A Self-Rescue Guide for Thousands of Suspects [Quick Transmigration]

"I'm sorry, Brother Yao, my girlfriend is in the hospital, I have to stay with her, and you have to take over for me tonight."

The quality of the earphones is really worrying, Xiao Chong's voice is a bit distorted by the radio waves, Yao Zhibei unplugs the earphones, and sticks the phone receiver to his face.

"It's okay, just take it if you have the money." Yao Zhibei responded, and stuffed the earphones into the satchel casually. He checked the time, and it was still early before the shift change. He might go there before seven o'clock, so maybe he can still have dinner.

After hanging up the phone, Yao Zhibei just stepped out of the campus, turned a corner, and turned into the alley behind. There is a small road here, which can reach the milk tea shop faster.

As soon as he entered the alley, Yao Zhibei felt something was wrong.

He looked away from the phone and looked up, his face suddenly turned cold.

The three people in front of them looked hostile at first glance, leaning against the wall of the alley, one of them was still smoking a cigarette, and the other two were squatting on the ground with dyed yellow hair, but without exception, they entered this alley in the north of Yao Zhi When we were in the alley, they all looked at him together, sweeping across his face as if confirming.

One of the yellow hairs asked, "Is that him?"

The answer with a cigarette in his mouth: "It is he who is right."

Is it a debt collector?

Yao Zhibei subconsciously thought, but the money for this month had already been wired at noon, so he wouldn't be blocking him for money at this time...

"Student." The one with the cigarette came up, with a very street demeanor, "How about lending me some money?"

Really want money?

Yao Zhibei's expression didn't change, and his footsteps didn't stop, the man with the cigarette saw that he looked so bad, suddenly got a little angry, stepped forward, and blocked Yao Zhibei's path.

The punk smoking a cigarette: ...

I rely on!This guy is taller than me!Why didn't that boy Wang Tong say this!

The man holding the cigarette was invisibly overwhelmed by Yao Zhibei, comforting himself in his heart, don't panic, there are at least three of us here, no matter how tall this kid looks, he can't pick three...

Yao Zhibei frowned slightly: "No money, get out of the way."

The yellow-haired man behind him didn't feel Yao Zhibei's oppression at close range like the one with the cigarette in his mouth. He was shocked by his tone and said angrily, "What are you pretending for me here? Didn't you come from Haicheng privately?" Money? Are you telling me a joke!"

"Step aside."

The calm tone made Huang Mao feel unprecedentedly provocative, and he didn't care what Wang Tong said, whether he was hurt or not, went up and grabbed Yao Zhibei's shoulder bag, and yanked it——

A pile of books and exercise books fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

Yao Zhibei saw that the bag that had just been sewn not long ago was torn apart again, and even a big hole was torn at the place where the strap was connected, his complexion was as cold as in mid-winter.

Yao Zhibei raised the corners of his eyes: "Want money?"

Yao Zhibei stared at the man holding the cigarette, and he said angrily, "What? Why don't you give it to me? Don't give a toast or eat it!"

"Yes, of course." Yao Zhibei knelt down and stuffed the book back into the satchel seemingly docilely, then put the book in a corner, stood up and said, "Come here, I'll give it to you."

……

While walking on the sidewalk, Feng Ye checked with 001 about Yao Zhibei's situation.

001 said: "There is already a fight over there, Colonel, don't you hurry up?"

"No rush." ​​Feng Ye looked at the alley not far away, "Isn't it coming soon? Besides, I believe Yao Zhibei will beat them."

If you have fought, you can definitely fight, but Feng Ye never thought of such a tragic scene.

The alley was very narrow, which made it easier for Yao Zhibei to move. If he was surrounded by three people, it would be more troublesome, so he only solved it a little bit, and didn't use the murderous hands like the original fight.

A few years ago, he was duped for debts, and the people he hired were much more difficult to deal with than these ordinary gangsters, so Yao Zhibei was still able to handle these three people with ease.

Before Feng Ye turned into the alley, he saw three people lying on the ground outside. They were all found by Wang Tong. He didn't recognize them. Know what's being said.When the three saw someone coming, they supported each other to leave, Yao Zhibei ignored him, and looked at his satchel with his head down.

Feng Ye saw Yao Zhibei who was squatting in the middle and packing his satchel at a glance, the corners of his eyes twitched, didn't he say don't take the initiative to hurt others, why did the person Wang Tong find tear apart other people's schoolbags.

At this time, Feng Ye hadn't realized how double-standard he was, but felt a little guilty in his heart, guilty of the shoulder bag strap that was broken twice because of him.

Yao Zhibei seemed to realize that someone was coming, and thought he was here to find fault again. When he raised his eyes, he saw the guy who was forced to sit at the same table, standing at the entrance of the alley, looking at him with a stupid face, not knowing what was going on in his heart. what to think.

"Yao Zhibei, you..." Why did you get troubled by someone?

The second half of the sentence was too much against his will, Feng Ye couldn't say it, anyway, he didn't want to hide it, so he confessed in a different way, "Why didn't you wait for me to save you, and knocked down these people?"

Yao Zhibei: "..."

Feng Ye pretended to complain: "You are like this, I have no sense of accomplishment! And my hero has not saved the beauty yet, how can you be my friend?"

Yao Zhibei: "..." Although he didn't know what this guy was thinking, it must be something bad.

He looked down at the broken strap in his hand, and checked the time, it was already past 10:[-], it was difficult for him to get to the milk tea shop on time within [-] minutes, and he couldn't help but get a little angry.

"I don't want to be friends with you." Yao Zhibei directly refused, "I won't continue making up lessons either."

Feng Ye stepped forward, squatted in front of Yao Zhibei, looked at the young man's slightly annoyed eyes, and knew that his plan was half successful, and the next step was to piss him off completely.

He flipped through Yao Zhibei's satchel, and began to use his familiar soft and hard foam, "Hey, you can't carry this bag anymore, let me buy you a new one, so you can be my friend?" ?”

Yao Zhibei frowned fiercely, and slapped Feng Ye's hand off, finally sullen in his voice, "No, no."

"How can you make money if you don't give me extra lessons?" Feng Ye frantically danced in the minefield, "I found out that you owe a lot of foreign debts, I'll help you pay them off, you..."

Feng Ye backed away abruptly, dodging Yao Zhibei's punching wind, thinking in his heart, it's a good thing I dodged in time, otherwise his handsome face would be disfigured.

He grabbed the satchel in front of the two with his backhand, threw it upwards, distracted Yao Zhibei's attention for a moment, and hit him on the shoulder, not very powerful, but very annoying.

Yao Zhibei threw off the satchel, twisted Feng Ye's wrist, pulled it back hard, clasped it with his backhand, put his knee on Feng Ye's belly, and pressed him to the ground, clasped his hands on top of his head, his eyes were full of frost and anger Escaping from the inside out.

Feng Ye felt a dull pain in his abdomen. He knocked his head on the ground. He was a little dazed. He wanted to pull out his hand, but he didn't. He said in shock, "001, where's my mental strength?"

The inorganic voice of the 001 system is very indifferent, "In order to prevent the host from taking actions that consume mental power and hurt yourself like in the previous world, the system has automatically restricted your mental power within a safe range, beyond the human host itself. The power will be sealed and cannot be used."

Feng Ye: "..."

Yao Zhibei noticed Feng Ye's move to break free, made a fist with five fingers, and lightly hit his elbows.

Feng Ye's hands went numb in an instant, from the back of his head to the tip of his nose was terribly sore, and his tear glands were numb for a while.

Yao Zhibei froze for a moment, the eyes of the young man in front of him turned red, his clear and transparent eyes were filled with mist, like a bright galaxy, the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose gradually turned red, like... as if he was in the Like bullying him.

The teenager spoke, his nasal voice came out, with a crying voice: "You fucking, let me go!"

Feng Ye: Don't let it go, this is the power of a man's blood!

001: "Colonel please respect yourself."

Feng Ye: "It would be great if I could turn 18 directly..."

Yao Zhibei's ears were itchy because of the aggrieved tone, and he let go of his hand a little bit. Unexpectedly, as soon as he let go, he was dragged to the ground by Feng Ye, and the other party rode on him instead. His heart moved, from his stomach to his crotch.

...It's just that there seems to be something wrong with this posture.

Feng Ye drew a ladle like a gourd, held Yao Zhibei's hands and put them on the top of his head. Yao Zhibei struggled twice, but because of the restriction of his posture, he couldn't break free.

Just when he was thinking about how to hit him back if he got punched, Feng Ye lowered his body and clung to his ear, "Oh, I really like you, making friends, isn't it really okay?"

"Do not……"

"Woooooooooooo..."

Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, his ears twitched, as if he heard something crying, he lowered his head: "Is it you crying?"

Yao Zhibei couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "What do you think?" Yao Zhibei turned his wrist, "Let go."

"Then you have to promise not to hit me."

"...I won't hit you."

Feng Ye let go of Yao Zhibei obediently, the two stood up, patted the ashes off their bodies, Feng Ye frowned, the crying in his ears was faintly louder, it wasn't an auditory hallucination.

"Which family is it?" Feng Ye narrowed his eyes, and walked in the direction of the crying, Yao Zhibei paused, picked up the satchel that had just been dropped, and followed Feng Ye.

The further you went into the alley, the louder the crying became. If he hadn't known this was a modern world, Feng Ye would have thought it was some kind of supernatural event.

Turning a corner, Feng Ye took a step back after seeing what was in front of him clearly, just in time to bump into Yao Zhibei's arms.

The tip of Yao Zhibei's nose brushed a burst of orange blossom scent, fresh like a breeze, penetrating into his nostrils everywhere, the hot body temperature of a young man was wrapped up in it, hotter than the scorching sun in Haicheng, Yao Zhibei couldn't help holding on Feng Ye's back, lest he accidentally fall down.

He raised his eyes and looked forward.

Next to the trash can in the deepest part of the alley, there stood a little girl about six or seven years old, with braids and a red skirt, holding a kitten doll in her hand, crying and wiping away her tears.The crying sounds of a child echoed continuously in the empty and narrow alley, mixed with the whining of the wind, it looked very strange.

Yao Zhibei still supported the boy's shoulder with his hand, trembling like fear came from his palm, he lowered his head and could only see the top of Feng Ye's hair.

Yao Zhibei sighed, seeing that he was about to be late for work, he stopped thinking about it and patted Feng Ye's back stiffly to express his comfort.

"Don't be afraid, it's just a little girl."