Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

For Xiaoying, even if a man like Brother Yan, who looks tall and strong, brings two shotguns, he is not afraid, he just wants to abide by what he promised Ling Huang.

Hearing that Brother Yan didn't carry a weapon, Xiaoying nodded happily, "Yes!"

"Brother Yan, hide the pistol in the inner bag." The subordinates went upstairs to pick up Brother Yan's other firearms, and put the little brother Sai Yan in his hand, "It's better to be careful, the SSR moves fast and has great strength, it doesn't take three seconds to kill a person." arrive."

"Waiting for me to order it." Brother Yan put the small gun in the inner pocket of the camouflage uniform, and handed over all other things to his subordinates.

He thought about the spore bullet in his trouser pocket, but didn't take it out.

Xiaoying squatted on the top of the water tank on the roof, condescendingly watching Brother Yan walk up step by step with his hands raised.

"I didn't bring a weapon." Brother Yan walked around slowly diagonally below Xiaoying, "Look, I'm very sincere."

"You don't have to be responsible for my brother." Xiaoying directly cut to the point, "I sent my brother to you in the first place, and now I want to pick him up, why do you need to be responsible?"

Brother Yan slowly put down his hands, and asked with a smile, "I want to take the cigarettes and lighter from my pocket, is that okay?"

Xiaoying nodded, "Whatever you want."

Brother Yan didn't play any tricks, he took the cigarette, lit it, put the things back in his pocket and smoked.

He also raised his head and looked at Xiaoying carefully in the morning light.

If this thing is covered with a layer of skin, it should be a handsome guy. After all, whether a person is good-looking is not in the skin.

Pity.

"What are you looking at?" Xiaoying didn't enjoy being stared at by him, "I'm talking to you, you don't have to be responsible to my brother, I will."

"You?" Although Brother Yan was contemptuous in his heart, he maintained a kind smile on his face, "Aren't you only 7 years old?"

"Well... so what's the matter?" Xiaoying retorted without confidence, "I can protect my brother even at a young age, and I can fight very well."

Brother Yan took another drag on his cigarette and smiled silently.

The previous time when Ling Huang was repairing the iron net in the plaza, Brother Yan saw Xiaoying, and the SSR still looked vicious and vigilant.

Goodbye today, but this zombie stopped on a high place like a person and patiently chatted with brother Yan back and forth.

"You really miss Ling Huang, don't you?" Brother Yan felt that he had to find out what the relationship between Xiaoying and Ling Huang was.

Although Xiaoying is a zombie with a mental age of seven years old, she can't bear the body of a grown man.

Brother Yan is too clear about what's going on with men, he really has some impulsiveness, mental age is nothing, it can't be an obstacle to making mistakes in the slightest.

"Of course I want to." Xiaoying said, "That's why I asked you to tell my brother to come out and see me."

"He has something to do these few days." Brother Yan wanted to simply fool the past, he definitely couldn't say that Ling Huang was locked up by him.

"What's the matter?" Xiaoying asked, "No matter what it is, as long as you tell him that I will look for him, he will definitely come to see me."

"...He's not feeling well. He's being treated in the base. You know he's relatively weak, right." Brother Yan said.

Xiaoying became anxious when she heard this, "Is it sick? What is it? Is it serious?"

"Cold, fever, not serious, just lack of strength, need infusion, anti-inflammatory drugs, can't just come out, there are viruses outside."

Xiaoying thought for a while, "I don't quite believe your words."

"Hi." Brother Yan laughed out loud, threw the finished cigarette under his feet and stamped it out, "I went out to see him, and he asked me to bring you a message."

"What are you talking about?" Xiaoying jumped down from the water tank and stood in front of Brother Yan.

"He said he asked you to put together the puzzle, and then you can get what you want." Brother Yan carefully looked into Xiaoying's eyes, trying to see what kind of agreement the so-called wish come true.

Xiaoying was stunned for a while, and after thinking about it for herself, her eyes lit up, "Ah, I see, then tell my brother for me, I will listen to him."

After finishing speaking, he didn't plan to meet again, turned his head and squatted down on the edge of the roof, ready to jump to another building.

"Hey!" Brother Yan hasn't figured out the doubt in his heart yet.

"Huh?" Xiaoying turned around.

"I'm still worried. At least let me know how much you know him. Otherwise, I won't dare to give him to you when he recovers. In case you don't know each other deeply, there will be conflicts in the future." Yan Brother purposely made his words very ambiguous, as if Ling Huang already had some relationship with Xiaoying.

Xiaoying couldn't understand the meaning of these words, but felt that Brother Yan was very annoying, and glared at him, "Then how can I prove that I know my brother well enough not to have conflicts with him?"

"He has a mole on his back, where does it grow?" Brother Yan asked.

Although Brother Yan once broke in to save someone after Ling Huang vomited blood and passed out in the bath, he was too hasty at that time, and he didn't know if Ling Huang had a mole on his back.

This is a scam.

"Brother doesn't have a mole on his back." Xiaoying didn't even think about it, she pointed at the corner of her right eye, "Brother has one here."

Then he pointed to the inner part of his left thigh, "And here's one, I didn't look carefully at the others."

Brother Yan narrowed his eyes instantly.

MD, the two of them really had an affair.

"I know my brother better than you." Xiaoying also came to a conclusion that made him happy, "So when my brother recovers from his illness, you must hand him over to me, because I know better than you, so I can treat him better than you Responsible."

"But you're just a zombie." Brother Yan sighed, took out a calcified spore bullet from his trouser pocket and rubbed it in his hand.

"What do you mean?" Xiaoying felt the anger of being provoked, "Are you refusing to give me my brother?"

"Of course not, hey, he asked me to hand it over to you." Brother Yan threw the bullet over.

Xiaoying reached out to catch the bullet, and took a closer look, "What do you want me to do with the bullet?"

"There may be some mechanism, maybe there is a small note hidden in it, there are always some words that I can't bring you, the little secret between you, whisper..." Brother Yan folded his arms, "He has I miss you so much... Maybe write a note and put it in it for you, lest I see it, pretend it is serious."

Xiaoying's heart is tickled by brother Yan's guess.

Click to pinch the bullet apart, but only black gunpowder and some off-white powder spilled out of it.

Xiaoying poured all these powders into the palm of her hand, and searched for a long time, "There is no note! You lied to me!"

Brother Yan shrugged, "I don't know, anyway, he asked me to give it to you. I guess there is something in it, but who knows there is nothing in it."

"..." Xiaoying reassembled the bullet and the barrel, and took a closer look, "Maybe it's for me to wear it as a bullet necklace."

"Oh, it's also possible. There are many necklaces of this kind. I have two around my neck. They look pretty." Brother Yan smiled and pulled out his own necklace from the neckline to show off.

"Take good care of my brother. Next time I come, I will bring a few boxes of supplies to thank you." Xiaoying said, "I can find a lot of medicines and bullets for guns like yours."

"It's easy to talk about." Brother Yan nodded happily, "Then let's see you next time~"