This monk is a person from Xuankong Temple?

The moment he found out that the monk was an ancient martial artist, a thought suddenly popped up in Ye Feng's heart.

It's just that what makes him a little puzzled is that the people of Xuankong Temple came to the capital for no reason.

"A few beauties, I don't know who is willing to let the little monk shine on your jade pendant?"

The monk kept swallowing his saliva, as if he had been shocked by the beauty of the women, and said with a salivating face.

Seeing this, Ye Feng was speechless for a while.

He has seen a lot of monks, but it is the first time he has encountered such a superb monk as this one.

This looks like a monk, clearly a shaved head of a lewd worm.

However, this flower monk has been asking for the jade pendant to watch, and it is obvious that he should have seen the doorway inside the jade pendant.

"We don't want it, if we are touched by your hands, it will be dirty, who wants to wear ......"

Although the monk was handsome and his words were sincere, what was waiting for him was Jiang Yuxin's unceremonious refusal.

"Then what if the little monk bids to buy it? A piece of jade pendant is 500,000 yuan, how about I wrap it all?"

After being rejected, the monk still did not give up, and continued with a smile.

The price of this jade pendant is so expensive, this monk is willing to buy it at a high price of 500,000 yuan?

As soon as the words fell, the guy who had originally mocked Ye Feng for fooling people with plastic cards immediately turned red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Even Su Xiaoqin, Liu Yiyi, and Lu Qingqing couldn't help but look at Ye Feng with a stunned face after hearing this.

Although they knew that Ye Feng would definitely not fool them with fakes, and the quality of this jade pendant was not bad, they still didn't expect this thing to be worth such a high price.

"500,000 yuan? What about you sending it to Hanako?" Jiang Yuxin pursed her lips disdainfully, slapped the centurion black card on the table, and said lightly: "I will pay five million to buy the donkey head on your head for a bald donkey, are you willing to sell it?"

The jade pendant was a gift from Ye Feng to them, not to mention 500,000, even if it was 500,000, Jiang Yuxin and they would definitely not sell it.

Even for her, the monk's words were simply insulting their feelings for Ye Feng.

"Alas, this jade pendant is a bad thing, and several beautiful donors don't let the little monk help open the light, I'm afraid there will be a bloody disaster!"

Hearing Jiang Yuxin's words, the monk sighed and shook his head, revealing a touch of fierceness in his eyes.

Is the jade pendant ominous?

When Jiang Yuxin and the others heard this, they couldn't help but look at Ye Feng in disbelief.

"Dead bald donkey, I don't know if this jade pendant is ominous, but what I can be sure of is that if you talk nonsense again, I will have to give your bald head a scoop!"

Ye Feng knocked on the table lightly, looked at the monk and said lightly.

"The bald donkey's head is very hard, I'm afraid you won't be able to open it...... donor"

The monk looked at Ye Feng and smiled, then unexpectedly picked up a glass ornament and slammed it on his head.

Crash!

With a heavy blow, the glass immediately turned into shards, and seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but want to exclaim, only thinking that the monk's bald scoop was about to be pierced into a blood gourd by the glass ballast.

But when they looked at it, they couldn't help but be stunned.

I saw that although the broken glass was sharp, the monk's head was intact, shiny and shiny, and there was not even a trace of scarring.

"Are you playing ruthlessly in front of the master?"

Ye Feng had long known that this flower monk would not be injured by the glass, so there was no surprise on his face, and he said with a smile.

"The bald donkey is a monk, so brave and ruthless, if you don't like it, donor, and punch the monk's head a few times!" The monk raised his hand with a smile and touched his bald head, and then looked at Ye Feng defiantly.

The others in the coffee shop couldn't tell whether the jade pendant was good or bad, but as an ancient warrior, he couldn't be more clear.

These jade pendants are not only made of good material, but also have protective effects, which are simply rare talismans.

Such a thing was held by a few young girls, which made him feel like a tyrannical thing.

And as far as he felt, although this jade pendant was provided by Ye Feng, this guy was just a rich boy at best, and he didn't know whether this thing was good or bad.

I've seen begging for mercy and begging for forgiveness, but Ye Feng has never seen anyone begging for a beating.

Ye Feng smiled playfully, stood up and hooked his right thumb with two fingers, and said with a smile: "Since you want to be beaten so much, then the master will satisfy you, give you a few blows, and see if you are a wooden fish." ”

As he spoke, Ye Feng poured seventy percent of mana into his hand and bounced towards the monk's head.

With a flick of his fingers, the monk did not dodge or dodge, and smiled. I felt that according to the degree of internal force I poured into my head, I should be 100% sure that Ye Feng's fingers would be shocked and fractured.

Rumble!

But in less than two seconds, when Ye Feng's fingers crashed into his head, he couldn't laugh anymore, he only felt that his head seemed to have been hit hard by a cannonball, and there were chaotic sounds in his head.

Not only that, but along his smooth scalp, a black and purple blood ball quickly bulged out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the appearance of standing up high made him look like a unicorn.

"You...... You are ......"

Staring at Ye Feng, the monk just opened his mouth to ask Ye Feng what kind of cultivation he was, but before he finished speaking, his body shook, and he fell headlong on the table, smashing the drinks all over the place, and the sticky coffee stained the robe.

"The voice is quite muffled, it seems that the dead bald donkey, your wooden fish is not very bright......"

Ye Feng shook his head speechlessly, this dead bald donkey really didn't know whether to live or die, looking for trouble just found him in front of him, fortunately he was in a good mood today, otherwise, it would not be a blood bag, but a blood hole.

"Someone's killed, call the police......"

After a brief moment of silence in the coffee shop, screams immediately erupted, and many people took out their mobile phones.

"Brother Xiaofeng, let's go......"

As soon as she saw the movement of the people around her, Su Xiaoqin hurriedly got up, and after glancing at Jiang Yuxin and them, she hurriedly left the coffee shop.

'This time it's a tie with Xuankong Temple!'

When Ye Feng walked to the door, he glanced back at the monk again, and secretly thought in his heart.

However, although he caused trouble, Ye Feng did not regret it in his heart.

Even if it were to happen all over again, he would still knock out this dead bald donkey who dared to hit the idea of what was in his hand.

Ye Feng and the others left on their front feet, and before the police could come, the monk staggered up from the ground first, shook his head vigorously, and then touched the bulge on the top of his head that was similar to sarcoma, he bared his teeth and gasped, and then hurried out of the coffee shop in disbelief.

A finger knocked him unconscious, when did there be such a young master in the capital?

(End of chapter)