female dragon

"In short..." Ao Yan slapped the table, and the bone china dishes on the table jumped up.He stood up, his golden pupils seemed to be ablaze with fire, "Whoever dares to fucking fuck my ass, I will kick his ass, yes! In Chinese, I will kill him and let him do that... um... Too cheap! Whether it's his X dragon or a monster!"

"Really?" Ao Ying also stood up suddenly and walked up to the boy.He was originally tall, with dark gray vertical pupils full of oppression.Ao Yan was obviously arrogant just now, but he was immediately extinguished by him as soon as he approached.But he still persevered, with an unyielding expression on his face.

"You have to realize one thing."

Ao Yan was still staring at the opponent's vertical pupils one moment, and was pressed heavily on the table the next moment.He didn't see how the opponent made a move at all.The other party easily subdued him with just one hand, so fast and ruthless that he couldn't move at all.The cold oppressive feeling from his back made him almost suffocate, and his heart couldn't help shivering.

It's like a wild beast being suppressed by a more powerful beast and can only obey.

Turning his head sideways, he could look into the man's dark gray eyes, the vertical pupils were as sharp as blades, exuding a sharp and icy chill.Ao Yan was familiar with what emanated from it—murderous aura.

Teenagers who are fighting each other have long been used to it.Those who are gangsters will inevitably be stained with this kind of atmosphere.Whether it was a killer or a perverted murderer, he had encountered many times, but he had never seen a person who could exude such a strong murderous aura.It's not bloody red, but black full of ghosts.How many people do you have to kill?I'm afraid it will only appear on a bloody and cruel battlefield.

"It's like Shura crawling out of hell." This is what a senior described as the scariest person he has ever seen.At that time, he only thought the other party was joking.How can there be such a person in this world, even a soldier who participated in the Vietnam War may not necessarily be like this.

But he really felt it now.This man named Ao Ying was like a Shura ghost standing on a battlefield strewn with corpses. He could even hear the wailing and fighting sounds of the killed ghosts.

"Everything is based on strength. If you are weak, you can only let yourself be manipulated. Now you have no right to refuse."

Reluctance and anger welled up in his head again, and the young man's red pupils stared at the man who suppressed him, "Hmph, I also have strength. Those gangsters last night were not enough to watch."

"Heh." Ao Ying made a single note, full of sarcasm, "Then you can try it."

Feeling that the pressure on his body disappeared, Ao Yan immediately jumped up and took half a step back to stare at him vigilantly.The latter signaled to Ao Lie that the child would be in charge immediately.

He stood up and cupped his fists at the boy, "Accepted."

As soon as the words fell, Ao Lie's figure had already rushed in front of the young man. Although the latter had been prepared for a long time, he didn't expect the speed to be so fast.Immediately he threw a left uppercut.He has fought black boxing for a period of time, and he is quite confident in his boxing skills.

The child seemed to be a different person as soon as he started his hands, his eyes were sharp and his hands were steady, it was impossible to tell that he was only ten years old.He countered the youth's uppercut with a copy of his hand, the blade of his hand moved upwards, and slashed the opponent's neck with his palm.

The boy endured the pain and continued to swing his left fist while kicking.I only felt a pain in my elbow, the most vulnerable part of my arm was beaten by the opponent's hand knife, and my knee was also suppressed by the opponent's kick.He actually had insight into the action he was about to make and counterattacked accordingly.

This little kid is anything but simple.No, it should be said to be very strong.

In the narrow part of the side hall, the two fought back and forth.The child was not affected by Ao Yan's three bad moves, every move was methodical, his movements were as fast as a shooting star, and vigorous and powerful.What he uses is the Wing Chun boxing of the south, all of which are ingenious, and he uses every move to attack the enemy's weak point.No matter how strong the force is, he can easily resolve it.

But Ao Yan doesn't understand these things, he just thinks it's evil.All my ruthlessness went into the sea like mud, but I was always hit by the opponent instead.I don't know how many times I have suffered.

He jumped behind the table, and was about to overturn the table towards Ao Lie, but the other party was already a step ahead of him, jumped up, stood lightly on the edge of the table, kicked up, and hit the boy's jaw.

The boy was kicked and fell to the ground, unable to cry out in pain.Ao Lie jumped off the table, cupped his fists and said, "I admit it."

This contest was supposed to be over.However, Ao Lie was still too naive, how could a bastard like the opponent easily admit defeat?He only felt a white light in front of his eyes, and the boy picked up the broken bone china dish at some point and swiped it over.

Ao Lie immediately turned his head to avoid it, and then was pushed down on the table by a brute force.The red vertical pupils are like burning candles, full of anger but dazzling and beautiful.The boy's breath rushed towards his face and got into his nose.

The young man's jaw was hit hard just now, blood dripped from his saliva and dripped onto Ao Lie's lips.The latter opened his mouth, and the liquid flowed into his mouth.The rusty smell mixed with blood and the hot and strong breath like flames make people intoxicated.

"Damn brat! I didn't know where you were breastfeeding when I was boxing in the black street."

Feeling the sharpness on his neck, Ao Lie came back to his senses in an instant.

"You have already lost, the lazy face is really ugly."

"What the fuck did you say?"

Ao Yan was about to teach this ignorant brat a lesson when he was framed up.The man's stern voice came from behind.

"He's right, you've already lost."

"Let go of me! Who said I lost, as long as I have a breath, I won't lose!" Ao Yan bit the man's hand, but the latter seemed to be unconscious, and his strong fingers still restrained him.

"It is not the action of the strong to lose without admitting it."

"I didn't lose!"

"Alright then." Ao Ying sighed, "I'll give you another chance."

As soon as he was let go, Ao Yan immediately turned around and stared fiercely at that hateful man.The latter slowly raised a finger, "One year, I will give you one year, you must become the strongest. If you can do it..."

"I can do whatever I want!" Ao Yan is not stupid, if power is everything, and if he becomes the strongest, he can not only refuse to be a female dragon to give birth to cubs, but also can do whatever he wants.

Ao Ying raised the corners of his mouth, "If you can't do it..."

"Let it be dealt with!" Anyway, he has no way out, and gambling is only fun if it is a little risky.He went all out!

However, it wasn't long before Ao Yan realized that he regretted it.Because Ao Ying only said 'the strongest', not that their family was the strongest.Therefore, the definition of this 'strongest' is the entire Dragon Clan.