Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Slime was flying all over the sky outside the iron net, that skinless guy must be Xiaoying.

Ling Huang only had time to judge the guy's identity from the SSR's glance towards him, before he was dragged into the underground fort by Brother Yan.

The retractable door on the ground of the fort creaked and was about to close. A companion planted with venom wanted to run in. Brother Yan turned around and swept the man with bullets without saying a word.

The gate is closed tightly, isolating the two worlds of the surface and the underground.

"The brother who died today, the bullets that were wasted." Brother Yan slammed Ling Huang against the wall with the hand that was holding Ling Huang's arm, "It's all on your head!"

Ling Huang was confused by Brother Yan's sudden change of attitude.

Brother Yan seemed to have such a friendly attitude towards him before, why did he become so fierce now?

Brother Yan spat on the ground, and led the people into the deep passage.

A young guy from behind came up and poked Ling Huang's thigh with the tip of a gun, "Brother Gang Yan, do you know who was killed by that shuttle?"

"Who?" Ling Huang asked.

"His cousin, dear." The young man pulled Ling Huang along and walked forward together, "Brother Yan must be very sad at the moment, and he will have to explain to his uncle when he goes in. His uncle is just such a son. It's gone now."

After this buddy's explanation, Ling Huang recalled that in the messy situation just now, everyone was called "Brother Yan", and there was indeed one person who called him differently, only one word "Brother".

This time Ling Huang attracted zombies, let Brother Yan kill his younger brother and several brothers, and spent so many bullets...

[Love is a bullet of happiness, without love there is no harm. 】The AI ​​assistant said, 【Please sing according to the correct tune. 】

[So you actually triggered some of the original owner's lines...or lyrics based on keywords, right? ] Ling Huang asked in his heart.

【Yes. 】The AI ​​assistant answered.

[You can't judge the atmosphere, can you?After the keyword appears and triggers, you will order me to do it. In fact, you don't know whether the situation I am in is suitable for doing this kind of thing. ]

【...Actually, I can judge the atmosphere. 】The AI ​​assistant said, 【Let's play this lyrics first, and I will call you when it is suitable. 】

[Thanks. ] Ling Huang breathed a sigh of relief, [I can't sing and joke after someone loses a loved one. ]

【you are welcome. 】

After entering three thick metal doors in a row, they came to a wide hall.

This hall is equivalent to a small underground square, and some people are sitting in small groups chatting or playing cards on the clean ground.

"Didn't you just take the flame gun up?" A middle-aged man came up with a few men, "Did you kill the venom zombie so quickly?"

Brother Yan looked at this man and remained silent for a while.

"Ah Yan, what's the matter?" The man looked at the people behind Brother Yan, "Xiaowei didn't come down? You arranged for them to continue to stand guard?"

Several well-trained medical personnel have come one by one to inquire about the injury.

The others were not injured. Ling Huang took off his camouflage jacket, and the doctor quickly checked his injuries.

"Are you a survivor who arrived here today?" The doctor asked the basic situation first, "What's your name, how old are you, and how did you get injured?"

"Ling Huang, 19 years old, scratched by the iron nail." Ling Huang answered simply.

"Take a tetanus injection." The doctor squatted down and opened the medicine box to take the injection and reported loudly, "Brother Yan, this wounded person needs a tetanus injection. I would like to ask you whether you need to give him the medicine."

"...medication." Brother Yan turned his head and gave Ling Huang a cold look, "The debt he owes us has to be paid off slowly with his life."

"Okay." The doctor immediately took out the injection, got up, disinfected Ling Huang's skin, and inserted an injection.

"Ah Yan, let me ask you something, is Xiaowei on guard?" The middle-aged man who was facing brother Yan became a little anxious, "Why are you hesitating and not answering?"

"Xiaowei was infected by the venom." Brother Yan took off his camouflage helmet angrily and scratched his head, "Uncle, my condolences."

"What?!" The man couldn't believe it, and came to grab the clothes on Brother Yan's chest, "What did you just say? Say it again!"

"Xiaowei, Dacheng, Afang, Tao Yuan, and Wenfeng." Brother Yan counted the names of the victims one by one, "They were all infected by the SS-level venom. They come down."

When those who were sitting or walking in other places in the square heard Brother Yan's words, some of them gathered here with pale faces.

"Ah Yan, you said my family is Dacheng?" A pregnant woman swayed, and was supported by a woman next to her. She asked in a crying voice, "My family is Dacheng, is it gone?"

"Yeah." Brother Yan nodded.

"My God..." The woman covered her mouth, slumped and sat on the ground, "Dacheng hasn't had time to see our baby... isn't he just standing guard and patrolling routinely, how could..."

"Ah Yan, my family, Afang, can't come back?!" An old man came over and grabbed Brother Yan's hand, "Are you saying that my grandson, Afang, can't come back?"

"I'm sorry..." Brother Yan bowed deeply to the old man, "Please express your condolences."

"My Tao Yuan, Tao Yuan's skill is very good, the marksmanship is so accurate, how could it be..."

"Brother Yan, you said my brother won't come back? You're talking about Wen Feng, it's my brother, right?"

A group of people surrounded Brother Yan, their voices ranged from doubt to sadness to collapse in pain.

Ling Huang lowered his head and asked the doctor to clean his wound, and put on a bandage. Finally, the doctor made a large piece of gauze and poured alcohol on it, "Wipe all the parts of the skin that can be wiped, and disinfect it. Remember to take a shower when you have the conditions." Change clothes, don't touch other people casually before taking a shower."

Brother Yan has already told the general process to the sad people.

"Is it him?" Those people pointed their finger at Ling Huang, "It was this person who attracted the venom zombies, and he killed our family!"

"It's him, he's the only one with a face!" The pregnant woman was helped to get up and rushed towards Ling Huang, punching and kicking, "You give me back Brother Cheng! The child in my stomach can't live without a father! You hurt me!" Kill my Dacheng, I will never end with you!"

"I'll go up to find Xiaowei." The middle-aged man snatched the gun from Brother Yan, and greeted other men from families who lost relatives, "Come on, let's go up to pick up the children and go home."

"Uncle!" Brother Yan opened his arms to stop these people, "There is an SSR on it, and countless SS, S and A-level zombies surround the square like a tsunami, and they will die if they go up!"

Of course those men knew that what Brother Yan said was true.

After standing there for a long time, those people gritted their teeth angrily, rushed over and pulled the pregnant woman away.

The middle-aged man kicked Ling Huang's stomach, and Ling Huang groaned and curled up on the ground.

Before the stormy fists came down, Ling Huang hugged his head with both hands.

No matter how much they beat and scolded, Ling Huang didn't say a word.