Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 608
"Do you still want it? I still have it here."

Quan Jiu took out another pack of fried chicken flavored potato chips from the space and threw it to him.

She hoarded a lot of supplies in the last apocalyptic plane, many of which were useless. She did not expect that the system did not clear the supplies this time, and the storage space is still bound to her, but there is a "only exit but not entry" Restricted, she can only take things from inside.

"Thank you."

The man in black nodded and took the potato chips politely.

Quan Jiu looked at the man eating potato chips with a slumped face, and he could see the contrast.

There was a stone half the size of a person next to her. She wanted to move over to rest for a while, but just after taking a small step, the man in black who was eating potato chips seemed to have eyes behind his back, and he drew a gun from his waist with his left hand. With the flick of his fingers, The gun was aimed at Quan Jiu again.

Quan Jiu: "..."

Staring at the potato chips in his hand, there was an inexplicable feeling of being revenged, and she tried to wake up his conscience.

"Cannibals are soft-spoken and short-handed. If you treat me like this, will your conscience really not hurt?"

She stretched out two fingers to clamp the black muzzle of the gun, and tilted it to the side.

The man in black glanced at him indifferently, unmoved:
"No, this is something that humans only pay attention to."

Hearing the words of cutting off seats with humans, Quan Jiu grasped the point and said curiously:

"So what the hell are you?"

She was really curious about what could be tied with Lu Zewen.

The man in black: "I'm not a thing."

Quan Jiu: "...??"

How can anyone scold themselves like this?

As she thought about it, she found that the man was serious and didn't realize that there was something wrong with what she said.

The shadows of trees in the outskirts were hazy, and among the mottled spots, a sliver of moonlight streaked across the branches and fell into the eyes of the man in black. Quan Jiu could clearly see that the man's brown pupils shrank and turned into vertical pupils.

She was slightly surprised by such a "beast" phenomenon, and changed her words:

"Then let me ask another question, what species are you?"

The man in black put away his gun: "You have too many questions."

Quan Jiu silently took out a pack of beef jerky from the space.

The man in black took the clinker, and in the next second, he pulled out a tail behind him.

The long gray tail has fluffy hair, slightly curved like a hook, with a little grayish blue at the tip, and under the silver moonlight, the fur is shiny and shiny.

Quan Jiu stared at it for a long time, and finally had a guess in his heart: "Are you a werewolf?"

The man in black was stuck in place like a piece of wood, and had no intention of speaking.

Quan Jiu took out another pack of beef jerky from the space and gave it to him, and he said "hmm" seriously, obviously it was a pack of jerky that was a problem.

"No wonder."

Blood clans and werewolves are natural opponents.

"It's useless for you to keep me. I don't know Lu Zewen well." She tried to reason with this unintelligent werewolf killer.

The man in black: "Whether it is useful or not is not up to you."

.........

When Lu Zewen received a call from Lu Zhiyao, he was not surprised.

"Where is she?" The person on the other side cut to the chase.

In the underground parking lot, Lu Zewen sat in the driver's seat of a white car, tapped the steering wheel with his fingertips, and frowned slightly:
"I was caught."

The person opposite was obviously suffocated: "Where are you?"

He gave an address casually, and about half a minute later, there was a figure outside the car. Lu Zhiyao opened the door, pulled his arm and dragged the man out of the driver's seat.

Before Lu Zewen could stand still, he swung his fist up and punched his chin obliquely.

Lu Zhiyao didn't hold back his strength. With this punch, the corner of Lu Zewen's right mouth was bruised and a trace of blood spilled out. He wanted to make a move, but Lu Zewen stopped him with his backhand.

The man raised his fingertips and wiped the corner of his mouth, not caring about the injury:

"If you weren't my brother, you would be dead by now."

He was indifferent to his family since he was a child. When he was seven years old, even his biological parents gave up on him. Only his brother, who was 4 years younger than him, would bring an easel to his studio every day to accompany him.

The two brothers are indifferent personalities, and they often stay in the studio in tacit understanding without saying a word.

Lu Zhiyao looked at him coldly: "Who did it?"

"Don't worry, she'll be fine."

Lu Zewen sat back in the car and lit a cigarette, not worried that something would happen to Quan Jiu.

Although that werewolf was a bit determined, he would not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but the bad thing was here. If he didn't show up, she might really not be able to come back.

He shook his cigarette: "I have something to do, wait..."

Before the words fell, a sudden gunshot rang out.

.........

Quan Jiu was finally tied up and taken to a primitive tree house.

The tree house is built on a five-story sky-high tree, with luxuriant foliage and shade.

There are vines hanging everywhere on the branches, and the vines hang down to form a green curtain. The little vines get out of the space excitedly, pretending to be one of them, hanging on the branches and swinging happily.

Quan Jiu didn't see the stairs of the tree house, and was about to ask, when he turned his head and found that the man beside him changed his appearance at some point.

The human's ten fingers turned into sharp long claws, gray long hairs appeared on his arms and other parts of his body, his two hind paws stood on the ground, and a thick wolf tail swayed behind him, standing like an ordinary human.

Only that face still looks human.

The half-man, half-wolf appearance looks a little creepy.

The black-clothed man slammed down three times, five times and two times, and without much effort, he grabbed the vines and swung up to the tree house. He turned to look at Quan Jiu:

"Can you come up?"

After the voice fell, the person under the tree disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, a figure stood beside him.

The man in black froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect her to be so powerful.

Quan Jiu entered the tree house, looked around the furnishings in the room, and once suspected that he had traveled to the age of apes.

The bed is a stone bed without a quilt.

The only piece of furniture in the house is a round table and stone bench made of stone.

Two nails were driven into the wall, and a longbow was hung. Apart from that, there were only water glasses and a few clothes left in the house.

Quan Jiu looked at the man in black who wrapped the jerky in several layers and carefully put it into the cabinet, and said:

"You usually live here?"

The conditions in prisons are better than this, with food and housing included.

The man in black: "Yeah."

Quan Jiu suddenly had a bold guess in his mind: "You arrested Lu Zewen for the purpose of extorting him, right?"

This place is so poor that dogs don't even live there.

The man in black was puzzled: "Why blackmail him?"

Quan Jiu answered in one gulp, "He is rich."

The man in black was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect this answer, he closed the cabinet where the dried meat was hidden, turned around and came to the bed, bent down and took out a dusty cardboard box from under the bed.

Opening the box, he grabbed a large handful of "blank paper" from inside:
"Did you mean this?"

Quan Jiu rushed up, took a closer look, good guy, rubbed his eyes suspiciously.

"Ten million, one hundred thousand, one million, ten million... billion?!"

(End of this chapter)