Bring the system to pretend

Jinling City, on a certain street.

At this moment, two figures were walking on the street twisting and twisting with ice cream in their mouths, filled with the smell of disgust.

"Brother Chen, it's the first time in my life that I feel so happy playing. You are too powerful. I have decided that I will never marry you in this life." Zhang Huan said affectionately, licking the ice cream.

"You step on the horse and explain clearly to the labor and management. We are playing billiards, and my strength is my strength. And you are a boy, marry your sister!"

Looking at the strange eyes of passers-by, Ling Chen's face was covered with black lines, he really wanted to slap this bastard to death.

"Well, my Chinese level is not high, and I haven't received higher education." Zhang Huan coughed dryly, and then smiled: "Brother Chen, if one day you don't like women, then come to me, in fact, I can take both men and women of."

"Pfft!" Ling Chen spat out a mouthful of ice cream, almost choking to death.

Now he finally knows the true face of Zhang Huan, this Nima is a guy who is dignified and elegant on the outside, but extremely wretched and perverted on the inside.

Gazing at the beast, Ling Chen kept a little distance from this guy, fearing that this guy would rush up and give him a love.

After walking a few steps, Ling Chen suddenly stopped, his eyes fell on a certain casual restaurant.

Sitting in a corner of the casual restaurant were two figures, one of whom was Ji Wenxuan, the school belle he was very familiar with, and the other was a middle-aged man in a suit.

At this time, the middle-aged man was holding a dish for Ji Wenxuan while stroking Ji Wenxuan's head with a gentle smile.

Ling Chen's heart seemed to be blocked by something, it was very uncomfortable, what made him unbearable was Ji Wenxuan's shy smile and expression of no resistance.

"Ma De, this old white-faced person who is 50 or [-] years old dares to rob the goddess of labor and capital? Unforgivable, absolutely unforgivable!"

Ling Chen clenched his fist tightly and let out a creaking sound.

Let alone a person like me who can rely on his face to make a living, but relies on his talent, but still has a special liking for an old fair face, is the goddess blind?

Zhang Huan next to him could only feel the chill surrounding him, and shivered involuntarily. Looking carefully, Ling Chen's entire face was extremely cold, and those eyes, which were like death gods, seemed to come from the abyss of the Nine Nethers.

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Ling Chen gritted his teeth and shouted: "Where is the blade!"

The passers-by by the side trembled in fright, looked around quickly, and muttered in their mouths: "Where is the bitch?"

"The blade is here!" Zhang Huan responded loudly with a murderous look under the eyes of passers-by. As long as Ling Chen gave an order, he would rush up and crush the middle-aged man to death.

"These two are... Xiabi?" Passers-by were ashamed.

Ling Chen didn't care about the opinions of passers-by, but held back his anger, pointed at the casual restaurant and said coldly: "Fight in the direction of pig's evolution, if you can't make a pig's head, you can turn me into a pig's head!"

"Got it!" Zhang Huan nodded, and his figure flew out, rushing to the door of the casual restaurant.

The moment he arrived, Ling Chen followed closely with a stool.

"Here, work harder!"

"Okay!" Without thinking too much, Zhang Huan picked up the stool and rushed into the restaurant, throwing the stool at the middle-aged man.

Ahead, the middle-aged man who was having a good chat with Ji Wenxuan suddenly felt the wind blowing from his back. He turned his head and saw that a stool had flown towards him at some point. After realizing it, his eyes flashed sharply, and he stood up instantly. Sweep legs.

"Bang!"

Hearing the sound of objects breaking, he passed away suddenly, and the stool that Zhang Huan had swung out was broken by the kick of the middle-aged man.

"Oh, I still have some strength, so let's use you to stretch your muscles!" Zhang Huan jokingly smiled, stepped forward, and punched the middle-aged man with a fist full of strong wind at lightning speed.

"An Jin?" The middle-aged man's complexion changed.

People who can reproduce dark energy are at least at the level of Huang Jie. Could it be that this young man in front of him is already a master of Huang Jie?

While thinking about it, the middle-aged man didn't just sit still, he punched out with the same dark force, and was connected with Zhang Huan.

"boom!"

Fist and fist met each other, and the strong shock wave from the junction of fist and mouth directly shattered the windshield of the casual restaurant.

The middle-aged man's expression froze, and he staggered back a few steps. Zhang Huan did the same, and retreated very hard. If Ling Chen hadn't supported him, he would have fallen to the ground.
This sudden scene made Ji Wenxuan next to her unable to react at all for a while.

Just as Zhang Huan was about to continue to fight, he saw a hand blocking him. When he turned around, he saw a face as cold as an abyss.

"Zhang Huan, stand down, you old boy, let me do it!"

In this regard, Zhang Huan stepped back without hesitation, and gave the middle-aged man a touch of sympathy.

Looking at Ling Chen who was slowly walking towards him, the middle-aged man frowned. The young man opposite him was full of flaws in his walk, but it seemed that every step was stepping on his heart. I shuddered.

"Two little brothers, is there any misunderstanding between us when we meet for the first time?"

"Brother and sister, who the hell is your brother, you old white face, dare to seduce my goddess, if I don't hit you today, I will make a pig's head, labor and management will jump up and write!" Ling Chen's complexion was dark, and his tone was full of chills .

Ji Wenxuan, who was next to her, was obviously surprised by Ling Chen's sudden appearance, and hurriedly said: "Student Ling, don't do anything, he is..."

"Xuanxuan, don't talk!" The middle-aged man gestured with vague interest on his face.

"It turns out that you are Ling Chen who Xuanxuan is full of praise for. I want to see how strong you are!"

"I'm your uncle!" Ling Chen was furious.

Xuan Xuan?

Nima actually called it so sweet!
At this moment, Ling Chen's whole complexion turned completely cold, his aura was like a dragon born out of his body, and the mental power of rioting due to anger swept the entire casual restaurant, and the customers inside felt a strong sense of oppression It was so overwhelming that they couldn't get through.

"Student Ling, stop!" Ji Wenxuan looked anxious, and wanted to rush forward to stop Ling Chen.

However, before she could take a step, Zhang Huan, who had been prepared for a long time, stepped forward and stopped her directly.

At the same time, Ling Chen in front had already made a move.

Just hearing the sound of "咻", a black shadow flashed in front of everyone's eyes, but the person was not seen, while the middle-aged man in front was sweating coldly, and subconsciously turned his head to dodge.

"boom!"

The moment he dodged, a fist directly brushed his hair and hit the wall behind him, piercing directly through.

"So fast!" The middle-aged man was shocked, and immediately wanted to go around behind Ling Chen.

But how could Ling Chen let him make a move, a mental power directly trapped his body, and then swept his legs, kicking him out like a broken bamboo.

"boom!"

The incomparably powerful Yibeng swept heavily on the middle-aged man, blasting him away on the spot, and finally hit the wall.

"Wow!" The middle-aged man spat out a mouthful of blood, and his expression suddenly became sluggish.

Seeing this, Ling Chen's anger remained undiminished, and he rushed forward again.

"Student Ling, stop!" Seeing that Ling Chen was about to attack the middle-aged man again, Ji Wenxuan shouted anxiously on the spot.

Ling Chen was indifferent, and the anger in his eyes became more vigorous. Until now, the goddess he had admired for many years was still protecting this old white face.

"Forget it, whichever hand you used to touch classmate Ji today, I will cripple your hand!"

After saying that, Ling Chen grabbed the middle-aged man's arm with a grabbing hand, bent his elbow, and slammed into the middle-aged man's armpit fiercely.

"Ah!" The middle-aged man was sweating profusely, and screamed, and everyone in the audience was stunned, subconsciously clutching their armpits.

"No more fights, no more fights, boy, stop!"

"Hehe, now I know I was wrong?" Seeing the middle-aged man begging for mercy loudly, Ling Chen sneered, let go of his hand, then stepped on the stool, picked up a glass of water, and drank it on his own.

"When I finish drinking this glass of water, you will still be beaten, so be prepared."

The middle-aged man was completely panicked, endured the pain, and hurriedly asked Ji Wenxuan beside him for help: "Xuanxuan, tell him to stop, it hurts me to death!"

"Student Ling, you're going too far!" Ji Wenxuan angrily pushed Ling Chen away, rushed to the middle-aged man to help him up, and said with distressed concern, "Uncle, are you alright?"

"puff!"

Hearing this, Ling Chen, who was drinking half of the water next to him, spit out a mouthful of water, his face full of astonishment.

"Big, big... Uncle?"