"Oops...... The grass ...... was slapped to the ground, and the dizzy man in the leather jacket was skeleted, staring left and right blankly, and was about to scold and intimidate, his eyes kept looking at the angry Huida monk in a daze. [5^6] [Book & Library].

"What are you doing?" Huida originally had a face full of horizontal flesh and looked extremely fierce, but now he stared at him, which was even more terrifying.

"I didn't ...... Master Huida, how do you beat people!" Although the roots of the teeth hated by this Huida monk itched in his heart, he could only endure it, after all, these brothers around him, even if they rushed together, were not opponents of others.

As if pinching a chicken, the monk raised his hand and pinched the top of the cap, as if throwing a ball, and threw it behind him, and the cap stumbled a few times, fell on all fours, rolled a few times, and was covered in mud.

"Tell sù that you don't go wild here in this temple. Monk, I'm angry and broke your hands!" Monk Huida stomped his feet and shouted angrily at the two people on the ground.

"Let's go, can't we go?" said the man in the leather jacket who got up from the ground, covering the back of his head, said in a gray voice, beckoning to a few brothers, and shrunk his neck into the crowd.

"If I see you harming people here, catch them one by one and throw them back to the mountains to feed the wolves!" "Monk Huida angrily pulled his neck and threatened.

"Master Huida, these guys, you have to clean them up!" several vendors on the side echoed in low voices.

Monk Huida shook his head and snorted.

Murong Yueyan and the others looked at Monk Huida in amazement, how does this guy look like a bandit, even more domineering than a bandit, he will beat people when he raises his hand, where can he see the appearance of a monk.

Coming back from the sluggishness, Murong Yueyan slapped his thigh, and then remembered that his money (erotic novelhttp://WwW./class12/1.html bag, the ID card is still in the hands of those people.

"Hey...... How did you let them go! My wallet is still with them. Murong Yueyan said with a wry smile.

"Oh, no, I didn't see them get their wallets. Before they could make a move, the poor monk would make a move!" Monk Huida touched the top of his head and muttered suspiciously.

Murong Yueyan grimaced: "It was just before going up the mountain, and was picked up by a few of them on the way." Never mind...... Let's go. ”

Monk Huida shook his head: "Let's go, chase! these bastards...... Catch and slap them flat!" As he spoke, Monk Huida strode in the direction where several people disappeared.

"Hey...... Sister Yueyan, don't let him chase him!" Lin Xi muttered helplessly. With so many people, where can I go to find those people? If you annoy those ruffians and make a fuss, it won't be worth hurting people.

Watching Monk Huida chase him out, Murong Yueyan smiled: "Let's go, follow and have a look...... This monk is interesting!"

Murong Yueyan led Lin Xi and Zhao Jie left and right, and also followed.

At the intersection of the top of the mountain, the man in the leather jacket who was beaten and a few accomplices were sitting on the stone platform in annoyance, scolding angrily: "This stinky and stupid x monk, just eat enough to prop him up." If you don't eat fasting and chanting Buddha, drink wine and eat meat, fight and fight, is this a monk? Except that he can't prostitute, why can't he?"

"He can take out the money for the incense in the temple to buy wine and drink. Such a monk, the presiding officer will not expel him. ”

"Let him toss, the grasshopper after the autumn, it won't be a few days to toss!" said the man in the leather jacket angrily, rubbing the back of his head vigorously with his hands.

". This *** monk, my head is still buzzing after a big slap, it hurts me to death......"

As soon as the words of "pop ......" fell, he just took away his right hand that was rubbing the back of his head, and a big fan-like slap slapped him the back of his head.

Thump...... Fan down from the stone platform, the man in the leather jacket slammed his knees on the ground, as if he bowed three times and knocked nine times, and the whole person pouted, prostrate on the ground, and didn't get up for a long time.

"Are you finished? chasing and beating!"

"Qian ......" The big monk glared at a few people, stretched out his hand and pointed at the noses of several people.

"What? what money?" looked at Monk Huida in astonishment, blinking vigorously.

The big slap of "......" slapped the left side of the mustache, and there was a plop sideways, and the nostrils at the corners of the mustache spurted blood, and he fell under the stone platform.

"You steal the money of those girls!" "Monk Huida glared at him and pointed at a few people and shouted angrily.

"Who stole it? Who stole it? Which eye did you see that we stole their money? We just wanted to buy meat, and you hit us, and we went back here and hid, and you beat ...... Are you still a monk? You're just a blind stream!" Bazihu looked at the more and more tourists around him, and felt a little more confident when he landed, and shouted at the great monk aggrieved and retorted.

The people around laughed. These people don't look like good people, they look like ruffians and hooligans, and now they are beaten by a monk like children complaining.

As soon as he pulled his pants, Monk Huida squatted down like an iron tower, and looked at the mustache with angry eyes: "You say it again, do you hand over your wallet!"

"I ...... I didn't steal what I paid? You are framed, are you going to rob the money? I have money on me, I will give it to you!"

"Who wants your money? You hand over the wallets that stole from the girls just now, and I won't beat you!" ......Hurry up!" Monk Huida stretched out his hand and poked the head of the mustache, poking it again and again......

As if an iron rod was knocked on the door of the brain, the painful eight-character beard grinned again and again, and in the blink of an eye, the whole head was covered with blue and purple finger prints.

"You beat me to death, and I haven't stolen my wallet......" Bazihu was about to pretend to be stupid, but who knows, as soon as the words fell, the big monk raised his right hand, slapped him in the face, and slammed it hard.

Like a Taizheng (5) bear squatting in front of him, he rounded his arms, and Peng's voice slapped him the face of the mustache.

"Ah...... Uh......" The mustache covered his face with his hands, his legs kicked on the ground again and again, screaming in pain, and his nose bleeded along his fingers.

"Don't admit it?" Monk Huida turned his head angrily and looked at the other people who were sitting stunned on the stone platform, looking stupidly: "How many of you, where are the wallets?"

“***…… This animal was fascinated by those little girls, this is going to be desperate! Bastard, let's fuck him, ***...... Bully our brothers!" was sitting on the stone platform, a small middle-aged man who had just come back to his senses, muttered softly in his mouth, his face became cruel little by little, and the last sentence, in an almost hideous tone, shouted angrily.

Several other people, including the man in the leather jacket on the ground, stood up together, and with a loud noise, surrounded the monk Huida in the middle.

"Yo ho, do you still want to do something with the poor monk?" Monk Huida stared at him like copper bells, grinned in surprise, and suddenly opened his hands, and strode towards a few people.

ps: Some brothers said that these few are not happy, not high...... 07 can only say that it has been high and the tide will cause no, lift!