[Comprehensive Yingmei] I'm already a useless dragon

Chapter 1: Day 1 of Not Being a Dragon

United States, Las Vegas.

The city described as "hell on one side and heaven on the other" reveals its true appearance at night, with colorful neon lights flashing, taking pictures of all the gamblers who walked out of the casino, whether they were complacent or lost and crazy Clearly.

The temperature at night in summer is very different from that during the day, and the wind passes through the alley next to it, bringing out the smell in the alley—cigarettes and body sweat that belong to human beings, mixed with the smell of blood... There is a very unique kind of humus soil at the bottom of the young grass leaves in spring.

The decay and aging hidden under the extreme youth is something he has never smelled before.

In a dark and remote alley, two or three tall young people blocked a boy in a corner, and another person leaned against the wall next to him uninterestedly. He cast a disgusted glance at the child who was being beaten silently in the corner next to him, and said vaguely, "Forget it."

One of the boys dyed a strand of blond hair. Hearing what the boss said, he said unhappily: "A junior high school student is a junior high school student. Why come to high school to show off?"

What kind of genius with a high IQ, isn't he the guy they beat up when they don't like it?

——An obvious incident of off-campus bullying.

During the gap between the two of them talking, a regular "da, da" sound came from the end of the alley, and the two looked over there.Walking against the light was a slender figure. The lights at the end of the alley dragged his shadow extremely long. The man put his hands in his pockets and approached them unhurriedly, as if he didn't see what they were doing at all. group.

When he got near the two of them, the man stopped and looked at the boy surrounded by them.

The young man with dyed blond hair sneered, and sized up the child who was not as tall as his shoulders when he walked up to him. He leaned over and said, "Hey, brat, if you don't want to be beaten together, run away!" It's better to stay far away, this is not the place for you to be a hero."

The boy he warned had black curly hair, fair skin, well-defined features on his face, three-dimensional contours, almost deep, wearing a long-sleeved shirt with a thin knitted vest, black trousers and leather shoes .

After hearing his words, the boy slightly raised his eyelids, and after giving him a cold look with his pale blue eyes, he lowered his eyes and looked at the place behind him.

Rather than looking at the child who was beaten, it is better to say looking at the wall.

The strange smell came from the other side of the wall.

... I took the wrong alley, I should have taken the one next to it just now.

Annoyance flashed in his eyes, but the high school student in front of him couldn't see his emotions. Seeing him not moving for a long time, he felt annoyed that he was offended by a brat, and he wanted to grab it His collar—

In the next second, he only felt a pain in his abdomen, and his whole body was hit by a strong force, and he took a few steps back uncontrollably.At the same time, the voice of the black-haired boy reached his ears, without the slightest emotion, but with a creeping coldness:

"roll."

As soon as the words were pronounced, he found that strange smell was coming from all directions, and it became more and more intense in the air.

He tilted his head in doubt... more than one?

While thinking this way, the smell that he smelled first quickly pulled away from the other side of the wall, reached the other end of the alley, and merged with the others.

Several high school students saw their companion kicked to the wall by this boy, and they all surrounded him aggressively. The young man who was originally in the lead poohed the cigarette butt in his mouth to the side, and quickly rolled up the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand. The moment when the arm was raised in the air and was about to punch down with his fist——

His arm was suddenly grabbed by a hand, and a polite and gentle voice that could not be refused came from behind: "Sorry, what can you do with my brother?"

The young man moved his arm, and broke away from his hand in displeasure. His eyes were full of anger and he looked back at this guy, and finally looked back...

Standing behind are two adults, a man and a woman, standing behind him with a three-quarter hairstyle and a decent gray-blue suit, smiling and watching him.

But there was no smile in the eyes looking at him.

The moment he met his gaze, it was like being stared at by a giant snake suddenly, which made the young man break out in a cold sweat.

Fuck, it's not easy to mess with.

Damn, what's the matter, are the parents out looking for rebellious children who ran away from home?

After realizing the danger of this person, based on the principle that minors should not fight with adults, he took a deep breath, turned around and called to his classmates, and said suppressing his emotions, "Let's go, the parents are here."

He glared hard at the little brat who was surrounded by them and ignored them from the beginning to the end, thinking that the next time we meet again, he must beat him up before his parents come.

"Ivan, don't run around in the middle of the night." The woman behind said helplessly and stepped forward.The long flaxen-colored hair is permed into sexy waves, and the same light blue eyes are curved as his, but it is completely different from his thinness, because the smile is full of unspeakable charm, which makes people feel One look and you can't take your eyes off it.

While talking about her younger brother, she walked to the corner next to the wall. The child whose forehead was broken by the beating before was uncomfortably arranging her clothes under her sight. She only dared to look up at them quietly, and then looked down. Looking at his toes, he seemed to be thinking about when it would be better for him to run home.

"Are you okay?" The woman took out a pack of tissues from the bag beside her, tore open the package and took out one for him. When she bent down to look at him, the smile in her eyes didn't fade at all.

The boy's hairstyle was a bit messy, with curly hair, and an army green cloth bag slung across his shoulders, trying to put back all the books that had just been dropped.Seeing the paper handed by the woman, he shyly thanked him, and curiously looked at the boy next to him who was almost beaten like him before.

Even if he was told by his parents, he still stood there nonchalantly, looking at the direction of the other side of the alley, wondering what he was thinking.

A few seconds later, his eyes moved slightly, he looked in the direction of the man in the suit, and asked, "Tom, did you smell it? That smell?"

Just after he finished speaking, the woman put her hand on the shoulder of the boy in front of her, and said with a smile: "It's so late, your parents should be very worried about you, go back quickly."

"Okay, thank you, goodbye." After he finished speaking, he pinched the strap of the satchel, and quickly walked out in the direction Ivan came from.

As soon as he left the alley, the woman wrinkled her nose and unhappily answered Ivan's question for her boyfriend: "Ivan, even if you despise me for being dull--I still want to tell you that no matter how sharp Tom is, he can still be as sharp as I am." You are different from Dad, he doesn't recognize things by nose, thank you."

Tom smiled, followed where the boy was looking, stared at the depths of the dark alley with no end in sight, and asked with interest:

"What's the smell?"

"The smell of green grass and rotten soil mixed together." Ivan narrated lightly, his eyes still staring at the depths of the alley, for no other reason - because he could feel that there were many probing eyes falling on him body.

The smile on Tom's lips deepened. Although he didn't have the sensitive facial features of the other party, he could still feel those eyes from the depths of the alley, and there was a line of sight that couldn't be ignored, as if it could penetrate his brain.

A breath of life and death mingled?Interesting.

"Don't be so curious, go back. After being out for so long, my mother will think that the three of us have disappeared together." After hearing her brother's description, the corner of the woman's mouth twitched, not interested in finding out who was in the alley, and took a picture of him shoulder, pulling him to go out.

Ivan curled his lips, glanced at her unhappily, and then looked at the man in the suit over there, trying to find another breakthrough:

"Tom, aren't you interested?"

Of course Tom knew what he was up to, but after receiving the woman's threatening gaze, he smiled against his will and replied, "Not interested."

Ivan: ...tracheitis, there is no cure.

"You don't have to come out to find me next time." He followed them out dejectedly.

"Do you think I do? Talk to your mother if you have any opinions--if you are not afraid of being beaten up by your father after making her sad. Let me tell you first, the lawn in the garden was only repaired last week, and you will suffer Run away." The woman looked at him with a smile and replied.

Life is not as good as a lawn, it really is my sister.Ivan thought blankly.

After the three of them left.

A group of figures gradually appeared in the original alley. They were all in good shape, with white skin and exquisite looks. Those who didn't know it saw it and definitely thought it was a group of models coming out to play.The conversation in the alley before was naturally heard clearly by them - the little boy was not the only one with sharp facial features.

Not only can he smell their scent, but of course they can also detect his breath.

A feeling that, although still very immature, is full of menace.

Of course, the two who came later didn't feel much better, even though they were human.

They didn't expect to encounter such a thing while traveling during the holidays, and they were a little confused for a while.

"Edward?" One of them noticed that his little friend was in a daze, and called out to him curiously.

Edward recovered from his daze, and looked deeply at his family members with golden eyes, "I can't read their thoughts..." From the time he became a vampire until now, he has never met himself reading a book. Human beings without thinking.

It's so strange.

As soon as Edward said this, the expressions of the people around him immediately changed.It is precisely because I know how powerful Edward's mind reading skills are that I understand how difficult it is for the few people who just left.

"Alice." The man in the lead looked at his descendant, the meaning in his words was obvious, and he wanted to ask if this descendant with the ability to foresee could see any danger.

Alice's short black hair was playfully upturned, her face was small and delicate, and her golden eyes, which were exactly the same as Carlisle who asked her, were full of innocence. She replied, "I can't see anything for the time being."

"There should be no danger for the time being, right?" Another vampire who also knew Alice's ability guessed.

Carlisle looked at the direction that was already empty at the end of the alley, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, Edward followed his gaze to the direction of the alley, and suddenly asked the people around him, "Do you know what that boy was thinking when he was beaten?"

People around: "...?"

The handsome blond-haired vampire's tone was mixed with inexplicable emotion and admiration, and he replied complicatedly: "While he was calculating the force and angle of those people's punches, trying to avoid the fatal point, he was verifying the price in his mind. Ma guessed."

A group of vampires who read the book: "...!!!"

Are human beings so awesome these days?

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