[Quick Transmigration] When the supporting actor becomes a dragon

The literary sadness of the two emotional idiots did not last long.

When they came to the Longxun Tuhao sports car and saw a group of seven or eight drunk youths who were hanging around or leaning on the car door or sitting on the front cover, both of them fell into silence for a while.

Kill Matt A, the red hair hiccupped, and said with a drunken smile, "Yo, young master... hiccup, come out?"

Shamate B Zimao kicked the front tire with a smile, swung the baseball bat twice, and said with a smile: "Brothers are a little tight lately, seeing how rich you are, you definitely don't mind borrowing some money." Money to spend?"

Shamate C Huang Mao squinted his eyes and leaned in front of the two of them, sized Yin Chen up, and clicked his tongue: "Looking at such a handsome car, I thought you picked up a girl, but I didn't expect it to be a man."

"Get out." Long Xun's thin lips moved slightly, and he said a word lightly.

"What did you say? I don't seem to hear clearly..." Shamat D Lumao jumped off the front hood, untied the chain around his waist and swung it twice, with his mouth tilted, thinking he had a cool expression: "Maybe Clear the situation?"

The parking place is right at the entrance of the snack street, but thanks to the dark weather, what happened here is not very noticeable in the noisy environment.

Even if someone noticed occasionally, they quickly bowed their heads and left in a hurry, and no one would choose to help.

"Who are you? I warn you, if you dare to do anything, I will call the police!" Yin Chen stepped forward and turned sideways in front of Long Xun. He held up the phone in his hand, and the lighted up The three characters 110 have already been displayed on the screen, as long as he presses his thumb, he can dial out.

The killers laughed happily.

"Haha, call the police? Afraid of you? Did we do something?" A man with hair like a feather duster smiled confidently, "It's just borrowing money from this brother. We are reasonable people, huh?"

Yin Chen was blindsided for a moment.

Indeed, this group of killers didn't do anything at all, they just blackmailed them verbally. If the police came, they wouldn't have to admit it.

Yin Chen, who was still very innocent, probably didn't understand that with his and Long Xun's rich family backgrounds, even if the police really came, they would stand by their side and arrest these gangsters.

These killers also drank too much when they were eating skewers. Otherwise, when they see local tyrants like Long Xun's car, they would hide and run away, and they would not be bold enough to blackmail them. However, they are rascals. So, it seems that this kind of thing is not rarely done.

Long Xun stretched out his hand to hold Yin Chen's arm, told him to put his hand down, looked at the group of killers, and said coldly: "It's not convenient here, find a secluded place."

"You..." Yin Chen looked back at him anxiously, and saw his male god lowered his eyes and glanced at him indifferently, raised his big hand on his arm, and gently touched the top of his head.

"Hey, don't be afraid."

The deep voice seemed a little coaxing and gentle.

Yin Chen stood there blankly holding his mobile phone. In the dark, he felt as if he was about to boil, and the temperature on his cheeks was frighteningly high.

If he hadn't eaten Malatang just now, he was sure that his red face at this moment would definitely make the male god see the clue.

"You're quite sensible, then come with us... That kid over there, you also follow, if you dare to call the police, be careful..." A killer in ripped jeans raised his baseball bat in protest.

Long Xun glanced at him silently, the cold look made the man in the ripped pants tremble in his heart, he immediately became annoyed, and slapped Long Xun's knee hard with a stick: "Why are you so arrogant? Are you looking for a beating?"

Long Xun's legs bent like iron pillars without even bending, and the force of the shock caused the baseball bat in the man's hand to almost bounce off.

However, Yin Chen's veins almost exploded at this blow, and he glared angrily at the man in the ripped pants, as if he was about to eat him.

The killers surrounded Long Xun and Yin Chen and walked towards a dark corner. As they moved away from the snack street, the surrounding environment became more and more secluded, and there were fewer and fewer people. In the end, only a few of them were left.

In the dark and narrow alley, Long Xun suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He didn't know when there was an extra wine jar in his hand, and he held a long stick in the other.

Here it is, quiet enough.

"Go! What do you want to stop here?" Hongmao cursed and stretched out his hand to push him, Yin Chen couldn't bear it anymore, and planned to fight with these gangsters even if he was beaten to death, so he told him to run away quickly!

But when he just took a step, he found that his male god suddenly squatted down and punched the ground with his fist.

At that moment, he seemed to see a green light flashing slightly on the male god, and the clothes on the upper body of the male god suddenly burst open like this, revealing his muscles and tattoos that had caused so many ignorant boys and girls to scream nosebleeds !

boom--!

There was a sound of the concrete floor being smashed, and countless spider webs spread densely from the ground, and the impacting airflow lifted the shattered cement, dust, and those bastards into the air at a height of two meters.

"What's wrong?!"

"what happened!"

"Mom save me!!"

The second before Long Xun's pants exploded, he had decisively cut into the appearance of Shuo Xue of the beggar gang.

His snow-white hair was tied into a ponytail, his golden pupils shone coldly, his bare upper body was covered with sleeves and shoulder guards on his wrists, half of his lower body was covered by armor, and his trouser legs were tucked into a pair of scarlet boots .

Yin Chen became Sparta in an instant.

No matter how stupid, funny, and stupid he is, he will never fail to recognize the appearance of that profession in a game he plays every day!

Beggars!

It's the beggars! Hey! !

What was it that knocked him into the air with that move just now? !

Is it time to take the six dragons?

Male God, tell me honestly that you are actually time-traveling! !

Fuck, is this world really fucking fantasy? !

——Are you a mermaid qualified to say that?

Long Xun's attack hadn't ended yet, when those gangsters were terrified and flew into the air, Long Xun was already in a squatting position, using a little force on his legs to fly into the air.

All over the sky, the shadows of palms and legs filled the space in an instant, accompanied by the painful crackling sounds and the screams of gangsters crying for their father and mother, the energy was mixed with his palm shadows in the air to form a green like a dragon. The green traces stagnated for a moment before dissipating slowly.

Afterwards, the gangsters who had received countless punches and kicks fell down like dumplings, but Long Xun spotted the man with holes in his pants, and a Long Yue Yuyuan rushed up, flooding the river!Double Dragon fetches water!Longyou world!Soaring Dragon Five Sacred Mountains!

The man in the hole pants couldn't scream anymore. After being beaten out by Long Teng Wuyue, Long Xun rushed forward again, and his boundless vigor merged into a huge dragon head, hitting the man in the hole pants.

Ow-!

Everyone heard a dragon chant as if hallucinating.

The man in the ripped pants who had tumbled far away was lying there face-to-face completely motionless.

After finishing the work, Long Xun inserted the short stick and wine pot back into his waist, turned his head to look at Yin Chen, who had been completely shattered, and said calmly, "Let's go."

"Are they... dead?" Yin Chen asked in a daze.

Long Xun shook his head: "I have a measure."

These people just fainted, and the man in the ripped pants who was hit with a combo by him just now just broke a bone with Kang Long Yougui's last move, it's nothing.

If it is not necessary, Long Xun is not willing to take the life of any living being.

Yin Chen silently followed behind Long Xun, stealthily sizing up his male god.

Those beautiful muscles, those powerful tattoos, and think about those vertical and horizontal vigor just now...

Even though Yin Chen repeatedly told himself to calm down, stay away from the male god, and not to cause him any trouble, he still couldn't hold back and asked, "Are you time-traveling?"

Long Xun paused in his footsteps, and hummed softly.

If you count it, he really has time-traveled.

Yin Chen got excited when he got the response, and suddenly took a step forward to Long Xun's side, eagerly lowered his voice and asked furtively: "You belonged to the Beggar Gang before? Are your tattoos like this? Is the owner of Jianshan Villa really beautiful? Hey, and there’s more, have you ever met Yang Yuhuan? Why did you time travel? Don’t worry, I promise not to tell anyone!”

Long Xun remained silent.

Because he didn't know any of the questions Ah Chen asked...

Yin Chen didn't care that he didn't answer. Yin Chen, who was overwhelmed by the excitement of seeing a martial arts master with his own eyes, didn't care about his previous nervousness and stiffness. He grabbed his male god's arm, and didn't notice that Long Xun's whole body suddenly disappeared. After a shock, he turned his face, and the eyes that were staring at him deeply.

That gaze was too focused and gentle.

"Male god, male god, can I learn your kung fu? Can I be as good as you? Do you really have internal force? What exactly is internal force? How does it feel when it flows?" Yin Chen shook Long Xun's hand He asked with folded arms, even subconsciously calling out the name he kept calling him in his heart without knowing it.

"I don't know, you can try." Long Xun replied softly, he raised his hand carefully, held Yin Chen's claw that was holding his arm, and then gently held him with the hand on the same side.

Yin Chen's palms still had the sweat left by the tension just now, they were a little cold and wet, and the skin and flesh of the slender hands were a little tender.That hand was not small, but Long Xun held it carefully.

"Really! Can I really ask you to learn Kung Fu? Do I want to get this tattoo too? Will it hurt? But it doesn't matter, I can bear it!"

"No tattoos."

"That's good, that's good! How long have you been practicing? Did you practice since childhood? Was it hard? Will it take me many years to practice? If it takes many years, will you teach me? You will think I'm an idiot Can't a fool learn?"

"will not."

"Are you originally with silver hair and golden eyes? No wonder you have vertical pupils in the video. Did you wear contact lenses?"

"..."

……

A silver-haired man dressed in an ancient style with a ponytail and a young man in modern clothes walked side by side hand in hand, the young man's chirping and excited voice and the man's short words were asking and answering.

Unknowingly, under the faint light, their shadows have overlapped together, and there is no longer the distance that made people feel distressed before.