Chapter 17 17 Everything Back to the Origin

Author: vaguely

Chapter 17 17. Everything returns to the Origin

Dean quickly walked across the dance floor.

Neon lights shine his calm face, incompatible with the dynamic music and the energetic dancer.

Dean had no idea what was going on.

A blonde girl suddenly pushed her dance partner away, shook her long legs and came to him, blinked her big green eyes at him, and stretched out her hands passionately.

Skin is white.

Red lips and smile.

The graceful body dances to the music.

"Asian boys, don't you like dancing?"

One way ticket

One way ticket…

Disco is surging and surging.

Dean doesn't have the heart to disco now? He bows his head and leaves.

The girl grabbed his left hand and stepped back.

Dean turned around again, and the girl stood in front of him again.

Now

Only tear drops are all that I could see

Music activates cells like current.

Ooh

The girl shook her hands cleanly, moved her feet before and after, twisted her thighs, and a burning vitality came to her face.

The fresh scent of shampoo penetrated into his nose.

Ooh

Get one way ticket to the blue

A long sigh.

The girl's body moves beautifully and wavyly with a gentle melody from her neck to her chest, abdomen, waist to her thighs.

Dean stood still.

A burst of amazement rang out from the dance floor.

"No wonder that boy didn't drink. He turned out to be a date for a beautiful girl! Unfortunately, he was too reserved, like a wooden stick."

The homeless man outside the field joked.

Gotta makes a trip to lonesome town

The tune is high.

The girl held her waist with her hands, raised her pointed chin, and her legs quickly overlapped back and forth.

A warm and exaggerated smile appeared on her pretty cheeks.

Dean was thinking about how to deal with it.

A tall and thin young man suddenly rushed over and blocked between the two.

"Enough, Lily, I made a mistake in playing the game just now! You don't need to find a chink to stimulate me!"

The man grabbed the girl's white wrist and turned around and glared at Dean fiercely. The rotating light shone out his handsome little white face.

"Fake you ching chong! Get out, don't show off your ugly face if you can't dance!"

Watjafak, are you funny guys sent by God to give experience?

It’s obviously you, a fool, to provoke me!

Can't you calm down for a while?

Dean's face darkened, and a hint of impatientness flashed in his eyes.

The man didn't give up after he spoke harshly, and reached out to grab his collar.

Dean shook his left hand like a nerve reflex, locking the man's wrist. He turned around and instinctively pulled his entire arm up to his shoulder.

The back pressed between his chest and abdomen.

Pull your hands forward and push your butt backward.

Just like Pacqué fell himself hundreds of times.

The strength of legs, waist, spine, and shoulders instantly twisted into one!

Extremely smooth, throw forward...

Heavy objects touch the ground!

Bang!

The smooth ground suddenly shook.

The men and women in the dance hall were shocked. Everything happened too suddenly. They couldn't react and saw the Asian man turn around.

Swing your hand.

The companion who was shouting loudly just now was thrown out two meters like a sandbag.

The back fell heavily to the ground.

"ah!"

The man's face turned distorted.

Three women covered their mouths, screaming and exclaiming.

"Go to die!"

Seeing this, a male companion of the unlucky person rushed from five meters away toward Dean's side waist and kicked him.

He kicked the air, and the figure who lost his target in front of him-

He is too slow!

Dean quickly dived down and avoided the kick. At the same time, he hugged the man's only standing right foot with both hands, giving a force to move forward, and hitting his head against his chest and abdomen.

He rose up from the ground and rushed forward.

A man is like a dummy hit by a moving train, losing balance and being knocked out two meters without resistance.

He didn't even have time to make a sound!

The huge force like a mountain pressing down on the top nailed him to the ground!

Click!

The instantaneous severe pain made his eyes turn white and he lost his power of movement.

"White trash!"

Dean made a slap in the armpit with disgusting eyes, and suddenly let out a muffled groan.

The third man sneaked from behind and punched Dean in the back of the neck.

But he didn't have time to be happy, Dean turned around without looking back and hit him in the side face.

The man's eyes turned dark and he staggered and took two steps back.

Dean rushed forward, holding his arms with both hands and pressing them down, and bent his right leg and pushed upwards!

puff!

Dean's knee joint was like a soft abdomen hitting the heavy hammer. The man suddenly turned into a cooked prawn, his face turned into a pig's liver color, curled up, and fell to the ground with his tummy.

In less than ten seconds, the battle ended.

Dean was very excited.

When he first tried his skills, he really felt the strengthening of his body after the fighting was improved.

Under normal circumstances, it is no problem for him to deal with two or three ordinary people who have not undergone combat training.

But these three men were too weak and all defeated, which only provided him with some proficiency.

"Go away, don't come over, we're going to call the police." The three beautiful girls were trembling with fear and gathered together. When they looked at Dean, they seemed to see the vicious criminal, including the blonde beauty who took the initiative to provoke him.

“Wow——Chinese kongfu!”

Old Tam in front of the bar gave him a thumbs up, and the bartender behind him lowered his head motionlessly, very strange. He seemed to have completely ignored the brief conflict in the dance hall.
To be continued...