In London in August, the temperature in the afternoon is around 20 degrees Celsius, 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 to walk, and the figure left the intersection.

So far, 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 ahead on the left, which can get rid of the sight of various pedestrians on the main road.

Seeing this, Kewen hurriedly walked away.

It didn't take long for Kewen to step into the woods with an anxious look.

"Finally..." Kewen came to a clearing in the woods, stood under a tree, and after carefully examining the surrounding environment, he said in a low voice in Chinese, "Finally, you don't have to be depressed anymore!"

Bang!

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

"Huh—" 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.

Look up, look up at the sky.

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'!"

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

"Dad! Dad! Dad who reads novels! Hurry up to..." Kewen looked down 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 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 can send the novel I generated through time travel to the novel website, and then let the readers give me a reward! Give me a recommendation vote, a monthly pass! There is also a full set of investment and so on. ! Maybe I can receive readers' thoughts here, awaken some golden fingers or something..."

Chatter, chatter, chatter.

The nagging Kewen was attacked from crossing over and 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 said a word, I had to go through it in my mind in advance to see if there were any omissions.

Kewen feels so tired these days...

The character must be played, the expression must be played, and the speech must 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 Dad will do my best... Even if you can't get me back for a while, please bless me in this magical world."

After being silent for a while, Kewen slowly got up, and finally muttered: "The video website has bullet screen body protection. In the novel, is there also a reward body protection, a collection body protection, a monthly ticket body protection, a recommendation ticket body protection, etc... ...Dad, you have to work harder..."

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

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

Snapped!

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

Afterwards, a set of flowing 'body fighting' routines was continuously beaten 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 stopped breathing slightly, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

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

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

Come under the tree, bend over, and reach for the coat under the root of the tree.

At this moment, Kewen bent down and picked 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, 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 saw them, the group of young people also saw Kewen, and couldn't help but stop.

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 a lower-class person from the East." Someone spoke again.

"Hey!" the chubby young man shouted to Kewen, "You bastard Dongfang! Why are you here?"

"Tsk..." Ke Wen spat softly and murmured, "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 people..."

Whoosh!

The corners of his clothes rattled softly, Kewen pressed his feet hard, and rushed in front of a group of young people in a blink of an eye, punching him without waiting for the other party to react.

Bang!

With one punch, the chubby young man's eyes bulged and he bent over.

Bang!

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

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

Seeing 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.

The moment he left the woods, Kewen looked up at the sky and prayed softly with anticipation in his eyes: "Dad who reads novels in front of the phone or computer! Be sure to support the baby..."