Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

“Shut up and be honest with me.” Brother Li kicked a thin man on the ground and got angry.

“Does this card have anything to do with killing Xu Manzou?” Yang Xiao took the black card path.

At this moment Wang Yueting suddenly said, “Brother Yang, can you show it to me? ”

Yang shrugged and passed the card in his hand.

Shen Mubai was thinking about what kind of sharp instrument Xu Mansoo's wound was cut with, Ji Shu seemed to know what she thought, softly, “The killer should have cut her throat before she was ready to scream, otherwise why didn't we hear anything. ”

Shen Kibai said, "You mean the murderer is the one who left Xu Mansoo unawary, but Xu Mansoo is a little weak and timid, and any one of us can get into her room. ”

Ji Shu nodded and thought, "But the thin man should be the most unlikely one to let that person stay in the room for a while. After all, Xu Mansoo would not be so stupid. ”

Shen Kibai just wanted to go on, and he heard Brother Li panicking in his ear, “Thin man, don't you fucking pretend to die, get up. ”

She looked at her and the lean man curled his body painfully on the ground. The bean-sized sweat beads fell from his forehead, and the whole person fainted as if the next second, and his mouth roared silently.

Sister Huang was also shocked by what happened suddenly.

“What's wrong with him? Are you sick? ”

“Did he have a heart attack? ”

Yang Xiao hurriedly went to check on the thin man, the other party's face became more and more painful, the blues on his forehead burst out.

“Get the rag out of his mouth.” Uncle Chung frowned, "let him speak. ”

The rag in the thin man's mouth was removed, and the whole man was as angry as he had fished out of his hand, spitting out a word of silk.

Yang Scintillated to his mouth.

The thin man opened his eyes and said, "Watch out, watch out, watch out, King...”

His body began to seep a lot of blood, slowly spreading along the floor and soaking to the soles of his flickering feet.

The scene was strange and bizarre, without even any signs, and the lean seemed to die somehow with those who disappeared without a trace.

Brother Li seemed frightened and took a step backwards, “Dead!? How did he die? ”

Shen Kibai saw this scene and couldn't help but open his eyes.

“The sickle, it's the sickle.” There was a depressed voice in his ear, Ji Shu's breath swept past him, and he sounded a little rushed, “Wang Yueting had a problem. ”

At the same time, Huang asked, “Yang, what did he say? ”

Yang Xiao raised his face, a little confused and a little confused, "He told us to be careful. ”

“Beware of who?” Huang frowned.

“Be careful with me.” The laughing sound rang from her ears. As the flesh was stabbed by the sharp instrument, Wang Yueting grabbed her hair and his sickle grew harder and harder.

Fresh red blood splattered near Uncle Chung, Huang's neck twisted, staring at the ceiling without meditation.

Ji Shu pulled down the girl beside him and fell aside.

Wang Yueting looked at them unfortunately and then looked at Uncle Chung. The moment the other pupil was ready to escape, the movement quickly followed. Her movements were flexible and agile, her flexible body was free to flip, and as she pounded, another human life passed in her hands.