Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

Song Le was startled by the middle-aged man's sudden collapse, and stared blankly.

His eyes fell on the little girl who was tied to the wheelchair by Wu Huada, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

——Then, can that still be called a human being?

The little girl's hair was shaved, and the top of her head, her face, and her hands and feet exposed from the blood-soaked white striped hospital gown were scratched to bloody flesh, blood and tears were still oozing from the eye sockets, and her lips were cracked. Moving with difficulty, it seems to be saying: "It's itchy, it's itchy, it's itchy..."

Save me, save me...!

Song Le clenched the boy's arm tightly.

Seeing this bloody and terrifying scene suddenly, she couldn't restrain the churning in her stomach, like a little girl with a bloody person, she could see that she had received careful medical care, those people who were isolated and left to fend for themselves... …

The man said it was his daughter.

Judging from the man's attire and ostentation, he was either rich or expensive. Song Le's fingertips trembled slightly, thinking secretly, and frowned imperceptibly.

If it is said now, the blood of the big brother can cure diseases.

Can the patients who have developed to this stage still be saved?

If he said it now, would those crazy people treat him as a blood bank and drain him dry?

Song Le's heart trembled.

She must never let that happen!

"...Don't worry, the vaccine won't be developed so soon..." Song Le tried not to look at the little girl whose skin had been peeled off, and said in a low voice.

"Shut up! I don't want to listen to these nonsense! You, you tell me, what to do, how to do to cure her, ah?!"

The man has heard countless excuses in the institute during this time.

——Don't worry, this is only the first stage of the disease, as long as you take good care...

——Wait a minute, vaccine testing takes time.

——Sorry, I will definitely do it next time.

……

The results of it?

All fucking trash! ! !

The man watched his little daughter being tortured to death day by day. She just handed a piece of bread to a little beggar who deserved a thousand knives!

She is so kind, like a little angel, and she has only been by his side for five years. What did she do wrong? ! !

It happened that when he came here on that day to force those wastes to come up with results as soon as possible, even if it was a little bit, otherwise they would have to withdraw their capital and put them all in the hardest-hit area, when he heard this recording.

Almost in the next second, he used his power to coerce and lure this person back as soon as possible!

But now, heh, the man almost collapsed to the point of being ridiculous, and he heard such useless words again?

Song Le looked at the man's expression, from desperately asking for help to anger and hatred, the uneasiness in his heart became more and more intense, and he hurriedly said, "Calm down."

"Calm down? Alright, calm down! I'd like to see if you guys can ask me to calm down when you are infected!!"

The middle-aged man stared at her with vicious and hateful eyes, and waved his hand. Seeing that the bodyguards were about to take her there, Song Le hurriedly tried to stop her.

But seeing the young man standing in front of her, he easily twisted a hand that was quickly extended by a bodyguard, and then coldly flung it out, his eyes were cold, as if he was protecting his belongings.

and many more!

The boss doesn't want to tear these people up directly, does he?

While Song Le was moved, an alarm bell rang in his heart. Without thinking, he hugged his hand and said in a low voice: "No, don't do it, leave it to me, and come again when it really doesn't work, okay...?"

The young man turned a deaf ear, his face was extremely cold, he broke away from her hand, clenched his fist, and his joints creaked.