Destiny's Child: Protect Our Villain!

"You dare to hit me?"

Chen Lu roared as if he was crazy.

"Since we have nothing to do with each other, please Miss Chen Lu, please pay attention to your identity!"

"I am the eldest son of the Zhou family, who are you?"

Zhou Yang suddenly pushed Chen Lu aside and glanced at Li Yan, "Watch this brainless woman of yours!"

Chen Lu roared angrily and was about to charge forward again, but Li Yan held her back.

Little ancestor, don’t be crazy!

This young man of the Zhou family is a little weird!

Zhou Yang turned around and left, first to apply for suspension of school, and then...

Stop all the business that you brought to the Chen family because of your identity!

For this Chen Lu, the original owner made countless deals to send money to her family. As for now...

The Chen family relied on their status as the Zhou family to offend many people.

There is no need to do it yourself.

As for Li Yan...

Find someone to deal with him!

The epic destiny protagonist versus the sophisticated destiny protagonist...

Who wins and who loses?

Please listen to find out next time.

"Ding, host, don't leave!"

"Come on, scold him, suppress him, fuck him!"

The system howled.

It's rare that the host and the protagonist are at loggerheads. Why don't you take advantage of this to get more luck points?

"System, can I become an Immortal Emperor in the future?"

Zhou Yang asked with a smile.

"Ding, sure!" the system said happily.

"Then, system, let's discuss it...you can first cultivate me as an Immortal Emperor, and then I will lead you to kill indiscriminately, and give you all the luck points, how about that?"

Zhou Yang smiled.

System: Ah! ?

"You see, anyway, the luck points I get will eventually be exchanged for cultivation, skills, etc., and I will eventually become an Immortal Emperor."

"So, change your thinking and look at it from the other side!"

"I will become the Immortal Emperor first, and then I will give you all the luck points I collected."

"The luck values ​​are still those luck values, and the Immortal Emperor's cultivation is still the Immortal Emperor's cultivation."

Zhou Yang turned on the cheating mode, "Back and forth, it's not bad!"

system:"……"

"Ding, host, you're too weak to do anything!"

The system was speechless, "Do whatever you like. If you don't want to offend the protagonist, don't do it."

Zhou Yang: "..."

Hey, our mouth evasion skills are much worse than Naruto's, otherwise, I would definitely fool the system's pants.

Can't you really cultivate yourself first, and then go pick up the Destiny's son's wool?

Zhou Yang strolled to the principal's office, knocked on the door and walked in.

After a while, he walked out with a smile on his face.

Once the leave of absence is over, you can go to school when you want and come back when you want.

As for now...

Let’s go, let’s go to the affiliated middle school to find Lin Yue!

I'm a professional at trying to gain favor in front of the sister of the epic Destiny protagonist.

As for Li Yan...

Lin Feng, please do something!

I walked out of the campus and was about to go to the affiliated middle school, but suddenly I found a group of people gathered in front of me.

An old man fell to the ground, his face ashen, and a group of people gathered around to watch, but no one dared to go up.

Zhou Yang: (⊙o⊙)…

According to the rules...

The old man fell to the ground and I ran away!

"Ding ding ding, look at the hammer, go up and fuck him!"

"Ding, I found the rare-level Son of Destiny, the host, take advantage of the crowd, go up and attack him!"

The system screamed.

Zhou Yang's face twitched.

There are a little too many children of destiny in this world!

What kind of world is this? Why are there so many children of destiny?

Who is this destined son?

"Ding, there are many children of destiny. This is reasonable. After all, this world is the last... cough cough cough!"

"No matter, host, go up and fuck him!"

The system screamed and pointed at a man.

Zhou Yang: What’s the last thing?

System, do you know something?

"Ding, the host heard it wrong, hurry up and suppress the Son of Destiny!"

The system said speechlessly.

Zhou Yang rolled his eyes and forget it.

I am here to lie down in this life, and keep secrets whenever I love them.

Glancing at the old man, Zhou Yang was extremely calm. Normally, this kind of situation would give the protagonist a sense of presence.

This old man must be some kind of awesome person, and the protagonist gained a lot of affection and successfully captured him.

Become the guiding light on the way to the protagonist's pretense and slap in the face.

Who knows, the cool old man always likes to faint on the way.

Moreover, there was not even a bodyguard by his side.

Is this reasonable?

Why does this old man look familiar?

Damn it!

Isn't this Ta Ma the last mayor, Mr. Mo?

Mo Lao has a clear mind, does practical things for the people, and is deeply supported.

Zhou Yang: Mr. Mo, you are retired, don’t wander around alone!

"Give me, let me!"

A young man in his mid-twenties with a handsome face rushed in, holding a dish in his left hand and grabbing the people beside him with his right hand.

He strode forward.

"Young man, no, be careful!"

someone shouted hurriedly.

The young man turned around and smiled, "You don't need to help a person when he falls, but when his heart is broken, can he still be helped up?"

Zhou Yang: "..."

A skit is a skit after all and has nothing to do with reality.

"Old man!"

The young man put the dish on the ground, touched the old man's chest, then picked up the old man's wrist and felt for his pulse.

"Ding, host, are you going to get in or not?"

The system is completely helpless.

Zhou Yang shook his head and walked up.

"Young man, don't be impulsive. Professionals do professional things. I've called 120. Please step back!"

An old man shouted to the young man just now.

"Okay, stop yelling!"

Zhou Yang walked out and shouted, "I'm Zhou Yang, the eldest son of the Zhou family. I'm asking around on the road!"

Everyone was stunned.

Zhou family?

Damn it, is it that Zhou family?

As soon as the young man helped the old man up, he was also stunned.

The eldest son of the Zhou family?

Is it the licking dog that has gone viral among the upper class circles?

etc……

Is he a warrior?

Moreover, it is unfathomable!

It’s just a little bit worse than me!

"Brother, can you do it?"

Zhou Yang looked at the young man and said, "If it doesn't work, I'll call an ambulance for you."

"No, it's okay, I can save him!" the young man said.

"Um, I said I'm calling an ambulance for you."

Zhou Yang scratched his head and said shyly, "This is Mr. Mo, the old mayor."

"I'm afraid you'll be put to death and someone from the Mo family will give you a beating!"

"So, call an ambulance for you in advance."

Zhou Yang said with an embarrassed look.

The young man's face twitched.

I'm so numb, my feelings are really calling me an ambulance!

I, Chu Lingtian, am the mighty Dragon King!

I can’t even save an old man?

Could you please call me an ambulance?

You look down on me, don’t you?

Chu Lingtian rolled up his sleeves and slapped Mr. Mo on the chest.

cough!

Mr. Mo suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm, "It's suffocating me to death!"

"Old man, are you okay?"

Chu Lingtian asked.

"It's okay, young man, thank you!"

Mr. Mo gasped violently for a few times, "It almost suffocated me to death."

"Mr. Mo, what's going on?"

Zhou Yang asked carelessly.

"Zhou Yang, is that you?"

Mr. Mo was startled for a moment, recognized Zhou Yang, and said, "I'm fine. I went out for a walk, but my chest was tight and I couldn't breathe. It seems that I'm old. I couldn't take a breath and fainted!"

"Mo Lao, you are so old, take good care of yourself!"

"If you are gone, it will be a loss for our Magic City!"

Zhou Yang laughed.

"You've already retired, what do you have to lose?"

"As for the loss...old man, I think my body is in great shape, and I can still look at beautiful women every day, which refreshes my spirit!"

Mr. Mo laughed.

Zhou Yang: Well, after retirement, Mr. Mo has let himself go.

"Zhou Yang, are you planning to go to Shanghai University? Are you going to lick... well, find your little girlfriend again?" Mr. Mo asked subconsciously.

Zhou Yang: Mr. Mo, you old guy, don’t imitate us young people!

You just wanted to say lick the dog!

"I won't lick anymore!"

Zhou Yang decisively distanced himself from the connection between his predecessor and himself.

"No more licking?"

Mo Lao was stunned, "Real or false?"

"If you say I won't lick, I won't!"

"However, Mr. Mo, I am the eldest son of the Zhou family. Isn't it possible that all the higher-ups know about this trivial matter?"

Zhou Yang said helplessly.

Mr. Mo: "..."

upper layer?

You said the least!

Anyone in the middle or upper class doesn't know that you, a brat, had your brain kicked by a donkey and became a licking dog.

The point is, that thing you are licking is not a good product!