Card Mutation

The owner of this demonic aura is obviously just a novice, and he doesn't know how to hide his aura, and they noticed it as soon as he used his magic power.

"Tsk, it's not convenient to do it here." Xing Zhuo frowned.

Not only are they inconvenient, they are also prone to injury.

Without exposing their situation, it is difficult to avoid pushing and shoving from ordinary people nearby in such a crowded place. If you are unlucky, the other party will directly attack a group of them. They will pretend to be injured, and it is difficult to fake the injury.

It was really unpleasant, Fei Chen's eyes darkened, and his expression under his bangs was gloomy.

Fei Chen looked at Zeng Yijue, who was clearly aware of the strange magical aura, and sized him up. Fei Chen's eyes on his dark face were like those of a hunter.

When Zeng Yijue looked around, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine, and a cold gaze fell on him. The master could not say that he had good intentions towards him, but there was absolutely nothing good about it.

coming!

An invisible wave caused by magic power erupted from one place, overturning everyone nearby.

Fei Chen kept observing the people around him, and as soon as they fell, he immediately pulled Xing Zhuo to fall in the direction of the wave of demonic energy.

Xing Zhuo felt the weight on his body, and his hands quickly responded.

One hand should be propped back on the floor, and the other hand should hold the person in front of him, half of the body, and subconsciously make a protective movement.

"What's wrong?!"

"Did the subway hit something?"

The crowd was noisy and their faces were very tense.

Zeng Yijue was sitting on the seat. When the wave of demonic energy came over, he turned around urgently so that his uninjured arm hit the back of the chair.

The impact also hurt, and he grinned slightly and gasped. Although he didn't hit the broken left arm head-on, he still hit it, causing a dull pain.

"Listen, hand over all the valuables, or we will be rude."

In this carriage, there were only three standing people, and all three were wearing sunglasses, hooded hats covering their heads, masks on their mouths, gloves on their hands, and fully armed.

Fei Chen sat on Xing Zhuo's lap, leaned his elbows on Xing Zhuo's chest, looked sideways at the three men who were supposed to be robbing, and shook his right hand.

Xing Zhuo supported the ground with one hand, and put his other hand lightly on Fei Chen's waist. He also looked at the three men who jumped out by himself, with contempt in his eyes.

Fei Chen suddenly covered his eyes, and leaned over, with one side of his body pressed against Xing Zhuo.

As the warm breath approached his ears, Xing Zhuo raised his head subconsciously, and was supported by a hand on the back of his head.

"Don't show your emotions so much, and put an end to all hidden dangers." The soft voice floated into the ears like a feather, and the lowered voice did not subtract from the owner's original tone and voice.

Xing Zhuo subconsciously pressed the hand on Fei Chen's waist.

After Fei Chen finished speaking, he let go of his hand and looked at the three rookie robbers over there.

Zeng Yijue was upset because of the throbbing pain in his left arm, when he saw them jumping out by himself, he raised his eyebrows, stood up and said: "You jump out by yourself, just to save me from looking for it."

"Which onion are you, boy?" One of the men laughed and taunted, "Boy, you have watched too many movies. In movies, the people who jump out are miserable. If you want to be a hero, have you grown all your hair yet? "

"I don't think his hair is fully grown, but his hair is very long haha."

Zeng Yijue had blue veins in the shape of a "well" on his forehead. He raised his right hand and clenched his palm into a fist. It was not difficult to hear the uncontrollable anger in his voice: "You guys have guts."

"Why didn't we grow?" The man on the right side put his hips on his hips, looked up and down at Zeng Yijue with contemptuous eyes, "You are the only injured person and you still want to fight with us?"

More veins appeared on Zeng Yijue's forehead, and his eyelids twitched.

He hadn't heard such provocative words for a long time, and felt that the line of reason was about to break.

"I said you guys, you really take yourself seriously." Zeng Yijue pulled out an angry smile.

As soon as he said this, a man immediately sneered, and his tone was smug: "Don't you dare to fart even if you don't see people in this place? You are the only one who comes out to be a hero, kid, let me tell you to be a hero, grandpa!" fate."

In the crowd of men who "don't dare to fart", Xing Zhuo really wanted to punch this annoying guy in the face to make him feel the difference between a rookie and a boss.

Fei Chen held down the restless Xing Zhuo, and patted Xing Zhuo's arm lightly, but he himself didn't look well at the man.

He has seen a lot of people looking for death, but he has never seen such a guy looking for death. It is true that when the concentration of magic energy increases, all kinds of monsters and ghosts come out.

The man said, took out a card from his pocket, and said excitedly: "Come out, my demon!"

A jackal-like monster appeared in front of the man, and those ferocious teeth made the surrounding people back away in horror.

The crowd keeps retreating, but there are only a few positions in the space, and retreating can only lead to crowding together.

The person in front of Fei Chen kept backing away. He was forced to go backwards. He was only sitting on Xing Zhuo's lap, but was squeezed until his back was in close contact with Xing Zhuo. The well-trained muscles behind him leaned against a softer wall.

The people in front were still squeezing back in horror, Fei Chen let out a groan, and simply hugged Xing Zhuo's waist, bent his knees, so that his head could keep a certain distance from the people in front.

Xing Zhuo: "???"

Although, he doesn't dislike this action and wants to keep it?

"Stop crowding those in front!" Someone from behind protested.

"Didn't you see the monster in front of you! It doesn't hurt to stand and talk! If we have the ability, let's change positions!" The person in front reprimanded.

"I haven't stood up since just now!" Someone shouted from behind.

After the demonic energy wave overturned them just now, some of them hit other people's calves. When they wanted to stand up, their own legs were also pressed down. It was difficult to think about it.

It was chaotic and tense, and there was absolutely no one to stop it.

The man who summoned the demon was very complacent looking at the terrified crowd. He stretched out his little finger to dig his ear, then took it out, blew on his little finger, and put his hand down again.

The smug and arrogant expression has never disappeared from the beginning.

"Heh, just this low-level demon?" Zeng Yijue endured and didn't explode. If it weren't for the crowds on the subway, the battle would affect ordinary people, he would have defeated those three ignorant guys long ago!

After grinding his molars, he looked down at the plaster cast on his left arm, frowning slightly.

But at this time, the injured arm is really in the way, otherwise it would be no problem for me to take a few steps to catch an adult man who seems to have no special training.

"Hurry up and go to the next carriage." Zeng Yijue said to the people next to him.

Everyone on the ground thought about it, but they didn't know who was stacking whom. Halfway up, either their clothes or their feet were pressed, and various pulling forces made them fall back.

"You still want to be a hero?" The man laughed disdainfully, while the people next to him looked at Zeng Yijue and suddenly thought of a possibility.

"Brother, is that kid also an awakener?"

The person called Big Brother gave a mocking smile with disdain, looked sideways at Zeng Yijue, saw the plaster on his left hand, waved his hand and said, "Just a disabled person, even if he is an awakened person, what can he do."

The last sentence was particularly embarrassing, humbling and arrogant, and the complacent look made Zeng Yijue's anger almost burst out of his chest. He kept taking deep breaths and told himself that there are many ordinary people here.

It's not perfect at all!

His ability to do a job with ease, his poise, his chic solution...

Fei Chen looked at Zeng Yijue, who had an ugly face, and knew what he was worried about, so he just said it was troublesome, this kind of dense public place is very troublesome.

"Hurry up, hand over all the money and valuables on your body."

Everyone hesitated and went to see Zeng Yijue one after another.

Sensing the gazes of many around, Zeng Yijue told himself to calm down and take deep breaths.

"When the subway arrives, you can't escape." Zeng Yijue gritted his teeth.

"You reminded me." The man laughed, glanced at the crowd, and stopped on Fei Chen.

"That kid over there, what about you, yes, it's you, come here, hurry up."

Fei Chen looked slightly startled, raised his finger and pointed at himself, and got an impatient answer from the man.

"Hurry up and come over here, do you hear me? If you don't come over, my demon spirit will go over and bite you."

The man grinned, took out a cigarette and smoked it, thinking it was a cool threat.

Fei Chen: "..."

The author has something to say: Xing Zhuo: "Pfft——" (He didn't laugh, really.)

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感谢在2020-03-2216:08:17~2020-03-2223:34:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 2 Rainbow Flower Edge;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!