Data Wasteland

"Young Master Yang, forget it, she is just a child." Chen Xing slowed down and said sincerely. The other party is about to leave soon. At this moment, he doesn't want to grow extravagantly and expand the contradiction. Even if he can defeat the evil young man in front of him, he can't defeat the old man in black robes behind him, let alone the family behind him.

He is just the captain of a fringe town, with only quasi-elite strength, unable to fight against the behemoths that have been entrenched for hundreds of years. It is his helpless and only choice to calm people down.

Until then, the little girl finally recovered and ran over. Seeing the old man lying on the ground, her white hair stained with blood, the little girl threw herself down beside the old man with a "wow".

"Grandpa, grandpa!" She cried, trying to support the old man, but her thin arms couldn't support the old man's weight at all.

"Grandpa, what's the matter with you, grandpa, grandpa!"

The sorrowful cry sounded through the streets, hitting people's hearts like a sledgehammer. The eye circles of the onlookers were red, but no one dared to go up and help. They are either soldiers from major families or refugees from marginal towns, and no one dares to offend the children of the family.

Yang Zhiyong turned his head and stared at Chen Xing with triangular eyes, very vicious, like a cobra with a pricked neck.

Chen Xing really wanted to smash this stinky face with a punch, watching its teeth flew and twisted. But in the end, reason defeated the impulse and suppressed the idea.

But what's interesting is that, despite Yang Zhiyong's fierce appearance, he hasn't done anything yet. When he first arrived, others just accidentally scanned him, and he severely injured him, but now he hesitated. It seems that Chen Xing suffered two losses in his hands, and he has a long memory.

"cough……"

In the stalemate, a soft cough suddenly sounded from the rear. Yang Zhiyong frowned, showing unwillingness, and finally shook off Chen Xing's hand forcefully, took another look at him, and turned away.

When passing by Chen Xing, the black robe old man suddenly snorted coldly. Hearing in the ears, it seemed like thunder was exploding. Chen Xing's face turned pale, his scalp was tingling, and cold sweat broke out from his back. In the spirit sea, a frenzy surged, and all the runes bloomed with dazzling light, as if the enemy was present, with all their strength to resist.

This is the strength of the big guard level, the domain coercion. Use its own high-level domains to crush low-level domains.

Chen Xing only felt that Linghai was crumbling, and the sky seemed to split apart. At the critical moment, the rune flowing with magma suddenly soared into the sky, emitting a huge red light. Linghai instantly returned to calm, calm, as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"what?"

The black-robed old man groaned and glanced back at Chen Xing, but he didn't stop in his footsteps and walked away after a while.

Although the opponent is strong, Chen Xing is not too scared anymore. The domain coercion just now looked great, but it was far inferior to Aaliyah's golden pupil. If it was the latter, he would have been unable to hold it long ago. Of course, the most important thing was to rely on the "Blood of the Flame Demon" rune, which directly suppressed the turbulence of the Linghai.

In this rebirth, he took several "first bloods", but this was still the most useful, although he was squeezed throughout the whole process.

It's just that if the person involved knows this idea, he doesn't know if he will go crazy with anger.

After Yang Zhiyong and his party left, Chen Xing came to the little girl. The little girl knelt beside the old man, already crying.

"Grandpa, grandpa..." She gently pushed the old man's body, but couldn't get any response. Chen Xing stretched out his hand, trying to comfort him, but he was frozen in the air, not knowing what to say. This kind of sadness cannot be comforted by a few empty words.

Before long, Ye Yang Bailiu brought the doctor, and with the help of others, he carried the old man away.

Looking at the little girl crying behind the stretcher, Chen Xing only felt extremely dull in his chest. As a man for three generations, he had already cultivated a heart as hard as iron, and the grandfather and grandson were not related to him, but they did not know why, which made him feel unspeakable sadness.

Perhaps this is the sympathy of the weak...

The vicious face appeared in his mind again, and he secretly vowed that if there is another time, he will treat it like a mess!

No matter what the cost!

After half an hour, after dealing with the elderly, Chen Xing and Ye Yang Bailiu came to the mayor's mansion to attend the banquet.

"Sister, brother-in-law~"

As soon as he entered the hall, Ye Yang Qingyan ran over happily and greeted the two of them. This time, Ye Yang Bailiu did not hide his identity again. He wore a white gold-rimmed battle priest's robe. His long hair was tied with a ribbon and hung on his back. His hands were held on each other and placed on his lower abdomen. He wore a pair of short white cloth with laces under his feet. Boots. The face is gentle, the temperament is virtuous, and what he carries is the frame of everybody's lady.

Ye Yangqingyan wears long leather boots and a short skirt with sling and checkered cloth. The thighs under the skirt are dazzlingly white. The upper body is a white shirt. She wears pierced leather gloves on her hands. She wears a pure high school uniform with wild attire. , Sexy and hot, as if about to burst into flames.

Two sisters stand together, one is dignified and virtuous, gentle and atmospheric, and the other is **** and wild, like red and white roses, complementing each other.

Because the flowers beside him were too fragrant and dazzling, even the green leaf of Chen Xing attracted a lot of attention. There are envious, jealous, even spiteful...

Those hostile eyes were mainly concentrated in the corner of the hall. Roy Moore, Luo Shaoqing, Zhang Meng, Yang Zhiyong and others stood there, seeming to be communicating in a low voice. Sun Yong and Wu Hao mixed in, nodding and bowing from time to time, laughing to please. After discovering Chen Xing, a few people looked at him in unison, their eyes were ambiguous, either mocking, disdainful, or vicious...

The actual hostility made Chen Xing feel very uncomfortable with the thorns on his back. But these people will leave soon, and there will be no intersection in the future. It doesn't matter if the enemy is still a friend. Thinking of this, he was relieved, looked away, and made his own.

"Big brother, let's meet again~" "When will you come to our Shiraishi house?" The twin sisters of Shiraishi house walked side by side and asked with a grin.

"Go away, two little girls, don't bother my brother-in-law." Chen Xing hadn't answered yet, Ye Yang Qingyan had choked back.

"You're a slut, you dress so revealing!" "The belly button is exposed, so shameless!" The Shiraishi sisters immediately sneered at each other, their eyes were very contemptuous.

"Brother-in-law, they scolded me~" Ye Yangqing groaned, looking aggrieved.

"Uh..." Chen Xing's expression was a little stiff, and he looked at Ye Yang Bailiu for help. The latter turned his face, pretending not to see it.

When he was in a dilemma, a provocative voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"Hey, boy, I heard you are arrogant."

Turning his head to see, the person here was the second youngest of the Yang family, Yang Zhiyong. Looking at the few people standing in the corner of the hall behind the other party, Chen Xing immediately understood that the other party had come prepared this time, I'm afraid it can't be kind!