Chapter 5: The woman under the mountain is a tiger

Buddhism has both bodhisattva benevolent eyebrows and vajra angry eyes.

Now that he knew that these were robbers, Ye Huang could no longer bear it, and a set of Arhat fists were unleashed.

Bang bang bang!

Three punches in succession, knocking Brother Wolf's three younger brothers to the ground, and suddenly there was a wail, ** constantly.

"Robbers, one more question for you, would you like to put down the butcher's knife?"

Looking at his subordinates who fell to the ground and couldn't move, Brother Wolf felt a little chill in his heart, he didn't expect this little monk to be so brave, the three little brothers were not his enemies, he was better than these three wastes, but looking at the situation, he was by no means the opponent of this little monk.

He hurriedly raised his hands and said, "Release, I'll put it!"

Ye Huang nodded contentedly, it seems that the wicked people in this world are not as difficult to deal with as Uncle Xiao said, he bent down and picked up the duffel bag that fell on the ground.

"Grass Nima's!"

Taking advantage of Ye Huang's back to him, Brother Wolf burst into a shout, took out a dagger from his back, and stabbed Ye Huang violently.

Ye Huang happened to turn around, and the knife stabbed him in the chest impartially.

Brother Wolf had a grim smile like an outlaw on the corner of his mouth, "Fuck you, put down the butcher's knife and go to the West Heaven to recite your Buddhist scriptures." ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

Ye Huang's body did not move, and Brother Wolf finally noticed the abnormality, and his dagger failed to pierce the little monk's body, as if it had hit a layer of steel plate.

"This, this can't be!"

The dagger in Brother Wolf's hand fell, and he took a few steps back in disbelief, how could a mortal body resist a sharp dagger, unless...... He's not human! He's a monster in human skin!

"Amitaba Buddha, if I hadn't practiced the Vajra Immortal Body Divine Skill, you would have killed you, understand?" Ye Huang was angry, rubbed his chest and said, "The pain of the Buddha!"

"Monster, monster!"

Brother Wolf panicked, completely ignoring his men who had fallen to the ground and turned to run.

"Do you want to run?" have you asked me about my one-finger meditation skills?"

Ye Huang pointed in the air, and an imperceptible aura flew out from between his index fingers, hitting Brother Wolf's calf. As if he had been hit by a bullet, Brother Wolf let out a painful wail and fell to the ground.

Ye Huang blew his fingers and said proudly: "It seems that my fingering also has the master's three successes." ”

Poof!

There was a muffled sound.

Seeing everything that happened in front of him, Wu Laosan, who was trembling on the side, knelt down to Ye Huang on the spot, and kept kowtowing: "The living Buddha spares his life, the living Buddha spares his life!" The villain has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, I don't know that you are a living Buddha, and I ask the living Buddha to spare my life." ”

"Spare your life? Amitabha is a Buddha, and the monks do not kill. ”

If the senior brothers on the mountain hear this, I am afraid that they will avenge the pheasants who have died tragically at his hands over the years.

"Thank you for your life, thank you for your life. ”

Ye Huang grinned and suddenly said, "But according to what Uncle Xiao said, this hand still has to be chopped off." ”

As soon as he heard this, Wu Laosan's whole face collapsed, and he wanted to run away but found that his legs were trembling and he couldn't move.

"Oh, chopping hands, it's the first time I've done this kind of thing, what is better to chop with, and there are no knives here. Ye Huang picked up a rope on the side of the alley, tied Brother Wolf and his party to Wu Laosan, and prepared to "purify the wicked" according to what his junior uncle said.

"Don't, don't!"

"Spare me, I, please spare me!"

Suddenly, a clear and serious voice came from the alley.

"Stop! What are you doing!"

Ye Huang looked towards the entrance of the alley, only to see a beautiful woman in a blue uniform glaring at them.

Although he hadn't seen many women on the mountain, people's aesthetics were innate, and Ye Huang could swear to the Buddha that this woman was the most beautiful one he had ever seen except Qiao Qiao.

The difference is that Jojo's beauty is quiet, as gentle as flowing water, while this woman's beauty gives people a shocking tension, like a flame churning.

The woman has short black hair, a few strands of bangs on her forehead, and the contours of her face look a little feminine and evil, but the long eyebrows that fly diagonally into the sideburns and the firm look in her eyes completely hide his softness, which only makes people feel heroic.

If this woman's face can be given ninety points, then the figure is an absolute perfect score, tall and slender, especially the pair of twin peaks on the chest, which is simply unforgettable.

The woman's name is Wu Wenrou, she is a policeman in Yangliu Town, as her name suggests, she is a well-known violent police flower, and she has nothing to do with gentleness and virtuousness, but she is very capable, and in just one year, she passed out from an ordinary police officer to the position of deputy director of the Yangliu Town Police Station.

It is human nature to yearn for beautiful things, and Ye Huang couldn't help but glance at Wu Wenrou a few more times.

"What's going on?"

Ye Huang folded his hands together and said, "Amitaba Buddha, these people want to rob me, and I am tempering them." ”

Wu Wenrou walked into the alley and glanced at Brother Wolf and his party who were trapped by Ye Huang.

In the past, when they saw Wu Wenrou, Brother Wolf and the others were like rats seeing cats, but today, they were unusual, as if they had met a savior, and shouted frantically: "Help, help, Director Wu! Kill someone! This kid wants to kill someone." ”

Wu Wenrou was very familiar with these notorious gangsters in the town, he frowned and said, "It's you wolf four again, you only came out last month, right?"

"Director Wu! Director Wu! It's my fault, I plead guilty, I admit my guilt, you can arrest me and put me in the bureau." Wolf Si couldn't wait for Wu Wenrou to take him away immediately, so as not to be cut off by this little monk who was chattering with gods.

In a few words, Wu Wenrou guessed that the robbery failed and was subdued, and if she could get to the position of deputy director within a year, she would naturally not be a vase with big breasts and no brains. Wu Wen looked at Ye Huang in surprise, he couldn't see that this little monk still had such skills, what his father said was really good, people in Buddhism, it was best not to provoke.

"This little master, please come with me to the police station. Wu said gently.

"The police station? I heard Uncle Xiao say that it is a place where the wicked are imprisoned, and you should take these robbers away, and I have to find a way to save them. But you don't have to go to the police station, and the little monk is not a wicked person, so don't go. Ye Huang waved his hand and said.

Wu Wenwen said patiently: "Little master, this is a necessary procedure, you have to go back with me to record a confession." ”

"I don't have time, I have to rush to Chongqing City as soon as possible, or later. ”

As a well-known violent police flower, Wu Wenrou has never been good-tempered, "Don't toast and don't eat and drink!"

"The robbers said the same thing just now, so they lay down. Encountering robbers, Ye Huang's heart was already a little unhappy, and his tone of voice became less calm at this moment.

"Oh, little master, this is forcing me to practice with you. ”