The Celestial Master of Time Traveling

On the way back, Zhuang Xian drove his electric car through an inaccessible woodland.

A motorcycle suddenly stopped in front of them, Zhuang Xian had to brake suddenly, Jiang Yuxuan almost fell behind him, he could only hug Zhuang Xian's waist tightly.Zhuang Xian only felt an inexplicable joy, but now is not the time for him to be happy.

The party that caused the trouble opened up provocatively: "Yo!"

"You are Zhuang Xian?" There were five or six people in the car, and the person who spoke was a red-haired person.He drove across directly, blocked Zhuang Xian's path, and jumped out of the car.

"Someone paid for your arm." Hongmao said, and took out a wooden stick.

Zhuang Xian took a look at Jiang Yuxuan: "You stay there obediently, and I'll go clean up these trash fish."

"Grandson, you have a serious tone." Hongmao played with the wooden stick and whistled at Jiang Yuxuan again. "Young boy is not bad. If you lose, we'll have a good time."

Jiang Yuxuan's temper was already fiery, and he was about to throw his fist at him without saying a word.

Zhuang Xian pressed his arm: "Don't let these turtle grandchildren dirty your hands. Let me do the dirty work of dealing with miscellaneous fish."

"Come together. Your grandpa and I are very busy." He didn't bother to look at these miscellaneous fish, and walked over slowly. "

What a big tone. "Hongmao has never been looked down upon like this before, and immediately exploded." If you lose in a while, don't regret it. "

Then he yelled at the buddies behind him: "We haven't played with rabbits yet, we'll apply the knowledge we learned on the Internet to that little boy."

"The gold master said that he was going to torment that male fox." Someone booed, and the other gangsters laughed arrogantly.

Jiang Yuxuan gritted his teeth angrily.

"There's no need to be angry with these low-level creatures." Zhuang Xian comforted him softly, "I'll tear their mouths off in a while. You can't be angry, be careful not to hurt yourself."

Next to the red hair, there is a sky braid.He touched the red hair with his elbow: "The hot rabbit is delicious!"

His smile is very wretched: "It is said that this kind of hot rabbit is very coquettish."

"After finishing this job in a while, let's satisfy our greed together." The red hair was completely unaware of the danger, and gave Jiang Yuxuan several presumptuous glances. "Although it's a man, it does make people drool."

The veins on Zhuang Xian's forehead throbbed: "You bitch grandchildren, if you are afraid of death, you should climb farther away, lest grandpa be killed by me."

"What's your attitude?" Hong Mao swung his stick angrily.

Zhuang Xian just glanced at him and yawned loudly: "Grandpa, I'm very busy, just give you time to escape."

"Since you want to die so much, then I'll beat you now!" Hong Maocong was completely enraged, he went over with a stick and hit Zhuang Xian hard on the back.

The stick broke at the sound, and the red hair was dumbfounded: "This..."

"How dare you take out this plastic thing to scare people?" Zhuang Xian stretched out his hand and clasped Hongmao's wrist.

Hong Mao's face was pale: "A special solid wooden stick, is this guy a devil?"

The other punks had dropped their sticks and taken out their hammers.

"Zhuang Xian, there is someone behind!" Jiang Yuxuan's heart tightened.

Zhuang Xian just smiled and greeted the hammer with his bare hands.

The man with the hammer froze in place.The hammer in his hand was directly deformed.When Zhuang Xian mentioned it casually, that person was brought up.No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of Zhuang Xian's shackles.

Just raising his hand, Zhuang Xian threw the man out.The man rolled a few times on the grass and passed out.

Zhuang Xian clasped the shoulder of a tattooed man: "Your brick is made of tofu, right?"

The tattooed man froze.

Zhuang Xian just snatched the brick and squeezed it with a little force, and the brick turned into powder directly.

Kicking the tattooed man away, Zhuang Xian looked at Jiang Yuxuan with a smile: "Does my acrobatics look good?"

"Wonderful." Jiang Yuxuan clapped his hands perfunctorily, not wanting to refute his face.

The unlucky red hair was directly hung upside down on a tree.

Zhuang Xian suddenly asked Jiang Yuxuan: "Have you ever heard of setting off firecrackers?"

"You'll understand in a while." Jiang Yuxuan didn't understand, so Zhuang Xian dug out a string of firecrackers from Hongmao's motorcycle.This is what the gangsters are going to use to blow his arm.

Jiang Yuxuan was even more confused: "Isn't it not allowed to shoot casually now? I'm worried that the city management will find out..."

"I think he quite likes it." Zhuang Xian smiled cunningly.