Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Ling Huang immediately turned around following the sound, and saw a dark red color rushing from the broken iron net, and it was in front of him in an instant.

Although there is no skin, the curvature of the guy's facial muscles and the corners of his mouth look so happy.

"Brother!" Xiaoying chuckled, "I've finally waited for you, why haven't you come out to play with me for so long?"

Seeing Xiaoying again, Ling Huang didn't feel scared anymore.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain, but he couldn't really tell Xiao Yingting about his suffering during these days.

Pulling the corners of his lips and trying to smile, i Linghuang said lightly, "Look at the situation outside, I will hide with others first, and come out when it is safer."

"That's right." Xiaoying was immediately convinced.

He was still wearing the frock coat he took off from the corpse before, and he took out a few small yellow fruits from his pocket, "Hey, brother, I picked this a few days ago, it's sweet and sour. It's delicious."

"It's so delicious, you can eat it yourself." Ling Huang hesitated for a moment, endured the resistance in his heart, and pushed Xiaoying's skinless hand.

"I ate it!" Xiaoying hurriedly brought over some fruit, "And my brother must know that Sangsang only likes to eat raw meat and nothing else, so I just tasted it and felt that my brother would like it, so I kept it of."

As he said that, he also used the thumb and forefinger of the other hand to pinch a fruit and brought it to Ling Huang's mouth, "Brother, eat it, Xiaoying is really not greedy for fruit."

Ling Huang looked at the two fingers and opened his mouth with difficulty.

Xiaoying gently stuffed the fruit into Ling Huang's mouth, staring at Ling Huang expectantly, "Is it sweet and sour?"

After biting into it, it was really sweet and sour. The fragrance of the fruit spread to the limbs and bones along with the breath, which made Ling Huang's head and melon seeds, which had been confused for a long time, become much clearer.

"It's delicious." Ling Huang chewed harder, "It's really delicious, give me another one."

Xiaoying laughed and put another fruit into Ling Huang's mouth, and then put the whole bag of fruit into Ling Huang's pocket.

"Uh, why are you wearing this kind of clothes?" Xiaoying realized something was wrong before her hands left the pocket of Ling Huang's hospital gown, "Brother, are you sick?"

"No." Ling Huang shook his head, raised his legs and walked towards the broken iron net, "There is a lack of supplies in the base, so I just put on a random set first, it's very clean."

"It's not very clean either." Xiaoying came over and rubbed the blood on Ling Huang's lapel with her fingers, "Is this someone else's clothes? They are all dirty."

It was Ling Huang's own blood. Just now, when he was about to leave the base, he was pushed down and his stomach was pressed against the toolbox, so he vomited out such a little red again.

"Why is it still wet?" Xiaoying withdrew her hand and sniffed, "How could it come out with blood? They..."

Xiaoying looked around warily.

There are already four or five A-level zombies not too far away, sniffing around strangely, looking for the source and direction of this little blood.

"I can't do it unless I come out." Ling Huang had no choice but to put down the toolbox and find a pair of scissors to cut off the blood stain.

Before he could bend down to put the box, Xiaoying grabbed the corner of the clothes with both hands and tore it off with a bang, ran out of the memorial square with a swish, threw the piece of fabric away, and then ran back with a bang.

Those A-level zombies smelled the smell and wandered outside the iron net.

Xiaoying squatted down and grabbed Ling Huang's ankle to startle him, "What are you doing?"

"I don't wear shoes either." Xiaoying muttered, "I just ran outside and picked up two shoes from the ground, try them on."

Sure enough, they were picked up. The two shoes are different, one sports shoe and the other slippers.

But Ling Huang felt warm in his heart. He even forgot that he was still barefoot, but Xiaoying found out carefully and even helped him find shoes.

When they came to the barbed wire, Xiaoying helped Ling Huang scrape the thorny barbed wire.

Ling Huang took out the thick iron wire for repairing from the toolbox, tied it to the iron net, and fixed it with a little bit of bending with pliers, winding it round and round.

"Brother, be careful, don't hurt your hands." Xiaoying has already told her this three or four times.

He took out a fruit from his pocket and chewed it in his mouth, Ling Huang smiled at Xiaoying, "Yeah."

[Miss assistant, how long are you going to be passive and sabotage? ] Ling Huang Xinyu, [Li Ying's goodwill value must let me know, right? ]

[Target: Li Ying, current goodwill value: 10. 】

It happened that Xiaoying took a roll of new wire from the toolbox and handed it to Ling Huang.

They met for a while, and Ling Huang smiled gently at Xiaoying for a long time.

"Well, brother, why are you looking at me like that?" Xiaoying seemed a little embarrassed.

"I think you are rare." Ling Huang took the wire and continued the work in hand, "He is obviously a zombie, but he is so pure and kind."

"It's...not very pure and kind." Xiaoying lowered her voice, "It was only after I evolved to SSR that I realized that I could no longer harm people. Before that, I had no intelligence, and I did a lot of irreparable things."

"7-year-old talking so maturely?" Ling Huang didn't want to make the topic heavy, "I'm not as deep as you."

"Then my experience is different from yours." Xiaoying glanced at Ling Huang dissatisfied, "Really, you have never bitten or gnawed anyone..."

"Okay, okay." Ling Huang took out a fruit and stuffed it into Xiaoying's mouth, "It's a good mood to eat sweets, eat it quickly."

Xiao Yingle chewed the fruit, chewed and chewed, and said inexplicably: "I will do the funeral alone, and my brother must not change the funeral."

【A person, I am at least clean and tidy. If I am down, I will be down.Get ready, sing! 】

Ling Huang sighed and sang the lyrics again.

[Ding dong, reward 1 point, current points: 207. 】

"Brother sings so well!" Xiaoying looked at Ling Huang very appreciatively and focused, "Can you sing the whole song for me?"

This is a popular song, and Ling Huang can sing it. He just wanted to change the atmosphere, so he hummed and sang it.

Xiaoying was helping Ling Huang repair the iron grid, shaking her head and listening, followed by moaning.

After Ling Huang sang, Xiaoying changed the lyrics.

"It's midnight, hungry Sangsang haunts here, looking for living people to eat..." Xiaoying laughed when he sang, "Hey, what's the name of this song?"

"Release." Ling Huang said.

"Remember, I want to learn to sing." Xiaoying clapped her hands, "I have a guitar, I want to play it and sing."

"You can also play the guitar?" Ling Huang was stunned, "Wow, that's amazing, you should give me a performance if you have the chance."

"Okay, we've made a deal!" Xiaoying stretched out her little finger.

Ling Huang hooked his hands with him, "It's a deal."

In fact, Brother Yan was worried that Ling Huang was outside alone. He waited until it was almost dark, so he came up from the ground with a few men carrying guns.

A few people stood by the isolation door and watched Ling Huang talking and laughing happily with an SSR.

Sangsang also took something out of Ling Huang's pocket to eat.

Ling Huang made a gesture to grab him, and then the two made a fuss, laughing into Brother Yan's ears.

"Brother Yan, just an SSR, do you want to..." A subordinate raised his gun and prepared to aim at the zombie.

"The isolation net hasn't been repaired yet, don't take risks, if the SSR shouts, countless zombies will rush to support." Brother Yan pressed the muzzle of his subordinates.

His squinted eyes were fixed on the zombie's hand on Ling Huang's shoulder.