Joke!

Luo Jianfeng's shadow flickered, and when he reappeared, he saw that he had already grabbed Ouyang Qian's neck with one hand, and his indifferent eyes seemed to see only a passer-by, and his fingers pressed lightly.

With a muffled snort, Ouyang Qian glanced at Luo Jianfeng, who was almost unfamiliar, with a look of satisfaction and resentment, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he closed his eyes with a wisp of regret for eternity or a short time.

At this time, the time was also frozen, and no one could have predicted that Luo Jianfeng would personally 'solve' Ouyang Qian's life, selfishness and cruelty were intertwined in the eyes of Peng Jun and others, and the steps under their feet invariably took a step back.

Ouyang Rui, who was the first to come back to his senses, looked at his back from afar At this moment, it seemed that he had aged for dozens of years all of a sudden, and his straight back had become a little stiffer, and his mechanical movements hugged Ouyang Qian's delicate body, feeling the gradually colder temperature, and he found that his throat seemed to be stuck with a fish bone, and he didn't know how to speak.

His head was slightly raised, his eyes suddenly opened his bloodshot sockets, and he didn't know why it was blood, and he pointed at Luo Jianfeng with one hand tremblingly, and said in a choked voice: You, you"

Burst!

Before the word 'you' could be spoken, he angrily spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body trembled and lay on the cold floor.

Ouyang Yuhao on the side was ruthless in his heart, and took out the pistol hidden in his waist, boom! It was a shot at Luo Jianfeng, regardless of whether he was dead or not, he knelt in front of Ouyang Rui and sobbed: Dad is coming, come and call an ambulance."

However, it backfired, Luo Jianfeng didn't intend to give them such a chance, he raised his eyes with an evil smile, and said to the uniformly dressed young people on the periphery: Kill, kill, kill! ”

I don't know if it was an illusion or other reasons, the smiles on the corners of the young people's mouths were not the same, and they looked at each other, like tigers or 'bites' coming down the mountain. or kill the enemy in front of them.

For a while, there was a faint fragrance of air, rendering a strong smell of blood, and the bright red blood seemed to be splashing or flowing on the ground as if it didn't need money, and gradually it was like a painter accidentally knocked over the blood-stained red piece of pen and ink.

The sun, as if it couldn't bear to quietly hide in the clouds, drifted away a dark light!

The sky seems to be unwilling to blow a cold and hot 'thorn' wind!

Suddenly, a low moan was like a last cry for help, staring at the young man not far away with longing eyes, and finally left the human world with a flash of gloom.

Peng Jun forcibly suppressed a wisp of uneasiness in his heart, came to Luo Jianfeng's side, first subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then guessed and said: Gongzi has already dealt with it. ”

But for some reason, Luo Jianfeng lowered his body and pushed away those blood-soaked little brothers, and hugged Ouyang Qian's delicate body, kissed her forehead gently, and stared at the pale cheeks in his arms with regret, as if he was in a different world, which made him unable to extricate himself and feel at ease.

The moment he turned around, a hazy raindrop fell again, washing away the blood that seemed to be engraved on the earth, and flowed into the sewers in turn.

Bang!

A thunderclap flashed, and before Peng Jun and the others had time to retreat, a monk in an orange and yellow cloth shirt blocked in front of the xx (brand) car, perhaps sensing Luo Jianfeng's gaze, or maybe it was something else.

The monk's upper body bent slightly, and he said softly: Amitabha, the donor is considerate. ”

And this sound of "thinking" Buddha has what kind of "magic" is generally heard in the ears of Peng Jun and others, no less than the previous thunder, the shock of the people is a little dizzy, a burst of pain and itching to let thousands of ants climb, so that they want to catch but dare not catch.

Luo Jianfeng's eyes narrowed, and a flash of essence flashed, snap! One hand slammed on the button of the flute, so it let out a roar that seemed to be cruel, and at the same time resolved the dizziness of Peng Jun and others, pushed the car door and looked at this uninvited guest with interest, and after looking at each other for half a quarter of an hour, he said: This is a bad word, rather than hurting each other, it is better to cut it in two, which can not only solve unnecessary troubles, but also find a new one.

Otherwise, the final outcome will only be a lose-lose situation, this is not the result I need, and my life creed is 'I'd rather be responsible for the world, and stop teaching the world to bear me', even if my women can't stop it, even my family can't, and they haha! ”

No!

The monk took a step forward, softly interrupted Luo Jianfeng's almost crazy smile, and glanced at the movements of Peng Jun and the others with a sharp gaze in love, as if he didn't see it: In this way, the donor has fallen into the devil, and he needs to take refuge in Buddhism to disappear the 'demonic energy' on the donor's body. ”

As he spoke, the robe flicked his one-handed claw and pressed down to pinch Luo Jianfeng's collarbone, laughed, and said: Donor, don't resist, otherwise it will only set yourself on fire, and even the old man will not be able to save you. ”

Look for death!

Luo Jianfeng's shoulders were raised, and he grabbed the monk's wrist with one hand like a hook and broke it upward, but the monk's movements were not slow, as if Zhang Liangji was on the wall ladder, only to see him turn his backhand, and actually covered the back of Luo Jianfeng's hand, and then pulled it back, and when the shoulder was about to top, he found that the latter's body was like a thousand pounds and could not move half a step.

looked at it coldly, but saw Luo Jianfeng's right hand against his shoulder, and said with a smile: Yo! The donor is young and has cultivated a good martial arts, but this is not your arrogant capital, obediently follow me up the mountain to chant Buddha. ”

"Are you dreaming?"

Luo Jianfeng's right hand turned into a fist and smashed it hard, without waiting for the monk to retreat, his left hand pulled back and sent a shadowless foot, and Peng Jun, who was quietly hiding on the side, saw that the monk was just retreating in front of him, and the Qiling in his hand with one hand was about to pierce into the monk's waist, and the latter's left hand pierced into the car parked on the side like a steel hook.

Dodged on the side, then turned over and stepped on the roof of the car, the blood droplets dripped as if they were not their own, and they clasped their hands together: Donor, this is the behavior of the villain, fortunately, my Buddha's compassion is not with you, I hope there will be no next time, otherwise the old man will never be spared, remember! Remember! ”

"Old bald donkey, don't pretend, they know each other, why bother? As long as you submit to my son-in-law today, not only will you eat 'meat' every day in the future, even if you 'soak' in the middle every day, you will not have two hearts, otherwise you will be killed today, and you will be asked to choose a fluttering way to die to send you to see Rulai. ”

Peng Jun pressed the car cover with one hand and jumped over, and Qiling stabbed down on the top of the monk's head.

But what the masters grasp is the opportunity, and the fight is the speed, even if it is an insignificant small action, it may be a fatal tragedy.

Boom!

The Buddhist beads in the monk's hand splashed a bright spark, but before it could bloom, it was poured by the rain to cool his heart, and he took a step back abruptly and just stood firm, and suddenly felt a cold wind in his back, and when he looked back, he was shocked into a cold sweat, thinking about the situation in front of him, and fell into the dilemma of having a wolf in front of him and a tiger for a while.

Click!

However, just as he was meditating, a silver-white electric light flashed in the sky, and his eyes narrowed as if he thought of the mystery of breaking the game, his left hand was forward, his right hand was raised back, and a volley turned in the air to temporarily resolve a sentence that seemed to be a dead chess.

However, the monk's frowning brows have not yet been stretched, and a trace of itching has emerged on his side waist like a cat licking, and he looks down at the calm and calm before he suddenly changes, and he doesn't understand that a layman's son, and a rich second generation who lives in drunkenness and gold all day long, can actually break his cover door with one blow.

The look of surprise narrowed slightly, and a trace of panic flashed in the depths of his eyes when he looked at Luo Jianfeng, but it was only a flash, making people confused.

Luo Jianfeng took a step forward lightly with his left foot, and Qiling stabbed around and jumped his forehead at Peng Jun at the same time, and said to the monk: Master, it is not easy for this son to respect cultivation, I don't want your sweat over the years to turn into a helpless anger in the end, so leave this Gongzi Quan has not seen you today, how about it? ”

Hum!

The monk sneered in disgust, glanced at the blood flowing with the rain with regret, and then looked at the gradually darkening sky that enveloped the earth like countless souls, and wanted to immediately slash the 'murderer'.

With trembling hands, he clasped his hands together and said to Luo Jianfeng: Donor, if you can't frame the old man, the Buddha said: The monks don't speak! Now that the old man promised others has not been completed, how to face the Buddha in the future, on the contrary, the donor should cherish the time in front of him at a young age, and not because of some illusory things, killing innocent people. ”

This is a bad statement, the Buddha said: I don't go to hell, who is like hell! This son is compassionate and compassionate, and he never kills innocents indiscriminately, but there have always been some people who think they are 'pure', and they fill their pockets and kill innocents in the name of the world. Guru! ”

Until the end, Luo Jianfeng shouted, and while the monk was stunned, he quickly took out a silver-white pistol, boom! The monk who reacted was startled, and hurriedly retreated to take the opportunity to hide, but this happened to give Peng Jun another chance.

Seeing that he had been prepared, he immediately waved his hand and stabbed it, and as if he was not angry, he took out the pistol pinned to his waist with his other hand and pointed it at the monk's waist.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

With three shots in succession, the monk fell into a heart-piercing end, and the moment Luo Jianfeng turned around, a golden light appeared like an illusion.