Fast travel: the 101st be

Ling Ye held him back, "Don't."

"Don't what? Don't tell me that you didn't realize that she was the girl who was robbed that day."

"Let's go." Ling Ye said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Go on, what's wrong with the tattoo? The tattoo will still help you snatch the bag back from the thief. I won't say thank you and run away, and bite someone when I turn around? He really treats him if he doesn't speak There's no one around to talk to, right?"

"Who knows if I'm with those people? I've seen too much news like this, and half of the money in my bag was lost that day! This kind of person doesn't look like a good person."

A person with ten years of cerebral thrombosis probably wouldn't be able to say this, Cheng Yuan was a little bit annoyed, "Why don't you ask if your husband took it away to buy a necklace for a beautiful girl? It's still half short, Just like you, don’t shout for help next time someone is dragged into the alley and raped, what are you shouting for? Maybe everyone who comes here is with them.”

"You! Why are you talking so dirty, kid?" The aunt was a little annoyed.

"Would you like to listen to the dirtier ones? Study hard, and you will surely win again and again when you turn around and scold those seven aunts and eight wives."

"However, before I start school, I would like to trouble you, aunt, and apologize to my friend first."

The woman may be used to seeing juniors who are submissive to their elders, but she has never seen a young man with such a posture, especially the aggressive and serious eyes when she said the last sentence and looked at her level.

Although the aunt was panicked, she still puffed her chest and tried to put on a bit of an elder's air, "Why do you apologize? What did I do wrong? Why should I apologize? Sure enough, it's not a good thing to play with this kind of person, which school? There is no quality at all, get out of the way."

After finishing speaking, he squeezed Ling Ye hard with his elbow.

Cheng Yuan's eyes widened.

"Tell me about quality? Ha, great."

Ling Ye sensed something was wrong in Cheng Yuan's tone, "Cheng Yuan."

"What are you going to do? There are so many people, what do you want to do?" Although the aunt retreated subconsciously, her words could add fuel to the flames.

"Don't..." Ling Ye grabbed his arm.

"Damn it, don't pull me, this bitch is so fucking annoying!"

"Cheng Yuan—"

Ling Ye was worried that something big would happen, but it turned out that he was overthinking.

He only subconsciously took out one hand and wrapped it around the waist of the jumping person, and with the other hand he was still holding on to the handle of the shopping cart before he could get it up, and the person couldn't get away at all.

Only the fluttering portion is left.

...I thought it would be weak, but I didn't expect it to be so weak...

Seeing that Cheng Yuan was stopped by others, the aunt couldn't lose her momentum, so she also followed suit, and a bunch of good people around her stepped forward to stop her.

"Forget it, it's all a misunderstanding."

"What's the point of competing with children?"

"Let's go, it's a small matter."

……

But Auntie and Cheng Yuan were both reluctant to let go, and there was a posture that the winner must be determined, one by one showing their teeth and claws.

"You fucking let go! See if I don't kill this bitch today!"

Ling Ye, the original party who was forced out of the incident, stopped Cheng Yuan at the moment, and was forced to enjoy the slightly absurd scene of chickens pecking each other, a little speechless.

Thinking that the fight between these two people should not be serious, maybe they will finish their work and go home early.

So Lingye really let go.

Cheng Yuan staggered and ran directly in front of the aunt.

The air was momentarily still.

It may have been two centuries and so long, Cheng Yuan turned around,

"Fuck me, let me let you go, do you really let me go?

Ling Ye: "..."

Cheng Yuan moved back to Ling Ye and put his hand back around.

"What are you doing? Fight me away? Will you persuade me to fight?"

The aunt hadn't figured out the situation yet, so she continued to yell, "Come on, fight, fight? Come on!"

"Fight! Who is afraid of you! Don't stop me!"

Lingye finally couldn't take it anymore, and took the two shelves away before the manager of the supermarket came over.

During the period, that person kept shouting, "I'm afraid of you! Wrinkled old lady!"

"Okay, I can't hear you anymore." Ling Ye put him down.

"Ah, let's stop chasing, that eighth woman."

"You are..."

"I can't really hit it, can I? If I really do it, how can she be enough for me?" Cheng Yuan tidied up the shopping cart, only to find that Ru Lingye even pulled back the shopping cart together.

"maybe."

"...Please sort out the wording you just said."

Ling Ye glanced up and down respectfully before coming to a conclusion, "Weak chicken."

"!! Damn, I really don't know how to fight? Except for your non-human style of fighting, when have I ever lost a fight?"

Ling Ye didn't speak, just nodded lightly, dispensable.

The range of action is not large, and the insult is extremely strong.

Cheng Yuan: "..."

"Wow who was I talking to?"

"I didn't let you argue with others."

"Me!" Cheng Yuan raised his hand as if he wanted to hit someone, but before it landed on Ling Ye, he was cowardly again, aggrieved, "Forget it, but I can't beat you... I will be beaten again later..."

Ling Ye couldn't hold back a chuckle, and the corner of his mouth curled into a very shallow and light arc, probably because he felt that he was not used to being seen by others, so he subconsciously turned his head to avoid what Cheng Yuan could see.

"Why don't you argue with her? How can you just let her fart there like this? Aren't you very capable at school, why are you a softie who can be bullied by a spoiled aunt when you leave the school?"

"It doesn't matter."

"It doesn't matter what a fart, if you can't talk, you can't talk, and if you can't talk, you can't find someone who can talk by your side? You see, I know that I can bring someone who can fight around."

Ling Ye tilted his head and glanced at him.

Cheng Yuan grinned and walked to Ling Ye's side, "So you have to take me with you in the future, right? I'll scold you for you, and you help me fight."

"..." Relying on the memory of the shopping list that Cheng Yuan showed him, Ling Ye added a few things to the shopping cart along the way. "Let's go, your mother should wait in a hurry."

"Oh, speaking of which, it's my mom's birthday today, so I want you to come over."

"Isn't it just last week?" Lingye clearly remembered eating cake that day.

"That's in the Gregorian calendar."

"Your dad just had his birthday the day before yesterday, your grandpa was coming yesterday, your grandma was coming last weekend, your family killed chickens last Monday and ducks on Tuesday?"

Cheng Yuan chuckled, "Huh? What's the matter? It's a good day? What's wrong with pulling you over to celebrate? We're so familiar."

Ling Ye was speechless.

"Oh, let's go," Cheng Yuan put two large plastic bags on the left and right in the hands of the tool man Ling Ye, and pushed the man's shoulders from behind to walk forward. "Also, Ling Ye, you are not bad at all, you are actually a nice person, don't let others think you are a bad student, a bad boy, a bad person, you will be scolded if you are wronged."

"Don't pretend to be fierce, it's not good-looking, it looks pretty when you smile, don't pretend, I just saw it."

Speaking of this, he suddenly seemed to remember something, and ran to the front of the person again, and forced a smile for him with both hands.

"Hahaha, that's it, smile more."

Ling Ye smiled bluntly, and looked at the person in front of him, "The person who treated me like this last time still has a broken leg."

"Tsk, I'm afraid of death." Cheng Yuan didn't take it seriously at all, still smiling, turned his head forward, and pulled Ling Ye's wrist familiarly.

"Let's go, my mother is still waiting."