Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

Luo Miao couldn't believe her eyes, she moved her lips, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it really you?"

The translucent figure stared at her closely, suppressing the anger surging in his heart, and responded: "It's me, put down the knife, and talk if you have something to say."

A moment later, Luo Miao's face was pale, the hand holding the knife trembled slightly, and there was fear, panic and despair in his eyes.

"Everyone told me that you are dead and will not come back. Only I believe that you are still alive, and I have always believed that you will definitely come back."

She cried like a lost child, scared and helpless.

Luo Miao had never cried so uncontrollably.

It's great that he's still here.

"I know, you calm down first, don't kill her, I..."

bang bang----

The roar of explosions pierced the air.

Lu Yun's pupils constricted!

Luo Miao paused, and looked towards the heart.

Blood stained her heart red.

She was shot.

One in the heart and one in the abdomen.

"Wei Wei! Don't be afraid, I'm coming!"

At some point, the locked rooftop door was opened, Gu Ting and the police rushed up together, and a dozen people pointed cold guns at Luo Miao.

Luo Miao looked at the translucent ghost, suddenly understood something, and said suddenly, "You still like her the most."

She waited so many days in front of Lu Yun's grave but failed to see him, as long as Bai Weiwei moved, he would appear.

In order to save Bai Weiwei, he used himself to divert his attention.

Careless.

Luo Miao smiled, blood poured out of her mouth, and fell down lifelessly.

"It's not me!" Lu Yun wanted to reach out to pick her up, but the outstretched hand passed through her body as expected.

He could only watch helplessly as Luo Miao fell to the ground, the dust raised up from the ground was covered with traces of her tears.

Lu Yun stared blankly at his palm, speechless in shock.

Everyone around was cheering for the rescue of the hostages, Bai Weiwei was crying loudly in Gu Ting's arms, no one cared about Luo Miao whose heartbeat slowly stopped.

"do not die."

The transparent figure knelt in front of her, imploring her weakly.

……

"It's really crazy. Even if we don't die, there must be a limit to squeezing the labor force! This is how many days of overtime every day and night! I didn't expect that I was a social animal before I died, and I will still be a social animal after I die!"

At one o'clock in the morning, in an unfinished building, a young man in a suit was complaining to another person.

Dare to come to this haunted and dangerous building in the middle of the night, either crazy or a ghost.

Strictly speaking, although they are floating, these two are not ghosts.

Instead, they are ghost catchers.

The times are advancing, and the underworld is also advancing. The gods of death now all wear black suits uniformly, and round up they are civil servants.

"I can't help it. During this special period, we have lost a lot of colleagues recently, and the ghosts from the HR department are distributing leaflets in hell all day to recruit the god of death."

"Haha, I never imagined that the HR department would be here today. In these years, who would be willing to be a high-risk job like death. Only ghosts like us with lofty professional ethics are willing to fight on the front line."

"Are you here to pick me up?" A clear voice fell, and a female ghost floated down from the ceiling and landed in front of the two gods of death, asking with open eyes.

One of the gods of death was startled, picked up the scythe and asked, "Where did you come from, how dare you block your grandfather's way!"