and stepped aside.

Jun's mother came in and sat by the bed.

Seeing Jun's mother's calm face towards the thick Shamat-style room, Junyu couldn't help but twitched her lips.

Then I saw Jun's mother looking at Junyu quietly, and said dissatisfiedly: "I'm promising! I didn't tell my mother about such a big event when I was discharged from the hospital, and I didn't let my mother pick you up! It's not bad, huh? "

Well, it really came to Xingshi to inquire about the crime!
Junyu closed the door and hurried over, "This is no big deal. Of course I can come back alone after my injury is healed. How dare I trouble you to come and pick me up!"

When Jun's mother heard this, she opened her mouth to refute again. Seeing this, Junyu immediately continued to speak: "It's you, mother, why don't you let people worry?!"

Jun's mother:? ? ?
"What's wrong with me?" Jun's mother looked puzzled.

I saw Junyu with a serious face, and said righteously: "You still want me to take good care of yourself. Look at what you look like now? You have a weak face and no blood on your face. You can tell that you are sure at a glance. You didn't have a good rest!"

"I didn't do this because I was worried about you!" Jun's mother said, staring at her.

Junyu continued the conversation with ease, "But I'm fine now! It's you who is in trouble!"

She pushed Jun's mother out of the door, and said, "So take a good rest now, you are the one who replenishes Qi and blood!"

On the way to send Jun's mother back to the room, Junyu also specially told Jun's mother to have a good rest before closing the door and leaving.

Jun's mother, who was resting on the bed, only realized later that she had fallen for Junyu.

Jun's mother couldn't laugh or cry, "This stinking girl!"

After returning to the room, Junyu breathed a sigh of relief, and lay back on the bed, "Finally, I have given away this big Buddha. It's so good to recite."

After lying down for a while, Junyu picked up the mobile phone beside her and clicked into the WeChat group that kept shouting.

Swiping the screen with her fingertips, Junyu read all the content in the group with a mocking smile in her eyes.

After that, he pressed the screen to black and threw the phone aside.

laugh……

Dancing Youth... is really non-mainstream...

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After staying at Jun's house comfortably for a few days, one night, when the moon was dark and the wind was high, Junyu went out.

Y City East Street, a street full of fish and dragons, there is a bar called Youth Dancing deep inside, which is very popular among gangsters.

The red and green neon lights are colorful, the bar in the dark is in high spirits, there is deafening music inside, and there are many people on the dance floor.Lots and lots of them, all dancing and shaking their heads.

The girls on the dance floor are all dyed with colorful hair, which looks like a rainbow in the past.Everyone is wearing revealing clothes, showing a small waist and thighs.

The people here are all intoxicated, twisting their bodies boldly, and clinging to the strange man behind them.

Provocative and indulgent.

In some dark corners, some people directly and unbearably began to have indescribable relationships, and went into the room with their arms around them.

On the right side of a sofa, surrounded by a group of non-mainstream social brothers.

One of the men with purple hair, looking like a murderer, asked the yellow-haired man next to him like a dog.

"Brother, do you think that girl is on time?"

The yellow-haired man was drinking, squinted his eyes and looked over, "Hey, it's on point! His figure looks very hot!"

Looking over, I saw a girl in a small black skirt standing at the door of the bar. She was very petite, but she had everything else, which was a bit hot.

It's just that the lights here are very dim, and it's hard to see what the girl looks like.

Huang Mao drank another sip of wine, the alcohol was on his head, his head was a little dizzy, he looked at the looming person at the door, and muttered, "Why does this person look so much like Junyu?"

"Ah? Boss, what did you say?"

The stereo in the bar was turned up very loudly, even though Purple Mao was very close to Huang Mao, he could only vaguely know that Huang Mao had spoken, but he couldn't hear clearly what he said.

"I said that girl looks a bit like Junyu." Huang Mao took a sip of wine, turned his head and yelled loudly at Zi Mao.

The purple hair froze, and asked in disbelief, "Junyu? Boss, are you right?"

"Shouldn't she be in the hospital now? I heard that she was arrested by members of the Qinglong Gang for a racing competition that day! But in the end, she got into a car accident. I heard that she was seriously injured and almost died. She was finally rescued successfully." , and is still lying in the hospital now!"

"Besides, who is Junyu, an idiot, can she have this temperament?"

Huangmao also didn't believe it, he did look a bit similar, but his temperament was far worse, how could it be that grass treasure of Junyu!

"Hey, come on, boss! Junyu is gone, who will give us money?"

Zimao turned to ask Huangmao suspiciously, scratching his head, "I said why we are short of money recently, and now that I think about it, it turns out that the idiot Junyu is missing."

"Why don't we go to the hospital tomorrow and ask Junyu for some money? Anyway, that idiot doesn't understand anything, as long as we ask, she will definitely give us money!" Zimao suddenly had a flash of inspiration and encouraged him.

Zimao's tone was firm, and he didn't feel at all that Junyu would not give them money.

After all, in Zimao's heart, Junyu is a fool who can be fooled at will. He can cheat around with just a few words, and hand over the money foolishly.

Huang Mao frowned and hesitated a bit when he heard the words, "But, she is in the hospital now, she must be hating us for leaving her behind, how could she give us money?"

Zi Mao didn't care when he heard the words, and patted Huang Mao on the shoulder, "Boss, you don't need to worry about it. With Junyu's brain, we can just make up a few lies and fool them all in one go."

"Hmm... It's really okay to think about it this way. According to Junyu's mind, it's really impossible to find anything wrong." Huang Mao nodded thinkingly.

"Yeah, let's say at that time that we didn't do it voluntarily. It was the Qinglong gang who forced us to leave. If we get a little bit of injury at that time, everything will be done." Zimao said with a triumphant smile : "Then Junyu will definitely not find out!"

"Oh~ so you planned to do this!"

At this moment, a lazy voice sounded.

It was very strange, obviously the bar was very noisy, and they would be a little hard to hear when they were talking so close, but the voice was transmitted into the ear very clearly.

The tone of voice was loose and cool, and the yellow hair and the purple hair both felt a chill down their backs.

Huang Mao felt that this voice was very familiar, and he always felt that he had heard it somewhere.

Looking up at the person coming, his eyes widened instantly.

At some point in front of them stood a girl in a black dress. The girl's hair was thin and black, shoulder-length.The face is very white, smooth, tender, without makeup.

Wearing a simple black skirt, the fabric looks soft and comfortable, revealing the delicate collarbone and fair neck.

A pair of eyes are evil and enchanting, and the pure light brown pupils contain the horror and depth of the dark night.

The lips were bright red, and there was a wicked and cold smile.

"Jun...Junyu?" Zi Mao recovered and stammered.

The girl in front of her raised her eyebrows, "Yeah!"

Zimao recovered instantly, looked at Junyu with surprise and disbelief, and said, "Are you really Junyu?"

Junyu sneered when she heard the words, and said disdainfully: "Otherwise you are? Just pretending to be me like you are?"

Zimao, who was pissed off by Junyu, was a little caught off guard, and then stood up abruptly, pointing at Junyu with a look of anger on his face, "How did you talk, ah!"

"How did you speak?"

Junyu raised her brows and let out a lazily sneer.Suddenly his eyes were sharp, and he took the beer bottle next to him and smashed it on Zimao's head.

The bang was particularly abrupt in a bar.

"That's what they say!"

The people on the dance floor are still indulging, twisting their bodies with their eyes closed.And the people around had already noticed this strangeness, they all stopped and looked at this scene in shock.

Yellow beer water dripped down Zimao's hair, there were some broken beer bottle scum on top of his head, and there was a scratch on his forehead.

Blood mixed with beer dripped from his head.

This change was caught off guard, and no one expected that the yellow hair next to him quickly reacted and immediately supported the crumbling purple hair.

Zimao held his head, feeling dizzy.When I touched my head with my hand, it was sticky, and I looked down.

Grass!
bleeding!
Zimao gritted his teeth, and looked at Junyu fiercely, "You fucking bitch is looking for death, you dare to hit me!"

At this moment, the group of punks nearby had already gathered around, staring at Junyu one by one, holding sticks and ready to go.

Junyu, who was surrounded by people, didn't panic, just reached out and took another bottle of beer.

Seeing this, the person next to him froze, as if he would rush over if Junyu was dishonest.

Seeing this, Junyu sneered nonchalantly, and said with a low smile, "Why are you nervous! Didn't he ask me how I spoke? Then I'll tell him, who knows that I can't help being beaten!"

As she spoke, Junyu's face clearly showed a hint of disgust.

Crowd: ...

Whoever it is, won't be able to react to being so caught off guard by you, okay?

"Junyu!" Huang Mao stared at Junyu viciously.

"Hey!" Junyu raised her eyebrows, looked at Huangmao with great interest, and said, "Why do you call me the boss?"

Huang Mao supported Zi Mao, stared at Junyu without saying a word.

Instead, Zi Mao was supported by the side and let out a mouthful of phlegm, "Bah! You still want to be our boss, dream about it, trash!"

Junyu twirled her hair with her fingertips, and said casually, "Oh, is that so? I remember when you asked me for money, you yelled very smoothly!"

Zimao smiled disdainfully when he heard the words, "If you didn't have some filthy money, who would call you!"

Junyu quietly raised her eyes, her eyes were cool, "Okay, I don't care about being your boss, I feel dirty even if you guys lift my shoes!"

"You!" Zi Mao stared, and was about to rush over to fight Junyu, but Huang Mao stopped him.

Junyu looked at Zimao mockingly, then her eyes fell on Huangmao, "Why are you pulling him!"