Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

Shen Kibai glanced around, and the prisoners stared straight at her, some even licked her lips, revealing a disgusting smile, under her eyes | flowing and greedy.

She quickly retracted her gaze and followed closely behind the warden until the last cell stopped.

When the guard opened the door, it was obviously someone who lived in the house with a grudge. When he found the other person's back lying motionless on the bed, he relieved his breath and turned to Shenki Baiduo, “Go inside, remember, this is not someone you can provoke. If you get beaten to death, don't blame me me for not warning you. ”

After he had finished, he uncuffed Shen Mubai, then closed the iron door and locked it and turned away.

Unlike the other cells, cell 202 houses only one person, has a separate bathroom, three beds are empty, while the man is lying on the upper right flank, with a slightly messy dark hair, about a meter and nine tall, slightly curled, wearing a uniform blue prison uniform, unable to see his face.

Shen Kibai recognized that this was Heze Yu's fault. She was not sure if the other party's spleen would have the same memory of the psychiatric hospital as the previous one, so she didn't rush forward to say hello.

She laid out her household items lightly and neatly folded her washed clothes onto the bedside. She walked to the bathroom behind her and found that everything was sealed tight except for a small hole that even a mouse could not drill into.

In fact, in addition to this, there has never been a record of a prisoner escaping, because it has never returned.

There is nothing more cruel than waiting inside for a sentence to be handed down, or performing well for life to die in old age, yet in this prison there is no despair or even despair in the eyes of all, and a group of real villains, even in this place, will live like maggots of flies, in the humidity of darkness.

Shen Kibai sighed slightly. She found that it was not as good as a psychiatric hospital. At least there was freedom. Unlike here, she could only stay in one space. Most importantly, she is frightened of He Zeyu right now.

The man upstairs rolled over and revealed a familiar face.

Deep facial lines are perfect, thin lips sharp and ruthless, and there is no doubt that they are impeccable in appearance and shape.

“If you look at me one more time, your two eyeballs will be treated as wine dishes.” A low, slightly magnetic, sandy voice sounded, the man did not know when to open his eyes, slightly drooling his curtains, staring down at the ants and drawing an almost ruthless curve.

Shen Wood stunned for a moment and looked at someone familiar and strange in front of him and reacted for a moment.

This is He Zeyu, but it doesn't look like, at least it's completely different from what it looks like in a mental hospital.

If He Zeyu in the psychiatric hospital is a vicious beast who lurks to his breath and does not reveal the mountain and does not reveal the water, then this beast in front of him is like a dangerous enough breath. If you don't pay attention, he will probably tear you apart.

He was too oppressive, just a look, the kind of contempt and laziness, arrogance and disdain that didn't put you in his eyes.

Shum took a step backwards unconsciously until he hit the bed behind him, some stumbling down, stuttering and greeting, “Hello, I'm your new roommate... ”