Chapter 1009 No one in the First World War?

Three days later, the Wong Tai Sin Temple, people came and went, and the incense was very vigorous.

In a Buddhist hall, Ye Zixuan found a futon from the crowd, kowtowed to the Buddha very seriously, killed a bunch of men and women with a look on his face, and finally added 100,000 yuan of sesame oil money, and asked for a peace charm from the master.

Ye Gongzi was also surprised by Ye Zixuan's actions, but Tang Xueyi, who had been staring at the crowd, was not surprised, there was a complicated feeling in his eyes, he arrived in Hong Kong two hours ago, and he didn't even eat after taking a shower, so he was brought here by Ye Zixuan to make incense, he knew in his heart that this incense was not for Ye Zixuan himself, but for him Tang Xueyi.

Ten minutes later, Ye Zixuan walked out of the hall wrapped in a wisp of sandalwood, the smile on his face was as bright as the sun above his head, and then slapped the peace charm on Tang Xueyi's body and said: "The day before yesterday, I made a wish in my heart, if you return safely, I will give the Buddha 100,000 sesame oil money, and in the future, I will donate money to worship the gods and temples, so as to thank the Buddha for his protection." ”

"Today, you appeared in front of me intact, and this will naturally bring you over to repay your wishes."

He joked leisurely: "Otherwise, if you owe this debt, it will be difficult to talk if you ask for it in the future." He also pointed to a little peace charm and added: "That's right, take it, this is a peace charm for you, the master said, with this charm, you can turn evil into good fortune in everything in the future, bullets can't hit, swords can't hit, I hope you will be safe and sound in the future." ”

When the disciples of Ye Gong suddenly realized that Ye Zixuan was asking for a talisman for Tang Xueyi, Tang Xueyi took the thin talisman and put it into the inner pocket of his clothes without the slightest politeness, he, like Ye Zixuan, has always believed that he is better than ghosts and gods, but he knows that this peace talisman is not a shelter, but more of Ye Zixuan's affection for himself, so he is willing to accept it:

"Thank you, Ye Shao!"

Ye Zixuan patted him on the shoulder and motioned to prepare to go down the mountain to eat: "My brother, what is there to thank you for?" There was a touch of warmth in his eyes: "Let's go, go home for dinner, Fenglai will prepare rich wine and food for you, and chat while eating, it is not easy for you to come back this time, I want to hear the whole process, there is kindness and revenge." ”

Tang Xueyi nodded lightly and followed Ye Zixuan towards the convoy: "There are many processes, but they are basically within the controllable range of Ye Palace, but when I came back, I killed a horse pistol and killed Matsushita Kikuko, she is Nakamura Shio's right-hand man, if she dies, the Yamaguchi Group will definitely be in an uproar, and will definitely follow my clues everywhere." ”

"I killed in a hurry, and I withdrew in a hurry, I don't know if the tail of the hand fell."

Tang Xueyi's voice was as cold as ever, but it fell on Ye Zixuan's ears with warmth: "If they reveal my traces and dig up my identity, even if they have no direct evidence and can't use the knife of the Dongying government to deal with Ye Gong, they will also send someone to attack and kill you as revenge, so Ye Shao should be more careful when entering and leaving." ”

Ye Zixuan laughed when he heard this, and then replied with confidence: "Don't worry, there won't be anything left behind, Nakata Chun, this guy is not a good opponent worthy of respect, but fishing in troubled waters and making small moves is still first-class, and the traces of your attack on Matsushita Kikuko, he will help you erase them as soon as possible, including monitoring." ”

"No one will know that you are a mask killer, and no one will know that you killed Kikuko Matsushita."

Ye Zixuan's eyes flashed with a glint of light: "No one knows either, this is Ye Gong's handiwork." ”

Tang Xueyi came out with a sentence: "Zhu Laosheng knows." ”

The corners of Ye Zixuan's mouth hooked up a smile, and he put his arm around Tang Xueyi's shoulders and walked towards the team: "Zhu Laosheng can indeed know a lot of things, but he doesn't have any evidence, even the phone call was said by his son, and Zhu Huarun didn't pinch anything substantial, we are not afraid of him at all, as for the Red Gate's revenge, I don't care." ”

He took out the red bullet from his pocket, and said with a hint of banter on his face: "I can blow him up at Pier 7 and turn him on his back alone, and I will be sure to withstand any retaliation from the Red Gate, not to mention that the Red Gate of Hong Kong and Macao has been completely eradicated by us, what will Zhu Laosheng use to deal with us?" And Zhu Laosheng struggled for a while, "

"When I have a good chess plan, I will give him a problem."

Tang Xueyi nodded lightly: "Understood." ”

When Ye Zixuan and his party were about to leave, there was suddenly a high platform facing the temple gate for occasional charity performances, at this time, a large number of tourists were surrounded by the inner and outer three floors, one by one, chattering, extremely lively, dozens of security personnel pulled ropes to maintain order, preventing tourists from breaking in to avoid crowding and stampede accidents.

There are more than 20 young men and women standing on the high platform, they are lining up in two rows shouting and practicing their fists and feet, the momentum is not small, the expression is very proud, when they bang their fists and kicks, they frighten the tourists in the front row to retreat, these men and women are all dressed in red and yellow clothes, shaved almost the same flat head, at first glance, they thought it was the lama from the Tibetan area who came to play soy sauce.

Ye Zixuan and Tang Xueyi first stopped outside the crowd, and the two of them, who had nothing to do with themselves, did not have much curiosity about this formation, but the red and yellow clothes of the other party made their eyes a little more playful, this is almost the clothes of the Lion Mountain Organization, and their intuition told the two of them that these men and women were afraid that they were related to the Lion Mountain Organization.

Tang Xueyi strongly inserted into the crowd and squeezed to the front for Ye Zixuan.

The tourists who were squeezed around wanted to scold a few times, but suddenly noticed Tang Xueyi's indifferent eyes, and immediately pretended that nothing was alive, Ye Zixuan stood in front with a smile, and then wanted to get close to the high platform, but was stopped by the security personnel with their arms stretched out, signaling Ye Zixuan to stop, Ye Zixuan's eyes swept around, and there were many cameras in operation.

Behind the camera, almost all of them are foreigners.

"Hah!"

After more than 20 men and women performed their fists and kicks, they spread out to both sides, and a lama dressed in similar costumes soon stood out from the high platform, this person was tall, with slender limbs, sharp eyes, and a bronze face, hands and feet, showing that he had sunned a lot of plateau sun, and on both sides of him, there were two large billboards:

Punch Huaguo Kung Fu, step on the famous temple of Buddhism.

Arrogant!

Ye Zixuan glanced at the billboard, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a hint of banter, what an arrogant tone! This is the drama of the old society, when foreigners came to China to set up a ring, but at that time, they invaded the country and hoped to suppress the nerves of the Chinese people with the help of the spirit of martial arts.

Now, this lama also sets up a ring, what does he want to play?

Ye Zixuan had a trace of doubt in his heart, and then looked at the billboard again, and the yellow-clothed lama also shouted to punch Huaguo Kung Fu, clearly saying that he was not from Huaguo, and the implication was to equate Tibet and Huaguo and stand side by side, which was a bit of a sense of independence.

Hong Kong, Chinese and Western cultures, foreign journalists, Tibetan areas, China, and the ring, are all sensitive words.

But seeing the posture of the yellow-clothed lama, Ye Zixuan knew that these people were by no means as simple as putting on a show, because the yellow-clothed lama was not a soy sauce character, and the exposed arm muscles were trained by countless cruel battles at a glance.

To make it more clear, he kicked hard objects since he was a child.

Just when everyone was talking, the yellow-clothed lama slowly stood up, his tall body, under the backdrop of the high platform, looked very unstoppable, he looked around at the tourists, and his voice was low: "In Xia Tashi descended to the central government, from the Tibetan region, likes martial arts, has been fighting with people since childhood, and has made many friends with martial arts. ”

"Today's tour of Hong Kong, I am here to set up a ring to teach you."

When Ye Zixuan and Tang Xueyi frowned and looked at this person, the yellow-clothed lama took another step forward with bare feet, and there was a trace of pride on his face: "Hong Kong is a rich place, bringing together many capable people with lofty ideals in China, and the central government is willing to learn, the people who won me, one million, lost, and said to the camera, long live the Tibetan people." ”

He raised his head and proudly added, "Who's coming?" ”

During the period, five men and women took out five boxes, opened them all and threw them in a corner, all of them were large amounts of Hong Kong dollars, the yellow-clothed lama lit the box and shouted: "Today is the first day of the fight, five million is my gift to everyone, whoever can beat me, who can take a box, confident friends, you might as well come up and give it a go." ”

Seeing the other party so arrogant, and seeing so much money on the table, many people were angry and hated that they couldn't do kung fu, otherwise they would go up and knock down the yellow-clothed lama, which could not only have a good face, but also take a million away, what a pleasant thing, a few tourists were ready to move, and wanted to go on stage, but after thinking calmly, they dispersed their thoughts.

The yellow-clothed lama dared to set up a fight in public, and took out five million, which means that he is not a soft persimmon, the fact that the tall body and slender hands and feet also give people an indescribable coercion, rushing forward, let alone a million, it is estimated that the hands and feet are broken, so these practitioners hold back their anger and hope that others will take action for themselves.

For three minutes, the scene was noisy, but no one came to the stage.

The yellow-clothed lama was a little impatient, and pointed his finger at everyone: "The huge country of China, is there no one who fought a war?" ”

He snorted lightly: "No wonder the people of Dongying said that you were the sick man of East Asia." ”

"It's not that you don't have a fight, it's that you don't deserve it."

When Tang Xueyi was thinking about whether to go on stage to teach a conversation, a soft and cold voice was neither salty nor faint to overwhelm the noise, and then, a slender figure flashed in front of everyone's eyes, jumped over the crowd, jumped over the security personnel, and the afterglow of the setting sun was projected on her, gilding it with a layer of golden brilliance, that kind of beauty, without any embellishment.

Ye Zixuan subconsciously moved his steps forward, staring at the picturesque beautiful woman, his expression slightly excited:

Clothes!

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