Quick Transmigration: The villains don't follow the routine!

The housekeeper also smiled gently at the end, but a trace of weirdness was gradually revealed on that old face.

Said softly: "Because this teaches children, never trust others too much."

"Even if it's someone you're familiar with, it's possible... that one day, in the blink of an eye, they will turn horrifying and bite you back."

As he said that, Song Le saw the kind-hearted old housekeeper in front of him, his face became blurred and gloomy, and then he fell into a drowsy darkness.

……

Waking up again, Song Le only felt a splitting headache.

She opened her eyes, but there was a cloth strip in front of her eyes. She opened her mouth, and the cloth was tied around her mouth.

Song Le frowned and gritted his teeth.

After waking up a little bit, I realized that my hands were tied behind my back, and so were my feet.

At worst, she seems to have been stuffed into a small black box and is now being driven with no idea where she is going.

The box was wobbly, hard and narrow, and she curled up in it, bumping her head or cheek from time to time.

Extremely distressed.

Song Le gritted his teeth more and more.

Finally, another sudden stop, Song Le, whose hands and feet were tied, couldn't even maintain his basic balance, slammed into the corner of the box, and passed out again.

Drowsy, hungry and thirsty, Song Le woke up and passed out, passed out and woke up again, and I don't know how long it would take.

……

"Sir, someone brought it." An unfamiliar man's voice.

Song Le was still trapped in that pitch-black box, and now he was suffering from a headache and nausea, trying his best to hear the indistinct voice.

The voice is very young, not the old butler.

Song Le frowned, trying to resist dizziness, put her ears on the box, and continued to eavesdrop.

"Are you sure you didn't make a mistake?"

"Yes, I'm sure it's the girl that Master Shi Zhuo protected last time."

"What young master? Is that bastard worthy?!" Hearing the respectful reply, the 'Mr.

A moment of silence.

Song Le gritted his teeth.

That angry voice is especially familiar...

"Go! Get that woman out!" It was another impatient order.

Song Le gritted his teeth tighter and tighter, this person is indeed Shi Zhuo's 'second uncle' that day.

Reminiscent of the man's jealous eyes that day, she felt uneasy.

"Yes, sir." The man replied respectfully.

Then the footsteps of da, da were getting closer and closer to the box, Song Le tensed up all over, and finally waited until the footsteps stopped at the mouth of the box.

With a creak, the wooden box was opened.

A little light fell in, and Song Le's heart was beating fast, as if his blood was about to flow backwards.

The moment the man's hand touched her, he couldn't suppress it anymore, and let out a heavy moan in resistance.

Even though he knew it was useless, the instinctive resistance made Song Le shrink back.

Without hesitation, the man stretched out his hand a little more, lifted her straight up, carried her on his shoulder and walked back.

Song Le couldn't see anything, and rejected such physical contact to the extreme, but the arms and thighs that were tied behind his back were firmly suppressed by the man, and he could hardly move.

The strange man put her on the ground, and his movements were unconsciously much gentler than the roughness of carrying a chicken before.

Song Le clenched his hands behind his back, and was about to open the mall to buy something that could solve the current predicament, but he was told mercilessly that in the plane of the Seven Deadly Sins, the mall does not open life-saving skills for the time being.

Song Le: "..."

So he could only grit his teeth, the 'second uncle' seemed to scrutinize her for a while, and then calmed down a little: "That's right."

"It's not in vain that I put that old guy next to that bastard for many years, and finally it can start to work." He said triumphantly and viciously.