Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

What Ling Huang gambled was not to convince Brother Yan that the two of them had a two-way relationship and liked each other.

In fact, Ling Huang didn't prepare at all, and didn't even bother to perform "like".

He bet that whoever gets emotional first loses first, and he bet that as long as he hung on Brother Yan's appetite and poured him a little drug soup every day, Brother Yan would be more and more unable to refuse Ling Huang's request.

Another week later, when Ling Huang waited for Brother Yan to come over, he took the initiative to wrap his arms around the man's neck.

"It's been half a month." He said dissatisfiedly, "I haven't gone out in this room for a minute, I'm going to suffocate to death, if you don't take me out today, I'll be next moment, next minute, no, next time In a second, I will die in front of you."

Brother Yan was both happy and troubled by Ling Huang's petty temper recently. He couldn't bear to get angry with the person who acted like a baby with him, so he hugged Ling Huang and sat on the sofa together, smiling and coaxing gently, "It's not a good day outside today. It's windy, I just went out to see that the skinny zombies outside the square were blown by the wind and ran around the square several times."

Ling Huang smiled and gave him a white look, "Then it must be a tornado blowing outside, with circles."

"Yeah, what a big tornado, you were blown away by the wind as soon as you went out, so thin." Speaking of this, Brother Yan squeezed Ling Huang's waist.

Lowering his eyelashes, Ling Huang hid the disgust and hatred in his eyes.

"I'll show you something nice." Brother Yan took out a magazine from his pocket.

Ling Huang looked at the clip, and pressed his fingers on it, "Why is there a bullet missing?"

"Don't press it randomly, there are calcified spores in it. When you touch your body, the spores will adhere and grow all over your body. The secreted mucus penetrates from your skin and slowly you will be calcified into a stone." Yan Yan Brother said.

"...Is this a newly researched bullet?" Ling Huang became nervous, "Where did the missing one go?"

"The missing one, I just went out and shot an A-level zombie. After a while, I went out to pick up the calcified corpse. If I can find it, it proves that this bullet is good." Brother Yan pushed the magazine into Ling Huang's arms. Pushed, "There are so many precious bullets in total. I used one and I will give you the rest. You can keep them for me."

Ling Huang felt a little relieved when he mentioned it, but he was still suspicious, "Why did you leave it to me for safekeeping?"

"What do you think?" Brother Yan patted Ling Huang's forehead lightly, "Little thing, your brain is so smart, you still can't think of what I mean?"

"You..." Ling Huang suddenly became excited, grabbed Brother Yan's hand and squeezed it, "You are going to take me out, aren't you?"

"Yeah." Brother Yan nodded with a smile, "The wind is blowing endlessly outside, you have to wait patiently for a few more days, when the wind stops, you can accompany me to an ammunition depot in the north of the city to see if I can find ammunition supplies."

"Okay." Ling Huang smiled sincerely after a long absence, and quickly removed the remaining bullets from the magazine and put them in his pocket, "I will hold the bullets, but you can take the magazines away. If you let me go, I can only smash them with it." For walnuts."

"Are you going to take the bullet with you?" Brother Yan raised his eyebrows.

"You said that this is a good thing and a treasure. Since you gave it to me, I will definitely take it with you and keep it safe for you." Ling Huang patted the bullet pocket, "When you need to use it, I will return it to you untouched."

But I was actually thinking in my heart: such dangerous bullets must be counted and carried with me, and they cannot be handed over easily.

Lest they use this thing to hit SSR on a whim one day, no matter whether it is intentional or accidentally hurt Xiaoying, Ling Huang never wants to see it.

Brother Yan looked at Ling Huang's pocket for a while, "Take it with you, I may randomly check it, and if you can't get the bullet when I ask you, you just don't care about what I gave you, I will But it will be sad."

"I won't give you a chance to be sad." Brother Ling Huang Shunyan continued to think, "I will definitely be able to take it out anytime and anywhere to prove that I have properly kept the things you gave me."

The atmosphere was just right, Brother Yan hooked his hands together, "Come and sit on my lap, let me hug you for a while."

Ling Huang pursed his lips, and ran to the bathroom door with a smile, "I'll give you a good hug when you take me out."

"You want to take a bath?" Brother Yan didn't hesitate and changed the subject.

"I'm living my days and nights upside down now. I'm going to bed after taking a shower. If you have something to do, go and do it. Don't worry about me." Ling Huang said.

"Well, there is indeed something wrong." Brother Yan stood up.

Seeing the man go straight to the door, Ling Huang felt that he had given too little sweetness to Brother Yan today, fearing that the effect of the medicine would fade, so he let out a "hey".

"Huh?" Brother Yan looked at him.

Ling Huang quickly ran in front of Brother Yan and hugged him around the waist.

When Brother Yan wanted to turn his back on the guest and wanted to hug him for more intimacy, Ling Huang ran away quickly, rushed into the bathroom and locked the door behind him.

Brother Yan kept his arms halfway through, squinted his eyes and smiled coldly at the bathroom door.

You are here to fight with me and the snake, but you don't know that your so-called zombie friend, your good brother, has turned into a stone sculpture on the roof outside.

When Brother Yan took people to move Xiaoying to the roof, Xiaoying's limbs were all calcified and hardened.

But the senses he should have are still there, the lower lip is calcified, the upper lip can still open and close, and Uriwu can still make a voice.

"Where's my brother?" Xiaoying asked Ling Huang as soon as she opened her mouth.

"Your brother doesn't want you anymore." Brother Yan lit up a cigarette, didn't rush to move Xiaoying, but jumped on the top of the water tank, squatting side by side with Xiaoying in the same movement.

"What did you do to my brother?" Xiaoying's voice was hoarse.

Two days ago, his feet started to calcify when he squatted here, and he could not move his legs for several hours while watching the memorial square.

For the past two days, he maintained the same movement, still watching, hoping to see his brother.

After thinking about it, even if my brother has a fever and a cold, he should be fine, at least he should be able to come out and have a look, right?

It must have been an accident.

This brother Yan must have done something to his brother, his brother must be in danger now.

Xiaoying thought of this and wanted to save her brother, but he couldn't move for a long time, and he couldn't protect himself.

"I don't care about him." Brother Yan rubbed his fingers with medical gloves on the sticky mycelium growing from the calcified spores all over Xiaoying's face, retracted his hand and twisted it, "You know why you changed into stone?"

"... son, that bullet." Xiaoying was just innocent, he was not stupid, the most suspicious thing he had touched a while ago was that bullet.

"That bullet, it was indeed Ling Huang who asked me to bring it to you so that you could open it and get in touch with the calcified spores inside." Brother Yan calmly took a puff on his cigarette and exhaled gray smoke.

"No, it won't!" Xiaoying suddenly shouted hoarsely, her body, half of which had turned into stone, shook violently, "Brother, you won't harm me!"

"Has he ever asked you how zombies advanced?" Brother Yan squinted his eyes and looked towards the base. "Advancing to SSR can restore memory, emotion, and intelligence, which is equivalent to resurrecting from the dead. Ling Huang also has relatives, he It’s just using you to find a way to revive your loved ones from you.”

"No!! No!!!" Xiaoying struggled fiercely, "You lied to me!!! You lied to me!!!"