[Quick Transmigration] I'm dying right now

After waking up, Ling stared at the unfamiliar ceiling in a daze for a while, and was not used to it...

Fuck, have you really left the last world?Why is it so unreal like a dream?

Suppressing the inexplicable thoughts in his heart, Ling got up slowly, and when he went downstairs, he had another meal. He almost didn't regard Duan Ziming who was eating quietly as Jin Litong, and his soul was about to be frightened.

After realizing it, Ling sat across from Duan Ziming in some embarrassment, feeling a little lost in his heart...

illusion!Definitely an illusion!

After poking the fried egg in front of him, Ling suddenly lost his appetite. After thinking for a while, he poked the fried egg thoroughly and threw it into Duan Ziming's bowl.

"I don't want to eat it," Zero smiled slyly, just like a little white mouse holding cheese, "you eat, you have to finish it."

After finishing speaking, he rested his chin on his hands and looked at Duan Ziming without moving, as if he would not give up until he saw him finish eating.

Seeing that Duan Ziming finally reacted and frowned, Ling smiled more and more cheerfully, now Duan Ziming didn't want to confront him because of Duan's father because of some trivial matters, this gave Ling a good opportunity to tease him.

"If you don't eat, I will tell Dad that you are wasting food and let him put you in confinement."

Ling smiled and threatened Duan Ziming, of course he wouldn't really tell Duan's father, he just thought it was fun, and by the way, lowered his favorability a little, so that he could get a lunch later.

Duan Ziming raised his eyes and looked at Zero quietly for a moment, then lowered his head and ate all the two fried eggs on the plate.

"You ate my meal, I have nothing to eat," Ling knocked on the table, motioning Duan Ziming to listen, "You go and make one for me."

Emma, ​​it's such a cool feeling to manipulate the protagonist. It makes you ignore me and show me face.

Duan Ziming lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking, it took him a long time to get up and enter the kitchen.

"I don't want to eat fried eggs," Zero found it interesting, and got more and more aggressive, "I want to eat omelet rice."

"..."

Sitting there like an old man and waiting for a while, Ling took the omelet rice from Duan Ziming's hand, not to mention just looking at it, it really looks good and makes people's appetite greatly increased.

After taking a sip, Ling's eyes lit up immediately, and he looked at Duan Ziming with fiery eyes: "From now on, you must make breakfast for me every morning."

Yes, that's right, every day, including when you arrive at school at six o'clock in the morning.

Noticing that Duan Ziming's face darkened slightly, Ling felt that his future bento must be stable, but he couldn't go too far, don't get the bento in advance, he would be dumbfounded then.

So after eating, Ling didn't call Duan Ziming any more, and played with his phone quietly.

At this time, Duan Ziming hadn't triggered the space yet. Although he wanted to collect supplies, he was afraid that his actions would attract attention, so he said on the surface that he was going to a guitar class, but in fact he went to collect supplies secretly, and finally hid the supplies. In the underground garage.

There is a remodeled room in the underground garage. Duan Jiayang played on a whim for a while before, and there are so many and miscellaneous things in it, usually no one goes there, let alone when Duan Jiayang lost interest later, it was completely deserted.

But it doesn't mean that Duan Jiayang never went there again. According to the information, he would go in occasionally to have a look, but since there are so many things inside, it's really hard to see if there is anything extra if you don't look carefully.

Watching Duan Ziming go out with the guitar on his back, Ling yawned and got up from the sofa, and followed him out.

Just now he had nothing to do and flipped through a few chapters of materials, and suddenly found that Duan Ziming seemed to have a hurdle today.

With his withdrawn character, he showed no mercy to men or women, and when Banhua confessed to him, he didn't even lift his eyelids, causing Lihua to run out in the rain, and recruited a bunch of flower protectors All waiting to beat him.

The most stalwart elder brother among the flower guardians, followed Duan Ziming for a week, figured out his whereabouts under disguise, and finally chose a Saturday with the right time and place, and found a group of people laughing and blocking him into a dead end inside.

Following the group of people following Duan Ziming, Ling silently counted, eight tall and strong men made him stop...

Is this going to get beaten up, or is it a protector?

Touching his thin body, Ling felt that if he rushed out, the former might be tailor-made for him.

In fact, these are not problems, and he is not afraid of pain and a beating. The key is that he can't let Duan Ziming know that he has to do good deeds without leaving his name.

Then call the police.

Eight burly men with friendly faces hooked their shoulders and led Duan Ziming to the dark place, Ling took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and quickly dialed the number that everyone was familiar with.

"8 from Jinglu... Sorry to bother you, I made a mistake..."

Looking at the 1.9-meter-tall man standing in front of him with his hands in his pockets, he hung up the phone without any sense of humor, ran away, and then was lifted and thrown to Duan Ziming's side like a chicken being picked up.

"This man has been sneaking behind him just now. Fortunately, labor and management have been careful. He still wants to call the police and beat him up to let him know the consequences of meddling in his own business!"

Fuck, isn't this the one who wants to be beaten up?

Ling blinked, and looked at Duan Ziming hopelessly.

Duan Ziming was quite calm. Of course, he was a little surprised by Duan Jiayang's appearance.

Don't be surprised, it was fate that brought you and me together.

Afraid that he would get a good impression, Ling hurriedly disregarded the relationship, and said with a look of disgust: "How could it be you? If I knew it was you..."

"Don't fucking act, I've followed all the way, don't you even know me?"

I didn't, it wasn't me, you read it wrong.

A few words were swallowed before they could be uttered, Ling stared dumbfounded at Duan Ziming rushing up and knocking down a strong man, the scene suddenly became chaotic, and all kinds of national curses broke out.

Zhan Wu Zha Ling silently shrunk in the corner, trying to reduce his sense of existence and stay away from this chaotic world.

At the beginning, Duan Ziming was still playing like he was on the hook, but then he was a little bit powerless. Looking at Duan Ziming who had already started to die, Ling felt a toothache for no reason, what the hell!Face!Fuck!almost!

Seeing that someone wanted to kick him in the stomach but was dodged suddenly, and kicked him on the left leg, Duan Ziming half-kneeled on the ground with a thud, and Ling squeezed in to protect him without even thinking.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's so great, just right, I planned to clean up you after he was done," the one who looked like the boss among the strong men raised his eyebrows when he saw Zero's movements, and said, "Little bastard, In the future, show some respect to labor-capital women."

The second sentence was addressed to Duan Ziming, but unfortunately he was in a daze, looking motionless at Duan Jiayang who was blocking him.

"Did you hear that?! Fuck! Are you deaf?!"

The eldest brother was ignored, the eldest brother was very angry, and the eldest brother took all his anger on Zero.

Zero: ... day.

As soon as he looked down and saw Duan Ziming's expression, Ling suddenly sighed secretly, thinking that he should say something.

"I just, I just think you're a worthless, useless, trash," Zero tried to make himself look extremely vicious, "If you get beaten up with bruises and swollen faces, it's a disgrace to our family!"

"Thank you."

……What the hell?

Blocked by Duan Ziming who stood up again, Ling looked at him as if he had recharged the money to renew the VIP. He fought against eight people with one blow, until the police sounded, and the strong men ran out with bruised noses and swollen faces. .

Pulling Duan Ziming and rushing out quickly, the two left the scene of the crime, Ling looked at himself holding each other's hand, his mind turned wildly for a few times, a group of crows said above his head, it's not good...