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

Just that scene just now is enough to kill this person thousands of times!

An unbearable murderous intent flashed across Shi Zhuo's dark blue eyes, and he was so angry that he curled up his lips.

"Master Shi Zhuo." The man suffocated, but still respectfully said without retreating.

"Shut up." Shi Zhuo said coldly, unmoved.

He is clearly still a young man with a still developing physique, but his height is no less than that of a man who is 1.8 meters seven.

The momentum is even more crushing and bloodthirsty.

An easy way to die is cheaper, Shi Zhuoyin frowned.

After his subordinates dealt with Shi Rufan and other people came in, Shi Zhuo coldly ordered them to suppress him.

His torture was too bloody, it's better not to let the senior sister see it.

When only the two of them were left in the room, Shi Zhuo let go of his hostility and cruelty, hugged her tightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, senior, I'm late..."

Song Le let him hold her, without the slightest desire to reach out and hug her back.

Shi Zhuo only thought that she was scared, but his heart was filled with overwhelming anger and regret.

It wasn't until Song Le casually said: "It's not too late, it's just right." Only then did he feel something was wrong.

But this place is not suitable for conversation, so Shi Zhuo didn't ask any more questions, and said softly: "Then let's go back, senior sister."

"Okay." Song Le glanced at him and nodded.

It was still that beautiful and innocent face, as if the blood on her body didn't exist, and the fragile eyes that were lost and found, seemed to be how important she really was.

The strong smell of blood almost made Song Le's stomach churn, and he frowned slightly.

She couldn't tell what it was like, she was probably a little disappointed.

He obviously said that he liked her so much, but he planned coldly to leave such a deep shadow on her.

Moreover, Su Jie said tremblingly, what Shi Zhuo wanted was that the more cruel the better.

Let her think that she really sympathized with the wrong person, and never dared to make friends with anyone easily.

The last time it was transported to the third district in a box, this time it was okay, it was hugged by him.

Although Song Le didn't like this posture, Shi Zhuo was still forced into his arms by Shi Zhuo who was unwilling to let go.

"Senior sister, I'm scared, let me hug you." Shi Zhuo said softly.

Song Le moved her lips when she heard the words, but finally said nothing and didn't struggle anymore.

……

The car drove smoothly and quickly, and returned to the first district after just a few hours.

Song Le went straight to the shower, then lay down on the bed, pulled up the quilt and said, "I'm a little sleepy..."

Shi Zhuo also changed his blood-stained clothes, lay down under the blanket with the steam from the bath, hugged her, put his chin on her neck, rubbed against her, and didn't dare to ask for a while. What happened in the past few days, I only said softly: "Senior sister, I will sleep with you."

Song Le hummed.

But after a while, Song Le opened his eyes again and asked, "Shi Zhuo."

"Ok?"

"Have you ever lied to me, or have you lied to me about anything? If so, tell me." Song Le asked softly, as if carrying a trace of unknown and unreasonable expectations.

It's hard to say what to expect.

however.

"...No." Shi Zhuo paused, then sweetly said, "How could I lie to senior sister, the person I like the most is senior sister."

"Even if the whole world is lying, it's impossible for me to lie to senior sister." Shi Zhuo kissed the back of her neck, his long eyelashes drooped a little, and he promised with pursed lips.

"Really?" Song Le said lightly. He used to feel helpless and blush when he heard such words, but now it sounded a bit false for no reason.