In London in August, the afternoon temperature is around 20 degrees Celsius, neither cool nor hot, but the air is a little sticky.
Ke Wen walked about fifty meters and looked back at the gate of Penello's house again. At this time, there were no more three figures watching him.
Seeing this, Kewen immediately turned around and quickened his pace.
Soon he had crossed a distance of more than two hundred meters and arrived at the side of the main road.
Kewen then turned right, continued walking, and left the intersection.
At this point, he can no longer be seen from the direction of the Crevat family.
"call……"
Kewen let out a long breath, then looked around, and then his eyes lit up.
There is a small forest on the left front across the road, which can help you escape from the sight of all kinds of pedestrians on the main road.
Seeing this, Kewen hurried away quickly.
Not long after, Ke Wen walked quickly into the woods with a somewhat anxious expression.
"Finally..." Ke Wen came to an open space in the woods, stood under a tree, and after carefully checking the surrounding environment, he almost growled in Chinese: "Finally, I don't have to suppress it anymore!"
Bang!
A huge muffled sound sounded. Kewen gritted his teeth and punched the tree trunk in front of him to make a shallow crater, causing pieces of wood to fly.
"Huh..." He let out a long breath, as if he wanted to spit out all the negative emotions that had been suppressed in his heart in the past few days.
After a while, Ke Wen's expression returned to calm.
Raise your head and look at the sky.
next moment.
"Dad -" Ke Wen suppressed his voice and shouted in great annoyance: "You must be reading it now, right? Are you reading the novel generated after I traveled through time, right? Dad! Get me back quickly!"
"Don't you imagine that technology is awesome? Dad! I'm the only one you have!"
"That's right! Doesn't your boss of Fantasy Technology also have the ability to travel through time?"
"Please contact your boss quickly and ask your boss to come over and take me back!"
"Dad! Dad! Dad who reads novels! Hurry up and give it..." Ke Wen lowered his head and looked at his current small body, and then shouted in a low voice: "Hurry up and give the baby a trick!"
"Even if you can't get me back for the time being, I'll hurry up and get a golden finger for the baby, or make a trick!"
"How about I give you a trick! Dad, post my time-travel novel to the novel website, and then ask readers to reward me! Give me a recommendation vote, a monthly vote! And a full set of investments and so on.
! Maybe I can receive the reader’s thoughts here and awaken some kind of golden finger..."
Nagging, nagging, nagging.
The nagging Corwin was attacked from time to time and complained to the moment he almost died on the stone bed.
I woke up from the hospital and started to act as an actor. I complained that I have been suppressing my emotions these days. Even if I say a word, I have to go through it in my mind in advance to see if there are any omissions.
Kewen feels too tired these days...
The persona needs to be staged, the expression needs to be staged, and the words need to be carefully considered. Ke Wen would rather fight with alien creatures fist to fist, than imagine that he has to be careful in everything he does now...
After mumbling for half an hour, Ke Wen finally finished venting his anger. He took a long breath again and simply sat on the dirt.
"Hey..." With a sigh, Ke Wen murmured in a low voice: "I hope dad can help me... Even if he can't get me back for the time being, he still wants to keep me safe in this magical world."
After a moment of silence, Ke Wen slowly stood up, and finally muttered: "The video website has barrage protection. For novels, are there also reward protection, collection protection, monthly ticket protection, recommended ticket protection, etc...
...Dad, you must work harder..."
After saying that, Ke Wen sighed again, turned around and walked out of the woods.
But after a while, Ke Wen came back again.
"I almost forgot, I haven't practiced martial arts for many days." Ke Wen said while looking around: "It just so happens that the environment here is not bad, so it's time to warm up."
After saying this, Ke Wen took off his coat and casually placed it under the roots of the tree. Then he calmed down and opened up his practice frame.
Snapped!
A low crisp sound appeared. Ke Wen gathered his strength and punched out of thin air. The wind of the punch hit the air and made a sound.
Afterwards, Ke Wen performed a series of smooth "body fighting" routines.
For a time, there was a strong wind in the grove, and there was a constant crackling sound.
After performing the 'Shen Dou Shu' training routine five times in a row, Ke Wen finally stopped with a slight breath, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"Huh~ feel good!" After finishing the exercise, Ke Wen let out a low sigh of relief and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeves.
Anyway, just cast a 'Cleaning and Refreshing Spell' to make the sleeves clean again.
He came to the tree, bent down, and reached for his coat under the roots of the tree.
At this time, Kewen bent down to pick up his coat and suddenly paused. He turned his head and looked to the left. Indistinctly, a noisy sound gradually approached.
Frowning slightly, Ke Wen quickly picked up his coat and put it on, then looked in the direction of the sound.
Soon, a group of six people appeared not far away, coming from the woods to the edge of the clearing where Ke Wen was.
The six people were all young people in their twenties, but they all walked crookedly. Each of them was holding a bottle or two of wine in their hands. They were drinking and walking, making loud noises, laughing and cursing.
When Ke Wen saw them, the group of young people also saw Ke Wen, and the noise stopped involuntarily.
After a while, a fat young man suddenly laughed out loud, breaking the silence.
Pointing at Ke Wen, the fat young man smiled and said: "Guys! Look what I found! An Eastern low-class man!"
"Why are there inferior people from the East here?" Another young man laughed loudly and jokingly: "Are we drunk?"
"He is indeed a low-class man from the East." Someone else said.
"Hey!" the fat young man shouted to Ke Wen: "Despicable Eastern brat! Why are you here?"
"Tsk..." Kewen spat softly and murmured in a low voice: "Now my favorability towards this world is really about to fall to the bottom..."
"Hey! You bastard! What are you talking about!" The fat young man shouted: "Tell me..."
Whoosh!
The corners of his clothes squeaked softly. Ke Wen pushed hard with his feet and rushed in front of a group of young people in the blink of an eye. Before the other party could react, he punched them.
Bang!
He punched the fat young man until his eyes bulged and he bent over.
Bang!
Another punch shattered the fat young man's teeth.
Next, Ke Wen dodged and punched each of these drunkards twice.
Looking at the wailing young people on the ground, Ke Wen raised his hand and looked at the back of his fist, then squatted down in disgust and wiped the saliva on the back of his hand with the clothes of the young man at his feet.
Then, Coven searched the bodies one by one, and finally walked out of the woods with a handful of less than five pounds in change in his hand, with a happy face.
The moment he left the woods, Ke Wen looked at the sky and prayed softly with expectant eyes: "Dad, you are reading novels in front of your mobile phone and computer! You must give your best support to your baby..."