Thailand is also a very religious country, there are many monks and monks, in their opinion, faith, far more precious than money and power!

Looking at these monks from a distance, they are uniformly wearing monk clothes that expose half of their chests, with a bald head in a broad sense, but a hairy inch, their facial features are not kind, frowning, and their faces are more or less abominable with these hateful faces, to be honest, if they are all full of hair and smoking cigarettes, they are full of domestic gangsters, old boys!

This group of monks is not a good kind at first glance, they tilt their heads, walk with staggering and turning, and take powerful steps in eight figures, and the wooden sticks in their hands will wave towards pedestrians from time to time, and their mouths are not clean and swearing discordantly.

The speed at which they walked was not fast, but wherever the snake monks went, pedestrians and tourists were afraid to avoid them, especially some Chinese tourists, because the recent ** conflict has intensified, after seeing them, they turned around and left.

In fact, there are such people in any country, smashing and looting in the name of patriotism, and the best thing to say is that they are angry youths, and they are demonstrations, but in fact, they are out-and-out hooligans, and the contradictions and troubles between the two countries are deep enough, and they are still in the midst of difficulties in their own countries.

Chen Hui saw that this situation was not quite right, and glanced at Lu Han: "Don't look at it, let's go." ”

didn't want to deal with the group of bullies, Lu Han nodded, turned around and wanted to leave, but at this moment, a black shadow suddenly jumped out of the crowd, freezing the whole scene.

Lu Han stopped.

Squeezing his eyes, he found that the person who suddenly popped out turned out to be a little boy, eleven or twelve years old, with a Chinese face, his face was a little dirty, but a pair of big eyes flashed, very smart, but in this immature eyes, there was a trace of fear, some timidity.

Obviously, this little boy was squeezed out.

He was obviously very frightened, looking at the group of monks walking in fear, his body was trembling, and he held the ground with his hands, and kept retreating.

The sudden appearance of the little boy immediately became the focus of the audience, and there were bursts of sighs and whispers in the crowd, obviously in this extraordinary period, his appearance is definitely not a good thing!

Sure enough, after seeing the little boy, the group of monks quickly quickened their pace, and when they came to him, they saw that he was Chinese, and they all showed a hideous smile, and then, a tall monk suddenly took a step ahead, snorted, and without saying a word, raised the wooden stick in his hand and prepared to smash him!

Many people have begun to cover their eyes, unable to bear to see this bloody scene, and some women let out high-pitched screams in an attempt to vent their fears.

The little boy also held his head for the first time, but under the blow of an adult man, such a defense was obviously vulnerable.

At this dangerous and even moment, Lu Han couldn't stand it anymore, and suddenly jumped out from behind extremely quickly, his palm was fast and powerful, blocking the top of the little boy's head, and simply and neatly grabbed the wooden stick waved by the monk!

"What are you doing?!!

Where did the monk think that someone would come out, the big eyes of the copper bell glared fiercely, and the ruthlessness seemed to tear Lu Han to pieces!

Holding the wooden stick with the thickness of the baby's arm, Lu Han secretly said that the hearts of this group of monks are really dark, if he didn't run over in time just now, he would really hit the little boy's head, and he was afraid that he would be seriously injured if he didn't die!

Under the guise of patriotic protest, they brazenly beat pedestrians here, and what he couldn't accept the most was that they were actually Chinese or children! Lu Han obviously heard the sound of a string breaking in his heart.

couldn't help it anymore, his arm slammed hard, the monk was not ready, and as soon as his hand slipped, the wooden stick was snatched away by Lu Han.

He was stunned at first, and then felt that he had been greatly insulted, and he couldn't bear it anymore, his brows turned into angry shapes, and his throat let out an ugly roar, like a violent bull, and he struck Lu Han's face with a fist!

The pupils suddenly narrowed to one point, Lu Hanyang picked up the wooden stick in his hand, and accurately hit the monk's forearm, he used enough strength, and hit it four or five times in a row, which made the monk scream in pain.

Quickly taking two or three steps back, the monk bent down, because of the pain, his eyebrows were twisted together, and there was a bit of a hideous taste, and his facial features, which were originally normal, looked extremely ugly at the moment.

The other monks saw that their companions were suffering a loss, and they quickly ran to surround Lu Han, with teeth and claws, as if they wanted to eat Lu Han alive, and some of them were swearing with unclean mouths, which was extremely inconsistent with their identity as monks.

The people on the street who were about to leave stopped and slowly began to gather to watch the show.

There are many Chinese in the crowd, but in this situation, even if they want to help, but the opponent is too strong, and more than a dozen big monks with murder weapons, they are still very self-aware.

Some people at the scene are still very sympathetic to Lu Han, but most of them are Chinese faces, real Thais, they have long put on a posture to watch the excitement, in groups of three or five, and some even show gloating expressions, in their opinion, Lu Han is undoubtedly looking for death when he comes out like this.

Seeing that he was surrounded, Lu Han didn't feel anything, anyway, it was not the first time he was surrounded like this, the corners of his mouth always maintained the usual Sven smile, and his face was even more relaxed and innocent, but if he looked closely, his eyes were sharp like a knife, and he looked coldly at the monks around him, and everyone who was swept by his gaze couldn't help but shiver in his heart!

"Bastard Chinese! I see you are looking for death!!"

Hearing this title, Lu Han's anger suddenly attacked! His footsteps suddenly moved, the speed was not fast, but the momentum was extremely heavy, as if you were standing at the foot of the mountain, and a huge stone rolled down from your head, even if you wanted to run, that huge sense of oppression and suffocation would still firmly block your course of action!

The bald monk who was leading just now saw that Lu Han was attacking him directly, and immediately pushed away his companions who were around him, shouted, and rushed over with a fist the size of a sandbag, he was very fast, and the punch of the fist was full of anger, just looking at this posture is indeed stronger than Lu Han.

The two fists collided together in the next second, only to hear a bone click, numb in the ears, the monk was numb for a while, and then felt a piercing pain rising from the back of his hand and elbow, and immediately spread to the nerves of the whole body, he felt that he was not hammered on his fist, but on a steel plate, an extremely thick steel plate!

The monk immediately withdrew this calamitous arm, he was already in so much pain that he couldn't howl in pain, he didn't even have the heart to scream, he fell to his knees in pain, and even cried, he was crying in pain, and he was not under his control.

Lu Leng smiled coldly, and took two steps back quietly, don't look at him on the surface relaxed, in fact, this monk's fist is not ordinary hard, and this punch against him, the tiger's mouth is numb! It seems that he should have practiced some hard qigong, whether he is a monk or some real kung fu.

Don't dare to drag it out any longer, there are no less than ten people in front of him, if all of them are attacked, to put it mildly, he really doesn't know if he can bear this old bone.

It's not that Lu Han is useless, but there are two reasons, first, he learned special forces fighting skills, not the world-shattering magic skills in martial arts novels, calling for wind and rain, and shaking the mountains and mountains, it's okay for ordinary people to fight seven or eight alone, but if the other party is a practitioner, and they are all ruthless characters, he can't be sure that he will retreat with his whole body. And second, Lu Han is not without a way to win, if he puts aside all external factors, does not care about any consequences, with his skills, faster, more ruthless, and every punch hits the vital point, he can still knock them over in a short time.

It's just a pity that he can't do that now!

What period is it now? The situation between China and India is so tense that Lu Han came here to reconcile Sino-Indian relations, and if he breaks off the hands and feet of this group of Thai monks now, the consequences will certainly be unimaginable, and maybe the relationship will develop in a worse place! Therefore, he had great misgivings when he started his move, and he did not even dare to use all his strength, for fear that it would not be good to cripple them with his fists without eyes.

Thinking of this, Lu Han slowly let go of his tightly twisted fist, he soothed the anger in his heart, and said coldly to the monks around him: "Which temple are you monks from?"

No one answered, the atmosphere on the field became extremely suffocating, the monks approached slowly, their steps were very slow, although their faces were fierce, but they were not in a hurry to attack, which showed that these people were not reckless men who only relied on force.

Just thinking about what to do, two monks suddenly rushed in front and behind, they waved wooden sticks, and rushed over at a very fast speed, Lu Han secretly screamed badly, and attacked back and forth, which is the most difficult situation to deal with on the battlefield.

With a quick push of his palm, he first blocked the wooden stick of the monk in front of him, and almost at the extreme speed of Lu Han's reaction, he quickly turned back, raised his hand and knocked off the wooden stick that was about to hit his back.

These two monks are obviously light type, their steps are very chaotic, but they are very rhythmic, Lu Han will really not be able to figure out their body for a while, it is quite tricky.

At this moment, a slightly laughing voice suddenly came from the crowd.

"It's only been a long time, why is there so much difference in skill. ”

Lu Han was stunned, this voice was very magnetic, the key is that it is still very familiar.

Before his brain began to think about who it was, Lu Han saw that the crowd on the left suddenly divided into two groups, and a cute guy who was very handsome and would never be forgotten by Lu Han in his life slowly walked out of the crowd.

"Damn!Li Ruihao!!"