Ma Yuankui reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said, "I came to find the Buddha for something." ”

"Who is this? The young man glanced at Yang Fan.

"This is a friend of mine. Ma Yuankui explained.

"Let's go inside. The Buddha is inside. The lad did not say any more, but raised his glass and drank it.

Yang Fan gently pushed Ma Yuankui with his hand, and Ma Yuankui walked into the door of the corridor without looking back.

When going upstairs, Yang Fan met a few more people, but all of them were drunk, and no one noticed Ma Yuankui and Yang Fan at all.

"Where?" Yang Fan followed Ma Yuankui all the way up to the third floor, but looked at Ma Yuankui as if he didn't mean to stop.

"He's up there. Ma Yuankui turned his head and said.

"Be careful, if you dare to play tricks?" Yang Fan glared at Ma Yuankui viciously.

"I understand, I understand. Ma Yuankui nodded and turned his head away, with a hint of hideousness on his face.

Unconsciously, Ma Yuankui's pace seemed to be faster, and he took Yang Fan up to the fourth floor.

Walking to a door, Ma Yuankui took a breath, and then pushed the door open.

As the door opened, the eyes of Yang Fan outside the house and the people in the house gathered.

I saw a big round table in the room, and a group of men and women sat around the round table, and in the middle sat a round black fat man, who was naked and wore a string of big Buddhist beads around his neck.

The most bizarre thing is that the man's hair is shaved all around the perimeter of his head, and the middle hair is draped over the top of his head like a teapot lid.

And his bare chest was pierced with a smiling Mimi, trembling back and forth with the shaking of his fat flesh.

"Why are you here. The fat man glanced at Ma Yuankui, and then asked, "Who is he?"

"Buddha, help. Ma Yuankui flew over, and then ran to the side of the black fat man.

Yang Fan stood there coldly, and did not reach out to stop Ma Yuankui.

"What's going on. The black fat man looked at Yang Fan and didn't look at Ma Yuankui. In his eyes, he felt that Yang Fan had a potential danger.

"This guy grabbed me and asked me about the killer. Ma Yuankui said.

"Hey, are you Yang Fan?" the Buddha pushed the woman who was nestled on him, and then stood up.

"Who are you? How do you know me? Yang Fan took a step forward, and the momentum of his whole body emanated like a rainbow.

Everyone else sitting around the round table felt their breath suddenly run out of breath.

"Hmph. The Buddha snorted, and then rolled his eyes to look at Yang Fan.

Everyone only felt that their breathing was not smooth, and suddenly it was gone.

"Master!" Yang Fan didn't expect that this black fat man would be able to do kung fu, and it didn't seem to be low.

The Buddha and Yang Fan looked at each other for a long time, and neither of them spoke.

"You, dead fat man, how can you know me. Yang Fan looked at the Buddha and said.

"Do you want to die? Dare to speak to the Buddha like this. Ma Yuankui pointed at Yang Fan and said sharply.

"Get out of the way, I'll settle accounts with you later. Yang Fan glanced at Ma Yuankui.

"And didn't you take me seriously. The Buddha snorted coldly.

"Where are my two friends?" Yang Fan asked.

"Your two friends, you only care about your friends, and my brothers have died several times at your hands. Buddha sneered.

"Who is your brother? Yang Fan didn't know what the Buddha was referring to.

"You're such a noble person. The events of the first few days were forgotten so quickly. The Buddha stared at Yang Fan viciously.

Yang Fan frowned, and thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know what the Buddha was referring to?

"I really don't understand," the Buddha laughed, "do you remember clearly what happened on the plane? Several of my brothers were killed by you." ”

"It turned out to be the terrorists. Yang Fan immediately recalled the hijackers. "It turns out that the real executioner is here. ”

Yang Fan's eyes narrowed.

"What terrorists, those are our heroic warriors. The Buddha scolded.

"Hero?" Yang Fan laughed, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with his hand.

"What are you laughing at?" the Buddha was stunned by Yang Fan's smile.

"Bullshit hero, hijacked the plane, and killed the captain, almost crashed the plane, but he wanted to grab a parachute jump, do you know that the passengers of a plane are ordinary people, you come to sue me, what kind of heroes are they?" Yang Fan scolded.

"This friend, you are also a hot-blooded man, you see that now that the wind is declining day by day, and corrupt officials are rampant, don't you look angry? Buddha said.

"When I saw corrupt officials and corrupt officials, I was naturally angry, and I was so reluctant to kill them myself. Yang Fan said.

"Well, well said. The Buddha picked up a glass of wine, "It seems that my brother is a person who understands the overall situation, come, we have made this glass of wine, and the previous unpleasantness has been dispersed." ”

"Wait, I'm not done yet. Yang Fan waved his hand and stopped the Buddha.

The Buddha's hand holding the wine glass stopped awkwardly.

"Although I hate those corrupt officials and corrupt officials, I hate even more those who use these excuses to do evil, take advantage of the fire to rob, and harm the people. Don't look at what you say, if you are made powerful, you will do more than them. Yang Fan pointed at the Buddha's nose and scolded.

The Buddha's status in this group of people is extremely high, and no one has ever dared to speak to him like this, hearing Yang Fan say this, the Buddha is so angry that his face is blue and white.

"Okay, okay, you kid, toast and don't eat and drink. Lao Tzu is going to teach you a lesson today. The Buddha was so angry that he slapped the table, and the table suddenly fell apart, and the wine and food on the table were scattered all over the ground.

"You kid is looking for death. A man next to him saw the two people talking, so he took out a pistol from his bosom and prepared to shoot.

Yang Fan put both hands, and several coins flew out of his hands, directly hitting the few people seated.

As soon as the person with the pistol pointed the pistol at Yang Fan, he felt a pain in his wrist, and his hand unconsciously let go, the gun fell to the ground, and he held his hands and wailed.

Because Yang Fan hated them, he didn't show mercy, and the coin flew directly to the vital parts of other people, "whoosh" a few times, and several people sitting there were coins in their eyes and throats, and for a while, the ground was full of people.

When the Buddha saw Yang Fan's hands raised, he felt that something was wrong, he hurriedly pulled the girl next to him and dragged it in front of him, but Yang Fan hit him with a coin and stuck it in the girl's throat.