Chapter 754: Messing with you in the afterlife

He Shang came alone, driving a lucky electric motorcycle, he didn't bring a weapon, if there was one, it was that the vest with a lot of pockets on his body hid a lot of vine plant seeds, which was his magic weapon to defeat the enemy.

The five bald monks didn't seem to feel his arrival, and they were still sitting cross-legged, their mouths fluttering, not knowing which scripture they were reciting.

He Shang parked the motorcycle, and carefully locked the helmet and wheels together, since the great monks could pretend to be thirteen chanting, let them wait for a while.

Xu Qing turned and hid in the low woods, squatting down behind two dense low trees, which were a little farther away from the beach, but could barely see clearly, except for a few annoying mosquitoes buzzing around the top of his head.

He Shang shook his arms and walked leisurely to a position less than five meters away from the five great monks and stood still, stretched out his hand and pointed at Huiwu, who was sitting at the front, and shouted loudly: "Hey, you five bald people who are greedy for money, if you want to do it, you can do it quickly, my brother has no spare time to accompany you to recite the scriptures." ”

Huiwu didn't say anything, leaned forward and stood up, and the four monks beside him also followed suit, and their movements were uniform.

He Shang saw the five people get up, stepped forward with his feet, and was more than a meter closer, and looked up and down at the five monks opposite, when he saw the youngest Huiwu, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he secretly thought, this bald head has the most fragrant scar beans, it should be the monk's head, and he will beat him first.

Huiwu stood in place, folded his palms and saluted He Shang, and said to the Buddha: "Amitabha, this must be the Lord He Shi, the poor monk Shaolin Huiwu." ”

He Shang smiled lightly: "In these years, the monks of Shaolin Temple have become thugs, let's also ink, let's start!" Halfway through his words, he suddenly kicked under his feet, and the whole person pounced on Huiwu like a tiger, and he now had only one thought in his mind, first beat the incense scar! Rushing to the front, both fists slammed into the opposite door like lightning.

Huiwu was prepared, he slid down and rushed forward with his fists, as if he was stretching his face to make people fight, at the moment when the fist was blowing, he turned his body like a top to avoid the two punches, raised his knees, flew up and kicked the opponent's waist, this kick was so powerful that a drum-like sound could be heard in the air.

He Shang didn't look back, one palm from the ribs back out, the tiger's mouth took a step down to buckle the toes of Huiwu's kick, and lifted it up, using the eighteen falls of the clothes, during this period of time, almost every day to go out to grab the land and sing to conquer, the set of the eighteen falls of the clothes have been perfected, as long as the hands are very natural, the three axes are used.

Huiwu, who was lifted by the buckle of his toes, did not be shocked and laughed, and bounced up five feet with the force of lifting up, and kicked his legs in the air towards the opponent's top door, poof-puff-puff-the muffled sound of breaking the air like defeating leather instantly covered He Shang's head and face, and the fierce and fierce wind pressed all the short inch hair on the top of his head to the ground.

Although He Shang said that he had stepped into the realm, the only kung fu he could do was Xu Qingjiao's Eighteen Falls and Guigu Point Acupuncture Hands, which were used to deal with ordinary gangsters who were naturally a knife to kill chickens.