I Killed the Dragon

　　 On a bench by the street, three people sit in a row, each holding a sandwich.

　　 "Please, this is the food picked up in some garbage dump. Throw it back." Bassaze said with a constipated expression on his hand, biting a gaped sandwich in his hand.

　　 The taste of this sandwich is terrible. It is the worst sandwich he has ever eaten in his life. He had known that he shouldn't have let David buy it.

　　 is wrong, not to let him buy, but to prevent him from volunteering to buy.

On the way, David looked like a husky out of the house. He could hardly wait to write a few words on his face. In order to reduce the delay, he volunteered to buy dinner. The two of them also fought hard, but it was completely useless. , Because he had already run away before the two of them finished talking, and it didn't take long to come back with a few bags of garbage and hand them to them.

　　 Gray looked at Bassaze eating shit, silently put down a few sandwiches, took out the leftover barbecue from the backpack, and handed it to Bassaze, "Eat barbecue?"

　　 "Thank you!" Bassaze couldn't help but took the barbecue, then shook his hand, very accurately toss the sandwich into the trash can in the distance.

　　 Bassaze gave a thumbs up, “It’s delicious, this is a commendable good habit. It seems that I have to learn from you too, Gray, I usually try to bring some food with me to avoid hungry at critical times.”

　　 "I always like to be prepared." Gray said modestly and looked at David, "Eat?"

　　 "No, I like sandwiches. The barbecue is too greasy." David said dullly, and went to fight the sandwiches.

　　 Gray shrugged, tore off a small piece and handed it to Little Jasmine on his shoulder.

　　 I have to say that Little Jasmine's talent is really amazing. They have not discovered it once in the past few days, and this talent seems to be getting stronger and stronger.

　　 "By the way, is there anything magical about this chair? We are going all the way to eat this delicious sandwich?" Bassaze asked.

　　 "Uh, here... this can let me free up distracting thoughts, and let me focus more on my studies." David babbled, biting his sandwich and looking back at a building from time to time.

　　 Bassaze ate the barbecue, and then turned around, scanning back and forth between David and the building, trying to discover the mystery.

　　 Gray is not curious at all, and concentrates on dealing with food.

　　 Of course he knew that David came here for a woman, the woman he had a crush on since childhood.

　　 After a while, the woman David was waiting for walked out of the door, his eyes suddenly turned into stars.

"It turned out to be for women." Bassaze shook his head, "David, give up, magic is your lifelong pursuit, and Hoffas may be killed at any time, if you are hit by him on the street, then you will die. Up."

　　 "This girl is my angel." David said firmly, his eyes full of courage.

　　 "You said, she is an angel, how could an angel fall in love with a mortal, and... in any case you give up." Gray added casually, like a sharp knife inserted into his heart.

David turned his head and looked at him angrily. Obviously, these words pierced his pain. Since the magic incident ten years ago, his name of mental illness spread throughout the school, and he never said a word to the goddess. Who knows the pain, "Gray Sutton, you are always so self-righteous, who do you think you are?"

　　 "King? Rich man? Handsome guy? Philanthropist? Playboy? Which title do you like? No, it seems weird things got mixed in."

　　 "Idiot, you are an idiot, you think I can't look good, in my eyes you are not a self-righteous ugly fool!"

　　 David yelled, and finally felt more comfortable after he finished.

　　 Gray nodded, feeling that what David said was reasonable, and it was indeed wrong to judge people by appearance. He also knew that this was discriminatory, it was incorrect, unfriendly, and would be condemned, but he did not intend to correct it.

Discrimination in aspect of appearance has been unbroken since ancient times. People always prefer good-looking ones and alienated ones that are not so good-looking. It is not one person who does this, but the whole world. His performance is more obvious.

　　 "Then, do you want to compare and see who is the real idiot?" Gray Xiexie smiled, showing the villain style.

　　 "How do you compare?" David blurted out.

　　 Gray's eyes rolled around and stared at Betsy, who was about to leave, who was David's angel.

　　 "It depends on which of us can win Betsy's heart."

　　 A trace of fear flashed in David's eyes, followed by anger. He felt that Gray was threatening him with Betsy, "Asshole, you don't even know Betsy, how do you know her name, I don't allow you to hurt her."

Gray shook his head, "I said it was to win my heart, so how could I hurt her? It's too late for me to protect her. As for the name, once again I walked by someone's door and heard the name, just try That's it, I didn't expect it to be her."

　　 "Considering your situation, I intend to give you a minute to show fairness, hurry up and catch up, or she will leave."

　　 When David turned his head, he realized that Betsy had already walked a certain distance, and looked at Gray resentfully, and immediately caught up.

　　 "I want to tell Betsy to be careful of this guy who looks like a playboy." David said inwardly.

　　 After waiting for a while, the two of them walked away. Gray got up and tidyed up his clothes, ready to follow.

"Grey, just a few quarrels, don't take it to heart." Bassazze persuaded. Although Betsy is not David's girlfriend yet, he doesn't even like him, but he doesn't want to see David sad because of it~www.wuxiaspot .com~ Don't worry, I didn't plan to do anything to him. There are boy and girl friends and a bunch of diggers. I'm just a normal competition. "Grey gave him a relieved look.

　　 "Don't let the dark side of your heart alone, or it will swallow you sooner or later, Gray, believe in yourself, you are a kind person, you shouldn't care about this little thing."

　　 "That's right." Gray gave him a thumbs-up, which was so good, the chicken soup was full, and he almost ate it.

But inwardly, he was dismissive. Whoever wants to be a good person, he just wants to be a chic and happy person. In his eyes, it doesn’t matter who is right and who is wrong. The important thing is who has the big fist and who can bring others. Whoever comes with more benefits is a good person.

Just like him, he ousted the old king and killed countless nobles and their soldiers. The family and friends of these people thought he was a bad person, but the citizens thought he was a good person, and those who followed him were favored by him. I think he is a good person.

　　 Betsy is not David’s private property, what happened to fair competition? He was very worthy of his identity if he didn't come hard.

　　 As for the dark side of the heart, who is really a great saint again?

　　 Even if he can really become a saint, he doesn't want to be a saint. He is chic and happy, playing in various worlds, and messing around with it. Isn't it fragrant? Why should he be a saint?

　　 In short, as long as you have not killed innocent people indiscriminately, have not committed adultery, and acted within the scope of the law recognized by people, you are a good person.

　　 As for the scope of this law, it depends on what kind of world it is.

　　 The female lead is not the male lead, the female lead belongs to everyone.