Quick Transmigration: The Host Refuses to Save the Mission Target

Chapter 2 Landlord and Tenant (Part 2)

    930 was stunned for a moment, then screamed.

    "Host, what are you doing? Ahhhhh!!!"

    "Call the police." After pressing the last zero, Pei Song said calmly, "Fulfill the obligations of a citizen."

    930 screamed in his mind: "No! Ahhhh!!!"

    "The protagonist's stepmother has a relationship with the police station. If he is taken to the police station, he will be trapped!!"

    "Then it's none of my business." Pei Song shrugged.

    "What are you doing..." On the side, the boy saw him dial a phone and spoke in a panic. He was anxious and coughed violently again.

    He looked really embarrassed. There were several cuts on his T-shirt with a sharp knife. Blood seeped out from it and stuck to the mud, making it dirty and messy. His hair was messy, and his face, which could vaguely see his handsome face, was also gray.

    He looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, and he seemed to have just entered college. Pei Song rarely felt a little pity for the flowers of the motherland.

    He squatted down, turned the screen of his mobile phone that had dialed 110 to show this flower of the motherland, and said gently: "Don't worry, little brother, the police will be here soon." "

    You can't call the police..." The boy gritted his teeth, held his mobile phone with all his strength, and grabbed his sleeve, "Please help me find a hidden place... There are also medicine and bandages..."

    "..."

    Quite a lot of requests.

    Pei Song's gentle expression disappeared in an instant, and he glanced at his mobile phone with the end call button pressed, then pried open the boy's fingers that were holding his sleeves one by one, and stood up coldly.

    "Sorry, I'm not that free."

    You'd better die.

    -

    Two hours later.

    Pei Song sat on the sofa with his arms folded with a sour face.

    The sound of water splashing came from the bathroom, and the living room was still filled with the smell of disinfectant. The discarded bandages stained with blood were thrown into the trash can, and an open medicine box was placed on the coffee table in front of him.

    930 in the brain patted its non-existent chest with lingering fear, and said happily: "I knew that you, the host, would not stand by and watch someone die! You are worthy of being the host I chose!"

    Two hours ago, it heard the host say that, and really thought that the protagonist was going to be abandoned, but it was scared to death!

    Pei Song pulled the corner of his lip and sneered.

    If it weren't for that little bastard who kept grabbing his trouser legs to prevent him from leaving, he would not bother to deal with such trouble.

    Two hours ago-

    in the dim alley, Pei Song turned around and was about to leave after saying that.