Quick Transmigration: Rescuing the Blackened Male Lead

It's in a toolbox in the factory.

When Ma Changwei searched for a mouse, he saw it.

Zhang Jiajia's body was twisted inside, her eyes widened and her face was horrified.

Everyone didn't dare look too much, their faces were extremely ugly.

Because they knew very well that each had an alibi.

So what's the only explanation?

Zhang Jiajia ran in by herself?

No, that toolbox doesn't fit an adult at all, but the facts are in front of it.

It's just physical distortion doesn't look good, and it doesn't look like it was stuck.

Never before have people had a moment like now, all hairy and creepy, chilly.

Cao Qin Hua and Zhang Jiajia's death is too strange. None of them can be sure that the next one will be themselves.

Fear began to invade everyone's heart, and Ma Changwei shook his hand and immediately made a decision, "Get out of here now. ”

They went out of the factory and started running in one of those directions.

Half-day walk, a few people are thirsty and hungry, can only fill something with hunger, then keep moving forward.

Shen wood white spirit tired, black cat's body cleverly followed her, ears occasionally slightly shaken, looks like playing in his garden.

“We have to find a place to stay before dark.” Ma Changwei gasped, her yellow face looked thin and full of wolves.

Why is it so tragic to have a white face, dry mouth, sit there slightly faint, and not know what to think.

When he remembered that there was some water in his backpack, he was just about to walk over and was dragged on his feet.

She lowered her head, the black cat bit her pants and her golden yellow vertical eyes stared at her, unusually deep.

Stunning, Shenmu pulled away, she walked one step, the black cat bit the heel of the pants one step closer.

The last thing you have to do is do it.

After a short break, they went on to get up and find a place to stay.

The sky was stained with grey mask, several people were suddenly happy, and the roadblock gradually decreased.

Qian Weidong walked ahead and couldn't help but get a little excited and say, "Here we go. We found...”

The voice stopped, his face didn't have time to show a happy smile, and the chill swelled behind him, and the whole person stood still.

After him, Ma Changwei followed his gaze, his face trembled and his pupils narrowed.

Shen Mubai pulled a clear hand, saw several people standing still, asked, "What's wrong? ”

He crossed his face, pale face like a ghost, softly said, “We're back. ”

Shen Ki's white eyebrows jumped and glanced up to understand what he meant when he said he was back.

Seeing just ahead, the old factory appeared in front of them, silently awaiting the arrival of several people under the gray sky, as if it were an ambushing ghost.

Ma Changwei took the lead in squatting down sharply, grabbing her hair, looking desperate and painful, "What exactly does she want to do? ”

Shen Kibai looked over and walked over to him, "Uncle Ma, is that Li Xin? ”

Ma Changwei trembled and covered her entire face without answering her words.

Qian Dongwei licked the skin of the lips and didn't look too good, "What now? ”

Qingqing hugged her cloth doll and squatted quietly on the ground, shrinking her body.

“Go inside.” Shen Kibai said, "If it's really a ghost, we can talk to her. ”