Fast Transmigration: Protect our villain boss

"Ma'am, you want to go out?" The aunt at home saw the person who just said he didn't eat an hour ago dressed up and went downstairs, so he didn't want to stop him.

The aunt knew that the husband and wife had been having trouble recently, and the husband forbade her to go out alone.

Mr. Wall only told her to take care of Luo Miao's three meals a day, and didn't give other orders. She didn't know whether to stop her or not.

"Well, there's no need to prepare my share tonight." Luo Miao chose a car key from the entrance and put on her shoes.

"Then when will you come back? Over there, sir..."

"I won't be back in a short time. You can stay at home as usual. Lu Yun won't make things difficult for you."

Leaving this sentence, Luo Miao gave her a friendly smile and closed the door with a bang.

All the way to the underground parking lot, Luo Miao sat in the driver's seat, turned on the ignition and stepped on the accelerator, the car body vibrated slightly, but it didn't move at all.

More than a dozen ghosts surrounded her sports car, tightly enclosing people and the car in one place.

"You can't stop me." Luo Miao raised the corners of her mouth coldly.

Seeing that they still didn't give up, she raised one hand, and suddenly clenched her five claws tightly. Ghost energy burst out from her body, and the oscillating waves lifted the ghosts around her away!

Luo Miao stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom and walked away.

At dusk, a red sports car drove into no man's land.

A woman in a brown windbreaker got out of the car, and her cowhide boots stepped on the dust, revealing that the steel ceiling was crumbling.

The mottled wall was sprayed with a big red kill, the air was very stuffy, Luo Miao coughed twice, the small voice was infinitely amplified here, it was cold and frightening.

She turned on the flashlight on her phone and headed for the stairs.

Along the way, you can see all kinds of cursing spray-painted characters. Luo Miao thought, people are really fat now. She had never seen anyone when she was bound here before. About five years have passed, and the technology is relatively advanced. , There are many people who committed suicide, and I don’t know if they were swallowed by evil spirits.

Climbing up to the third floor through the unobstructed stairs, Luo Miao heard heavy breathing.

It's not a ghost, it's a human.

She stood still, turned around quickly and pointed her phone backwards.

The object of entry was a young man in tattered clothes.

He covered his eyes from the stimulation of the light, and shouted to Luo Miao in a hoarse voice: "I'm not a bad person!"

Not feeling his malice, Luo Miao breathed a sigh of relief and moved the phone away.

People can really get tense in this environment, and she was no exception.

"Sorry," she said softly.

Seeing Luo Miao's face, the young man was surprised and speechless.

She is so beautiful, judging by her temperament and clothes, her background should be unusual, and she doesn't even bring a bodyguard when she comes to this kind of place?

"You...it's very dangerous here." Although it's none of his business, the young man kindly reminded him.

"Since it's dangerous, why are you here?" Luo Miao's straight-girl thinking couldn't understand this logic.

The young man faltered and scratched his chicken coop-like hair, and sighed to himself: "I am here to avoid loan sharks, you are different, you look like someone who has a home to return to!"

Luo Miao pursed her lips: "I'm also homeless."

Her home is in Thirteenth Heaven, and she will never be able to go back.

In fact, Luo Miao is essentially the same as him.

After staring at him for two more seconds, Luo Miao gave him the wallet and bracelet, and said indifferently: "You are a good person, don't be in debt in the future."

After speaking, she went up again.

The young man looked at the light source gradually upwards, and then looked down at the bracelet in his palm, with a bewildered expression on his face.

After Luo Miao walked away, a tall figure appeared behind the young man out of thin air, his dark eyes were not bright at all, and his lowered eyes were fixed on the necklace in his hand, his pale lips parted slightly, and he spit out An extremely cold voice:

"Give it back to her."