Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Kibai saw his concern, “We can work together, and if there are a lot of people buying each day, the two of us alone can't be busy, Wright, and I hope to get your help. ”

Wright hesitated and finally promised, but he insisted on three parts, and Shen Mubai had to say yes.

Since that day, more and more people have come to buy cake, and Shen Woo Bai wakes up a few hours in advance each day to make it, so much can't be supplied.

In just a few days, they have a very objective income that not only solves the problem of loans, but also adds a lot to the house, even without worrying about the cost of food.

At this rate, it won't be long before Shen Wood White can make a fortune in this interstellar world by relying on cake.

But the calm and fulfilling life did not last long and was broken by those who secretly followed them.

They came back after selling the cake and found Wright's house as if it had been ransacked, and the cleaning robot was thrown out, lying on the ground a little dull and repeating that saying, "Fault... fault... fault... please repair it. ”

One foot stomped hard on it, "A broken house, nothing. ”

Weird things were tattooed on each other. People were tall enough to know they were looking for trouble. Especially those eyes. They revealed a little fierceness. They looked particularly bad.

And behind him, a few people who stood and tattooed the same thing.

Although Wright was angry, these high-minded men made him unconscious, so he bit his lip and shook his voice, “Gentlemen, you are trespassing. ”

The guys looked at each other and laughed, “Did you hear that? What he said, breaking and entering, man, we're a crime. ”

“Hahaha, little guy, then go get those security robots to come get us.” One of them looked ridiculous.

Wright blushed and couldn't speak.

This is how planet Doma has always been, and they, the people who live at the bottom, will never receive the fairest treatment.

“What do you want?” Suddenly, one hand pulled White behind him.

Shen Mubai stood in front of each other and looked at the humanities.

“Hand over your methods of making cakes.” As the leader spoke, he shook the star coin he had scratched, and the roaring noise also felt heavy, leaving greedy and enthusiastic colors in their eyes.

A few people didn't see this good-looking young man in their eyes, just a guy with C mental strength, and that black haired kid around him was just D mental strength.

Shen Mubai said quietly, “We are just ordinary civilians, only because an adult with a mental strength of A is not convenient to come out to us. ”

When she said this, her face did not panic, even her eyes did not escape.

A few people had to have some hesitation and some consternation.

They searched the house, they didn't find anything special, and the house was shattered, with little value, even the cleaning robot was the most ordinary. If what they say is true, aren't they going to offend a big man?

This is the world, where the strong are honored and spiritual strength is only one level short, but strength is very different.