Pass through passers-by, blast the protagonist and villain

it's dark.

The full moon rises.

The square is decorated with lanterns and festoons, brightly lit, lively like the New Year.

Jiang Li's abalone aphrodisiac skewers are extremely popular.

Feeling the banknotes bulging in his pocket, Jiang Li grilled the meat skewers with great effort.

Soon, all the 800 mutton skewers he brought were sold out at a high price of [-] yuan a skewer.

Beer, beverages, and mineral water were sold with gifts, and there was not a single bottle left.

8432 yuan.

This is Jiang Li's first pot of gold after crossing.

The skewers were sold out.

Jiang Li also took a break.

The stall owner next door gave him a thumbs up: "Brother, I would like to call you the stall king!"

[Ding!Zhuge Dan praised you as a big fool, with a sense of existence +66! ]

Jiang Li smiled: "The ancestral craftsmanship can stand the test."

The stall owner next door smiled knowingly.

I don't know if you have a handicraft handed down from your ancestors.

But our 'mutton' is from a store, including cumin, chili noodles, and sauce. Why don't I have abalone honey sauce?

【Ding! 】

[System prompt: The existence of the Son of Destiny is detected, and the sense of presence obtained from the Son of Destiny will be increased by ten times. 】

[Children of Destiny's introduction: Some people are born to be the protagonists of this world. This kind of people are lucky and have great chances. They can pick up treasures even if they stumble. Defeat your father and your mother against your friends, but you can always be a blessing in disguise. 】

Jiang Li stared at the system prompt, silently watching for a long time.

Rough Cao Cao Cao Cao ~~~

After going on for a long time, the protagonist is someone else, so I'm not the son of destiny.

Then what am I?

The villain?

No wonder I was stabbed in the waist just after transmigrating, and was scolded by the night watchman. It turns out that I am a villain.....

【Ding! 】

[System prompt: The existence of the deadly villain is detected, and the sense of presence gained from the deadly villain will be increased by ten times. 】

[Desperate villain introduction: Some people, born with a Porsche in their mouth, are born rich and distinguished, and such people are often distorted and rebellious. Their greatest pleasure is to suppress the son of destiny, and then be ruthlessly killed. It is the sharpening stone on the growth path of the son of destiny. 】

Uh......

Jiang Li turned into a black question mark face.

Destiny's Child is not me.

The Breaking Bad isn't me either.

Then what am I doing here?

Selling skewers?

Does this world have anything to do with me? Am I just a passerby?

A passerby is a passerby.

Who made our sense of existence low?

Jiang Li felt uncomfortable for a second, then accepted the arrangement of fate.

"what!"

"Something's wrong, the turnaround system, this guy seems to have no good intentions."

Well known.

Whether it's a sideshow or a passerby, as long as this kind of character appears on the scene, it will be accompanied by certain risks.

Either be used as material for the protagonist to pretend to be slapped in the face.

Or be used as a punching bag by the villain.

The saddest thing is being scraped to death by a master's big move.

As a dragon, don't watch the battle, don't comment, don't make bad remarks for the decent, and don't make bad remarks for the villains.

Most importantly, don't be shocked at every turn.

Speaking of which, the dragon set is the role that should be picked up the most.

However, the system forced him to steal the spotlight and show his presence. Isn't this courting death?

But when I think of myself, I need a character card.

And salivate over the artifact.

Is it okay not to steal the spotlight?

Is it okay not to brush the sense of existence?

It doesn't matter if you are the protagonist or the villain, with ten times the bonus points, you have to deal with life and death.

"Where is the Son of Destiny, I want to get him!"

The system thoughtfully gave arrow instructions.

Just as the skewers were sold out, Jiang Li left the stall and took a shortcut through the grove to the entertainment area of ​​the square.

There is a big stage in this area. On weekdays, retired veteran cadres come to sing Errenzhuan, and occasionally singers come to hold open-air concerts.

At this time, tens of thousands of people were attracted around the stage. These people stretched their necks and looked at the few young men and women on the stage.

And the Son of Destiny that Jiang Li was looking for was on the stage.

Coincidentally, Breaking Bad is also there.

[System prompt: Destiny's son Lin Fan, 18 years old, is the son-in-law of the wealthy Zhao family in Shacheng. 】

[System prompt: The desperate villain Qin Yi, 18 years old, the third son of the wealthy Qin family in Shacheng, his future achievements... was used by the son of destiny to practice his hands, and he is at the peak of his destiny at this time. 】

A large group of black and white people surrounded the stage tightly.

Fortunately, Jiang Li is thin and has amazing strength.

He easily squeezed to the front of the stage.

On the stage, the desperate villain Qin Yi was taunting Lin Fan, the Son of Destiny, trying his best to humiliate him.

And Lin Fan clenched his fists tightly, his face flushed red with anger, and he looked like he was about to erupt at any moment.

"Love triangle!"

It will be lively after watching, Jiang Li came to a conclusion.

At this time, he has forgotten the precautions of passer-by A.

Lin Fan was the son-in-law of the Zhao family. Before he became a martial artist, his status was naturally humble. Even a security guard in the Zhao family could spit on him casually.

And Zhao Yingluo, the daughter of the Zhao family, doesn't like Lin Fan.

It was her grandfather who insisted on marrying Zhao Yingluo to Lin Fan considering that the two families had a marriage contract.

Of course, they are not married yet, only engaged.

Qin Yi, the second-generation ancestor, played with all the famous ladies in Shacheng.

In the end, she was attracted by Zhao Yingluo's beauty and fell in love.

After learning that Zhao Yingluo was engaged to a poor boy, Qin Yi didn't think about food and drink, and spent all day thinking about troubles for Lin Fan.

Should I say it or not, Zhao Yingluo next to Lin Fan is really handsome.

Not to mention Qin Yi was tempted, even Jiang Li wanted to get in their way at this moment.

"Qin Yi--"

Lin Fan endured to the limit and exploded.

"30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty!"

Qin Yi laughed and said: "What are young people afraid of being poor? My mother's family is rich. Zhao's family has such a big property, whoever is poor, you can't be poor if you eat soft food and step in to become a son-in-law."

oops....

Jiang Li smacked his lips, these words hurt a lot and were extremely insulting, Xiao Qinkou did a good job.

"You!" Lin Fan was furious.

"What?" Qin Yi took a step forward: "You still want to hit me, come on, do it, you will be expelled for fighting at the opening ceremony, I will wait another year at worst."

Qin Yi was right.

For such a large-scale event as the Opening Festival, the law and order are very strict.

If the two sides fight, no matter who is at fault, they will be expelled from the square. If they miss the opening of the pulse, they can only wait for the Mid-Autumn Festival next year.

However, Qin Yi could wait, but Lin Fan couldn't.

He stayed in Zhao's house like years, looking forward to the opening ceremony every day. As long as he became a spiritual warrior, he could go to Lingwu Academy and stay away from Zhao's family.

"Qin Yi, don't go too far!"

Zhao Yingluo spoke.

Although she didn't like Lin Fan, she was her fiancé after all, the son-in-law of the Zhao family, and it was not up to outsiders to humiliate her.

Qin Yi said: "Yingluo, look at this trash, can he give you the happiness you want?"

Zhao Yingluo's charming face slightly annoyed: "It's not your turn to deal with my affairs, who do you think you are?"

Qin Yi looked sad and yelled, "Even a passer-by can't just sit and watch your flower planted on Lin Fan's pile of cow dung."

Jiang Li scratched his head, thinking where she inserted it, what does it have to do with me?