Rubik’s Cube of Heavens Chapter 24: Dad

In London in August, the temperature in the afternoon is about 20 degrees Celsius. It is neither cold nor hot, but the air is a little sticky.

Kewen walked about fifty meters and looked back at the courtyard gate of Penello's house. At this time, there were no three figures watching him.

Seeing this, Kewen immediately turned around and quickened his pace.

Soon he crossed the distance of more than 200 meters and came to 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 Crewatt family.

"Call..."

He let out a long breath, and then Kewen looked around, and his eyes lit up.

There is a small forest in the direction of crossing the road in front of the left, which can get rid of the sight of various pedestrians on the main road.

Seeing this, Kewen hurriedly walked away.

Not long after, Kewen walked quickly into the woods with a somewhat eager look.

"Finally..." Kewen came to a clearing in the woods, stood under a tree, carefully inspected the surrounding environment, and said in a low voice in Chinese: "Finally, don't be depressed!"

Boom!

A loud muffled sound sounded, Kewen gritted his teeth, punched the tree trunk in front of him into a shallow hole, and the broken wood flew.

"Hu--" He exhaled a long breath, as if to spit out all the negative emotions that he had been suppressing in his heart for the past few days.

After a while, Kewen's expression returned to peace.

He looked up and looked up at the sky.

The next moment.

"Dad—" Kewen suppressed his voice and shouted in annoyance: "You must be reading it now, right? You are reading the novel generated after my time travel, right? Dad! Hurry up and get me back!"

"Isn't your fantasy technology very good! Dad! You are my only child!"

"That's right! Don't the bosses of your fantasy technology also have 'traversal abilities'!"

"Quickly contact your boss, please come over and get me back!"

"Dad! Dad! Dad who reads novels! Hurry up and give..." Kewen looked down at the current small body, and then whispered: "Hurry up and give the baby a trick!"

"Even if you can't get me back for a while, hurry up and get a golden finger for the baby, or open a hook!"

"Why don't I give you a trick! Dad, you send the novel I generated through time travel to the novel website, and then ask readers to give me a reward! Give me a recommendation vote, a monthly pass! And investment or something. Here's a full set! Maybe I'll be able to receive readers' ideas here, awakening something like a golden finger..."

Nagging, blah, blah.

The nagging Kewen was attacked from crossing over, complaining to the moment he almost died on the stone bed.

I woke up from the hospital and started acting as an actor. I complained that I have been suppressing my emotions these days. Even when I say a word, I have to go through it in my mind in advance to see if there is any omission.

Kewen feels too tired these days...

The character should be played, the expression should be played, and the speech should be considered. Kewen would rather go and fight with alien creatures in the flesh than do everything with care...

After babbling for half an hour, Kewen finally finished venting, exhaled again, and simply sat on the dirt floor.

"Hey..." With a sigh, Kewen murmured in a low voice, "I hope my father will do my best... Even if I can't get me back for a while, please bless me in this magical world."

After a while of silence, Kewen got up slowly, and finally muttered: "The video website has bullet screen protection. In the novel, does it also have reward protection, collection protection, monthly ticket protection, and recommendation ticket protection? What... Dad, you must work harder..."

After speaking, Kewen sighed again, turned and walked out of the grove.

But after a while, Kewen walked back again.

"I almost forgot, I haven't practiced for many days." Kewen said while looking around: "The environment here is just okay, it's time to warm up."

When the words were over, Kewen took off his jacket and casually stayed under the roots of the tree. Then he calmed down and opened the shelf for practicing.

Pop!

A low, crisp sound appeared, Kewen condensed his strength and punched out of thin air, and the sound of the punching wind hitting the air made a sound.

Afterwards, a set of 'body fighting' routines, which were smooth and flowing, were continuously played by Kewen.

For a time, the strong wind in the woods was full of crackling noises.

After repeating the 'Body Dou Shu' practice routine five times in a row, Ke Wen breathed a little and stopped, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Hoo~comfortable!" Kewen let out a low voice after finishing his work, and wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve.

Anyway, go back and do a 'clean up a new spell' to make the sleeves clean again.

Came under the tree, bent over, and reached for the coat under the root.

At this time, Kewen bent down to pick up his coat suddenly, turned his head and looked to the left. Vaguely, a loud and noisy voice gradually approached.

Frowning slightly, Kewen quickly picked up his jacket and put it on, looking in the direction of the voice.

Soon, a group of six people appeared not far away, walking from the woods to the edge of the open space where Kewen was.

The six people are all young people in their twenties, but they walk crookedly, each holding a bottle or two of wine in their hands, drinking and walking, laughing and cursing loudly.

When Kewen met them~IndoMTL.com~ the group of young people also saw Kewen, and the clamor stopped.

After a while, a chubby young man laughed suddenly, breaking the silence.

Pointing at Kewen, the fat young man smiled and said, "Guys! Look what I found! An inferior man from the East!"

"How come there are inferior people from the East here?" Another young man laughed and laughed: "Are we drunk?"

"It is indeed an inferior person from the East." Someone spoke again.

"Hey!" The fat young man shouted to Kewen: "You scumbag oriental bastard! Why are you here?"

"Tsk..." Kewen spat softly and murmured in a low voice, "Now my favorability for this world is about to fall to the bottom..."

"Hey! You bastard! What are you talking about!" the fat young man shouted, "Tell me about someone..."

Whoosh!

The corners of his clothes squeaked lightly, and Kewen exerted force on his feet, and in a blink of an eye, he rushed in front of a group of young people, and before the opponent could react, he punched.

Boom!

A punch hit the fat young man so that his eyes bulged and he bent over.

Boom!

Another punch shattered the chubby youth's mouthful of teeth.

Next, Kewen flashed his body and gave the alcoholics two punches one by one.

Looking at the young people mourning all over the floor, Kewen raised his hand to look at the back of his fist, then squatted down in disgust, and wiped the saliva from the back of his hand with the clothes of the young man under his feet.

Then, Kewen searched the bodies one by one, and finally walked out of the woods with a handful of change less than five pounds in his hand.

At the moment of leaving the woods, Kewen looked up at the sky and prayed softly with anticipation in his eyes: "Dad who reads novels in front of a mobile phone or computer! You must give your baby a solid support..."