Quick Transmigration: The Villain's Whitewashing Strategy

Running out of more than a dozen streets in one breath, Ling Huang found a small space separated by a broken wooden box in the dead and silent old factory building to put the girl down.

After listening carefully for a few minutes, there was no sound.

Guessing that Li Zheng had been thrown away and no one was following him, Ling Huang straightened up and stretched his muscles a little.

About half an hour later, when the moonlight shone through the holed roof of the old factory building, the girl leaning on the broken wooden box moved.

Ling Huang immediately went over to cover her mouth and nose, and pressed her hands, "Shh - don't shout, don't move, I won't hurt you."

The girl stared at Ling Huang's face with frightened and wide eyes for a full 30 seconds before she blinked and nodded slightly.

Trying to let go of the girl, seeing that she really didn't intend to move, Ling Huang backed away a little and squatted beside her.

The girl in her early twenties was supposed to be arranging her clothes, so Ling Huang looked away.

When the rustling sound stopped, the girl asked softly, "You saved me?"

"...No." Ling Huang turned to look at her, "It's Li Zheng."

"I...I saw Li Zheng...he knocked me out..." The girl bit her lip and moved closer to grab Ling Huang's arm, "Thank you for saving me, if I fell into Li Zheng's hands, he would definitely Sell ​​me to the black market for something."

"Then you know I won't sell you?" Ling Huang pushed the girl's hand away a little funny, "Okay, your feet are swollen, try to see if you can walk?"

Holding the broken wooden box, the girl stood up and tried to take a step, and hissed in pain, "No, I can't walk, my ankle is sprained."

Ling Huang stood up and bowed his back to the girl, "You lead the way, and I will take you back."

"What's so funny about that?"

"Hurry up!" Ling Huang turned his head and frowned at her, "I won't care about you until someone finds you!"

The girl gritted her teeth and lay on top of Ling Huang.

When Ling Huang ran to the factory area with her on his back, the girl pointed in a direction, "Go over there, it's a three-way zone, and there are very few people patrolling at night."

Before he started to run, Ling Huang secretly checked the information.

The original owner had been to the so-called three-way zone, and the road pointed by the girl was indeed relatively safe.

"My boyfriend was injured, the wound was very inflamed, and he had a high fever." The girl whispered in Ling Huang's ear, "I went out to look for medicine last night, but I was accidentally caught by a cobra. They are all bad people. I thought I Can't survive. Thank you very much."

"...You're welcome." Ling Huang lifted the girl up, "Hold me tight, I'm about to climb over the wall."

"Yeah. There is a nail board on the ground behind the wall. If you flip over it, you have to jump one meter away. There are no nails."

Ling Huang nodded, jumped up, grabbed onto the top of the wall and turned over to cross the wall. With a push with his arm, he jumped more than one meter and landed easily.

The place where the girl lives is a basement where the entrance is covered by weeds.

Ling Huang put the person down, and seeing her push the turf to open the wooden boards below, he felt that he had nothing to do.

"Hey wait!" The girl hurriedly stretched out her hand and grabbed Ling Huang, "I heard your stomach growling so much along the way, I have something to eat, you can eat something before leaving, or my boyfriend will definitely scold me Conscience."

Ling Huang rubbed his stomach.

"You..." The girl paused, then smiled at Ling Huang, "You are my savior."

Ling Huang's stomach growled again, Li Zheng's expired bread was digested too quickly, he removed his hand from his stomach, and decided not to make trouble with the food.

Following the girl down to the basement, Ling Huang pulled two ropes from the inside as the girl said, and re-paved the turf outside.