[Quick Travel] The villain is a coquettish

Wen Ling looked at the black man's legs trembling and almost knelt down.

He was once a victim of school violence, and he is no stranger to this kind of violence surrounded by crowds.

The villain saw Wen Ling's fear, and if he couldn't fight back this deep-seated fear, he would never be able to hold his head up for the rest of his life.

[Lingling, don't be afraid, I have already reached a perfect fit for this world, and I will send you a golden finger now.If you admit defeat this time, they will only get worse next time. If they are fierce, you must be more fierce than them! 】

Wen Ling gritted his teeth and tried to put on a vicious look. He clenched his fist and hooked his short, fleshy fingers provocatively, "Come here!!!"

Seeing Wen Ling's appearance, the leader's bald head almost smiled and looked up. He tilted his head and snorted coldly: "Little bastard, I won't be called Song Rentou until I fucking beat you to death! Brothers, copy the guy, give it to me!" beat him!!"

Wen Ling looked at the people rushing over, tears welled up in his eyes, but the villain's voice rang in his head.

【Lingling, raise your hand and fuck them! !You are the man who wants to dominate the world, how can you complete the task even if this kind of little trash can't beat you? 】

So, Wen Ling raised his hand, and shouted with tears in his eyes, "Don't come here!"

A dreamy scene happened. Song Ren took off in a spiral circle, was punched three meters away by Wen Ling, and finally lay down on the ground, which was extremely tragic.

The air froze, and the punks who were holding sticks to hit people were all frozen in place. The narrow alley was extremely quiet, and it seemed that they would be caught even if they farted.

This, this kid actually knows martial arts? !

Looking at the big bald head that was blown away by him, Wen Ling suddenly felt that the anger in his heart was burning, he bared his little tiger teeth and shouted: "Grandma, I'm a bear, Megatron is fighting with you!!"

After seeing the vicious little bastard, he rolled and crawled out, and the exit of the alley was blocked for a while.

Song Rentou choked up his breath and cursed, "Don't fucking... step on me..."

The little Huangmao at the side quickly set up Song Ren and cast a few people and slipped away without looking back, even leaving the slippers where they were, and not caring to pick them up.

Qiao Zirong swallowed silently, took back the foot that was about to draw his sword to help in the face of injustice, and slipped away among the crowd.

Shen Yan is a pervert, and Wen Ling with a baby face is actually a little pervert! !

Wen Ling looked at the little gangster who had already escaped, and then at the crowd who had dispersed, his eyes suddenly felt sore.

[Uncle villain, I beat them away, I am no longer afraid of them! 】

[Ling Ling, you must know how to protect yourself at all times, you are now a bully, you must not be cowardly! 】

Wen Ling was greatly encouraged. With his head raised and his chest puffed up, he walked out so majestically.

"It seems that it's no problem to separate the two of them!" Wen Ling clenched his fist confidently, licked his lips with his small tongue, and his eyes were bright and cunning.

Shen Yan didn't know where to go again, but it didn't matter.

That big stinky bastard better never come back, or he will definitely beat him up and let him know how good he is!

Thinking of Shen Yan crying and chasing after him to apologize, Wen Ling laughed like a sneaky cat.

After such an episode, it was dark again.

Wen Ling took the bus back to the community, and subconsciously swallowed as he passed the dark path.

This time the street lights were completely broken, and it was pitch black when we entered.

"I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid..."

Wen Ling closed his eyes and gave himself some psychological hints, then stepped in.

There are residential buildings on both sides of this section of the road and the aisles are narrow, Wen Ling can even hear his own footsteps.

He counted his steps lightly, clutching the straps of his backpack with both hands.

Fortunately, this time it is safe.

Just as Wen Ling was rejoicing, another series of footsteps suddenly appeared in the originally narrow and quiet path.

Behind him...someone! !

The footsteps were far and near, and the impact on the stone slab was very clear.

At that moment, Wen Ling's hairs stood on end, instinctive fear covered his nerves, and he started to run forward.

Along the way, he ran forward with strides, his heart beating violently like a drum, but the footsteps behind him still did not disappear, as if they were following him.

Wen Ling stood beside the crossroads of the small road, his palms were sweating nervously.

Where should I go to get rid of this pervert?

its not right.

Why did he throw him away?He just punched him and it's over soon? !

Wen Ling suddenly remembered that he was the big villain with golden fingers, so he stopped immediately.

Hearing the sound of footsteps getting closer and closer, as if they were about to approach him, Wen Ling turned back with a small uppercut.

The man easily caught Wen Ling's fist, grabbed his arm with his backhand and pressed Wen Ling against the wall.

Wen Ling was in a dazed state, and then a stabbing pain came from the back of his neck, and Wen Ling whimpered in pain.

His teeth were biting the back of his neck, and even the tip of his tongue was still licking him lightly.

At that moment, Wen Ling's legs went limp.

He fell straight to the ground, but was picked up by the person behind him and held him in his arms.

A faint smell of blood filled his nostrils, and Wen Ling was shaking uncontrollably.

Why did he hit this man with no effect...

"laugh."

With a snort, the nasal cavity of the man behind him overflowed, lazy and playful.

He gently pinched the place where Wen Ling was bitten, and the lingering and low-pressure breath penetrated into Wen Ling's pores like needles.

"Does it hurt?"