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If he remembers correctly, this is Puhong's third reminder.

Since he had enough times, he wanted to see what this Puhong could do.

In the eyes of others, Puhong will remind people three times that giving them a chance to mend their ways is the compassion of the Buddha.

In his opinion, Puhong was completely making excuses for his false compassion.

Seven days after the outbreak of supersars, the four ginseng soup was promoted, which has nothing to do with him?

Even if he took out the four-ginseng soup on the first day, Lu Youcai, like Huang Taoran, would suppress the news.

The group of people from the Shura Sect of the Demon Cloud Temple, a group of bloodthirsty madmen who kill relatives and kill people, damn it!

The Jiang family, the people he punishes are the ones who should be punished, if they are wrong, then they are wrong.

As for this Huajia villa, Pu Hong is completely strong and reasonable, looking for a chance to do it.

Since he wants to avenge his brother, he just does it, how can there be such trouble, and why do you need so many excuses.

Pu Hong knew that it was wrong, and he still found so many reasons, is it right to do it like this?

Justifying something wrong is always wrong.

"Third reminder?" When the Hua brothers and Luo Ziyan heard this, they were stunned for a moment, and then the corners of their mouths were raised, and their faces were once again covered with smug smiles.

Sanxing is already Master Puhong's signature, how could they not know.

In this way, Master Puhong is not as simple as teaching Mo Fan a lesson, but directly arresting Mo Fan back to Shaolin Temple.

Master Puhong's strength is still above Zhou Changhong, can he still subdue Mo Fan, a stinky boy from the East China Sea?

When the time comes, it will be interesting to see if Mo Fan dares to be arrogant in their Hua family.

"Amitabha, it seems that the rules of the poor monk are already known to the benefactor. Pu Hong said indifferently.

Mo Fan smiled and nodded slightly.

"Just knew a little bit. ”

"Does Master Mo regret it, does he have a sense of remorse?" asked Pu Hong calmly, as if interrogating a prisoner.

"Do you mean the death of your brother Huizhi, if he hadn't died and was still here, you would have seen me kill him again, and that would be considered remorse. Mo Fan asked with a sneer.

Man is man, and demon is devil.

If there is another group of people who cultivate demonic skills, he will kill a group of the same, there are ten groups, and he will kill ten groups.

What's more, the group of demon cultivators of the Shura Sect also threatened the safety of his family, which was even more deathly.

Pu Hong's lowered brows furrowed slightly, and a crazy look flashed in his eyes that was completely different from the previous kind eyebrows.

Huizhi was a demon cultivator, and he knew it before he became a monk.

He also knows how many people Huizhi has killed, but no matter how evil Huizhi is, even if he kills everyone in Nanshan City, it is his brother.

Someone else killed him, and he had to avenge Huizhi.

Regardless of whether the other party is a doctor who lifted the epidemic or a master of the famous town of Donghai, all of them will die.

"Well, since Lord Mo Shi is so obsessed, the poor monk will also accompany you to the end, let you see what Shaolin Kung Fu is, and let Master Mo know what turning back is. ”

As soon as Pu Hong's words fell, a touch of killing intent flashed.

A faint golden light flowed out from his body, giving people a sacred, tall, vigorous, and majestic feeling, like a golden Buddha descending.

The corners of Mo Fan's mouth were slightly upturned, the rings on his fingertips lit up, and the fan given to him by the Kong family appeared in his hand.

Before he could inject the aura, the fan seemed to sense the fighting intent on Mo Fan's body, and a sword aura that seemed to be able to cut through everything swept out horizontally and swept towards the entire villa.

How powerful this fan is, he hasn't tried it yet, so he will try this monk of the outer Buddha and the inner demon.

Before the two could make a move, the others in the living room were stunned.

The battle between the master and the master is not common.

Even if the Hua family is easily able to get in touch with a master like Pu Hong, seeing the two of them doing it is like watching a Xianxia movie, their eyes are wide open.

Before the two of them could make a move, a lean old man walked out of the bedroom next to them.

"Guan Yu Lao'er, where are you, back then, you took advantage of me to rest under the car cover, sneak attacked Lao Tzu, and had the ability to fight Lao Tzu for three hundred rounds?"

The old man was not tall, around 175, and was wearing a pair of pajamas.

Full of white hair, the old Long Zhong's face is full of wrinkles, and he looks like he is 7 or 80 years old.

An old man of this age carried a metal floor-to-ceiling hanger more than two meters high.

The metal of the upper part of the hanger is hollow, but in order to maintain balance, the base is solid, weighing at least fifty or sixty pounds, and it is easily held by the old man, as if he is carrying a weapon.

As soon as the old man came out, the faces of the Hua brothers and Luo Ziyan suddenly changed.

This old man is none other than the famous old man Hua in Nanshan City, but the current old man is no different from a mentally ill person.

"Old man, why are you awake again?" Hua Rong hurriedly ran over and wanted to hold the old man.

Before he got to the old man's side, the old man pointed at Hua Rong with a hanger.

"Stop, who are you, and why are you in my mansion?"

Hua Rong hurriedly stopped, not daring to move forward.

The old man has hurt people a lot these days, and he doesn't want to be hit by a hanger.

"I—I'm here to lead you. Hua Rong said with a sneer.

"Leading the horse?" The old man's eyes suddenly narrowed, and the fierce light suddenly bloomed.

"Guan Er, with your acting skills, you also want to lie to me and watch the fight. ”

The old man of the Hua family raised the hanger, and the exchange bells hanging on it jingled, and smashed it towards Huarong.

Hua Rong looked stunned, pulled his legs and ran, shouting as he ran:

"Old man, I'm not Guan Yu, I'm your nephew Huarong. ”

"Bang!" the hanger slammed into the air and slammed into the ground with a loud noise.

The old man of the Hua family snorted coldly, and chased straight after Hua Rong, the speed was not slow, it was not like what a 7 or 80-year-old old man should have, and the whole living room was suddenly in chaos.

Hua Xiaoling saw that Old Man Hua had just slept for a while, and he was sick again, and a look of worry suddenly appeared on his handsome little face.

Usually, the old man doesn't say he runs, and he will be out of breath if he walks for a long time.

If it goes on like this, the old man won't live long.

She glanced at Mo Fan and Pu Hong, and rushed directly between the two.

"Master Mo, don't be impulsive first, today's incident is all the fault of our Hua family, Xiao Ling apologized to Master Mo again, my father-in-law is seriously ill now, I hope Master Mo can let Master Puhong save my father-in-law first, otherwise, please Master Mo kill me first." Hua Xiaoling's eyes flashed with tears and prayed.

Mo Fan looked indifferent and put away the fan in his hand.

He hates the Huarong brothers and Luo Ziyan, and he has a good impression of this Hua Xiaoling.

"Amitabha!" a look of unwillingness flashed in Puhong's eyes.

"Master Mo, looking at Miss Hua's face, the poor monk will let you go for the time being, and when I solve the illness on Old Man Hua, I will let you know what Buddha punishment is. ”

"Buddha punishment?" Mo Fan smiled lightly, Buddha punishment was naturally no stranger to him, on the contrary, he would, even at a higher level than Pu Hong knew.

"Wait until you solve the trouble on Old Man Hua, let's talk about it. Mo Fan glanced at Old Man Hua and said.

Just look at the refreshing one