Destiny's Child: Protect Our Villain!

"Leave it to me!"

Xiao Fan came to the underground parking lot and mentioned Zhang San with a gentle look on his face.

"about to die!"

Zhou Yang was a little embarrassed.

"It's okay, I'll call Ye Chen right now!"

"Hang his life!"

"Ye Chen is a peerless nanny!"

Xiao Fan smiled slightly.

Zhou Yang nodded heavily, "Yes, Xiao Zizi is a support player."

"Withdraw!"

Xiao Fan mentioned Zhang San and disappeared with a whoosh.

Zhou Yang exhaled, "Tongzi, look, I didn't meet the Son of Destiny in the mall."

"Ding, Tongzi only said that the probability is higher in these places!"

The system responded, "Besides, how many Destiny Sons do you know?"

"That's because, in novels, the protagonist is most likely to appear in the magical city!"

Zhou Yang replied.

"Kneel down. I'll continue walking."

"twitter!"

Zhou Yang turned around and strolled back into the mall.

Qian Xiaolong: "???"

Where are people?

Damn it, I still underestimated the capabilities of the Zhou family!

Zhang San solved it silently!

"Young Master Zhou, please hug me!"

Qian Xiaolong spoke solemnly.

"Go away and find Lin Feng!"

Zhou Yang rolled his eyes.

Qian Xiaolong: "What, I have already informed Mr. Lin Feng."

Zhou Yang took out his mobile phone and waved his hand.

After notifying Lin Feng, Lin Feng couldn't decide.

He continued to beat Li Yan in class, eat and sleep.

However, when he was surprised, this time Li Yan was fearless.

Although he was beaten, he never begged for mercy, and what came out clearly in those eyes was a chill and a sense of confidence.

This made Lin Feng a little surprised.

Is it possible that Li Yan has found a backer again?

Oh, by the way, Zhou Yang found someone from the Zhaori Sect.

This Li Yan must have hooked up with someone from the Zhaori Sect again.

Well, when Xiao Fan destroyed the Zhaori Sect, I went to help and dragged Li Yan over.

Let him despair again!

Zhou Yang went up and took a stroll.

Then he saw Feng Jingming taking Qi Meng to buy clothes.

Zhou Yang sneered and said he was not dating.

Watching the two people leaving, Zhou Yang had already imagined a big drama in his mind.

The domineering president and the soft and sweet wife.

Then a vicious mother-in-law came out and said arrogantly, how much money would it take to leave my son...

Zhou Yang shivered, turned around and continued walking.

After walking around for a whole day, I didn't meet the protagonist.

"Hello, Shen Xueling?"

"The dragon group will meet up at night?"

"Damn it, there won't be any important mission, right?"

Zhou Yang answered the phone curiously, with a dull look on his face.

Paralyzed, the four main characters beside me.

Any mission will definitely become SSS-level hell difficulty.

(⊙_⊙)?

Zhou Yang hung up the phone with a confused look on his face.

We meet at night, the military and police are dispatched together, and we go to Fang's house at night? ? ?

No, it’s just a Fang family, such a big move?

In the Zhou family villa.

Zhang San is dead.

Xiao Fan hung up the phone with a weird look on his face.

The Zhaorizong moved very quickly and actually united with the Fang family.

Ye Chen: "What, you said you wouldn't save him? Don't look for me when he's dead!"

Xiao Fan rolled his eyes and said, "Someone will call you in a while."

Ye Chen's cell phone rang.

Ye Chen gave a thumbs up and looked at Xiao Fan with clear and stupid eyes.

"God of War, you are so awesome, you can pinch and count!"

Xiao Fan's face twitched.

He knows how to use a hammer!

Chu Lingtian, who was shopping with his wife, was in school, and Lin Feng, who was ready to put a sack on Li Yan, also received a call.

Let's go to the Dragon Group to meet up that night.

Time flies, and it’s night in the blink of an eye.

Uncle Yang drove the extended version of the Rolls-Royce to the dilapidated house of the Dragon Group.

Shen Xueling and an old man who looked to be in his sixties or seventies were standing at the door.

"Xueling, hello!"

After everyone came down, they all said hello.

"They are all young talents."

The old man smiled softly and said, "Xue Ling, you have a good eye, so you don't catch anything. Can you bring me back to be my grandson-in-law?"

"Grandpa, what are you talking about? I don't want to die."

Shen Xueling pouted.

"What the hell, Mr. Shen?"

Xiao Fan suddenly exclaimed.

"Are you Xiao Fan, the current God of War?"

Looking at Xiao Fan, Mr. Shen smiled.

"Meet Mr. Shen!"

Xiao Fan looked extremely respectful and bowed to Mr. Shen.

Chu Lingtian took a step forward and also bowed, "Greetings to Mr. Shen!"

Although Ye Chen didn't understand, he saluted.

Lin Feng smiled slightly and went to pay homage.

Zhou Yang also hurriedly saluted, but he always felt that this old man looked familiar.

"What the hell, Mr. Shen?"

Zhou Yang suddenly remembered something and exclaimed, "Founding Father?"

Mr. Shen smiled softly, "You are a boy from the Zhou family, right?"

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Zhou Yang nodded hurriedly.

This is the founding father of the country, he is almost a hundred years old.

But this body is very powerful.

For such people, Zhou Yang's heart was filled with endless respect.

I wish I could travel back to the Anti-Japanese War and fight side by side with the older generation.

The blood of our ancestors is hotter than the blood of today!

When Mr. Shen was young, he only wanted to protect his family and country. He only had children when he was almost fifty years old.

"It turns out, Shen Xueling, you are Mr. Shen's granddaughter."

Zhou Yang smiled.

I had heard of Mr. Shen before, but I had never considered which Mr. Shen it would be.

"Get in the car!"

"Grandpa came here this time to do some small things."

"Let's talk in the car!"

Shen Xueling said, "You've never been in a military vehicle before. Come on, I'll take you there!"

Everyone hurriedly followed, but they all looked at Mr. Shen a few more times.

Mr. Shen smiled, walked to the Rolls-Royce, and knocked gently on the car door.

The car was unlocked and Mr. Shen got into the passenger seat.

He glanced at Uncle Yang and leaned back in the chair.

Uncle Yang made some operations and partially lowered the back of the chair, allowing Mr. Shen to lean back more comfortably.

"Tianfeng, long time no see!"

Mr. Shen smiled.

Uncle Yang looked at Mr. Shen quietly, sizing him up, with a trace of nostalgia flashing in his eyes.

Thousands of words turned into one sentence...

"You are old."

Mr. Shen burst into laughter, "I'm already a hundred years old, but I'm still alive, I can still eat delicious food, and I can still hit people with my fists."

"How many people are a hundred years old and can still do this to me?"

Mr. Shen laughed and stretched out his hand, "Have a cigarette!"

"You're old, stop smoking!"

Uncle Yang shook his head gently.

"Tch, I'm in great health. I'll live for another ten or eight years, no problem!"

"Even if I force my energy and blood to rise, I will burn it in the Jingguo Divine Toilet..."

"I can fight my way back, do you believe it?"

Mr. Shen laughed.

Uncle Yang: (￣～￣)

"Old man, take it easy."

Uncle Yang shrugged, "It's better to leave things like burning the God's toilet to the young people."

"I think my young master is quite suitable for this job."

"Twenty years ago, if that mess hadn't happened suddenly, I would have burned that shit."

Uncle Yang smiled, handed Mr. Shen a huazi, and then lit it.

"That's true." Mr. Shen took a puff of cigarette and blew it out along the car window. "There are not many people who can let you pass the cigarette."

"That's right!" Uncle Yang smiled.

"I checked the information and found that 90% of the people you handed over cigarettes were drowned by you."

"You won't sink my old bones, will you?"

Mr. Shen smiled.

Uncle Yang: (.;ﾟ;:￣ꈊ￣.;ﾟ;:)

I would like to ask, do you think my life is too boring?