Chen Chu probed the girl's snort and found that she was just in a hurry, and she was so excited that she went into shock.

Hurriedly asked Tang Tiantian to get a glass of ice water, and then took out a silver needle and pierced it into the fat girl's middle point and tiger mouth point respectively.

Chen Chu gently glued the middle of the person with one hand, and glued the hukou acupoint of the fat girl's right thumb and second thumb with the other hand, and after a while, the fat girl woke up slowly.

Chen Chu exhaled, handed over the ice water, put his hand on her shoulder and fed her two mouthfuls.

Seeing that the big fat girl was getting better, she separated everyone, narrowed her eyes, and saw that the kid who was making trouble just now did not run away, but looked at it from a distance.

Seeing Chen Chu, he immediately turned around and ran, Chen Chu frowned slightly, and hurriedly chased after him.

If you don't subdue yourself in this way, don't think about stopping it in the future.

That person seemed to be deliberately seducing Chen Chu, and to the west of the Shiyuan was the mountainous area.

The man ran straight to the foot of the hill before stopping, panting and waiting at the waist.

Behind him was the dense woods: "Boy! Do you dare to go into the mountains with your grandfather! ”

"Hehe......" Chen Chu smiled: "Okay! ”

Chen Chu smiled calmly, the man snorted, wiped his sweat and went into the woods, Chen Chu then followed, and in a short time, he came to a wide area in the woods.

A group of people appeared on the opposite side, and when they got closer, Chen Chu realized that it was Tang Minghui and his gang again.

Tang Minghui stood in the middle, on the left was a group of subordinates of the Tang family, on the right was the Yuantong monk, and seven or eight small novices behind him.

"Amitabha! Chen Chu! You beast, don't surrender quickly! I will bring you back to Qingyan Temple to enlighten you with Buddhism, so that you can change your evil and return to the right, abandon the darkness and turn to the light! Yuantong gave a Buddha call, although one hand was folded, but the vicious eagle-eyed gaze, as well as the large area of vitiligo on his face, were also terrifying.

Tang Minghui's face turned pale with anger: "Master Yuantong, what nonsense are you talking about with this kind of person!" Immediately catch him and beat him half to death, and abolish his martial arts! Then throw it into Qingyan Temple as a sweeping monk! ”

Chen Chu grinned, thinking that this little white-faced Tang Minghui was ruthless enough.

"Ahem...... Tang Minghui, why do you hate me so much? Are you jealous that I'm more handsome than you? Or did I rob your woman Yukichihiro? Chen Chu smiled slightly, and rushed to the round channel: "Great monk, I have a relationship with your Hidden Dragon Master of Qingyan Temple, and I have kept my hand on you several times, and you are a defeated general, always stinky and shameless, and I have been defeated again and again, I really don't remember to ......fight."

"You ......" Yuan was so angry that his eyes were wide open, and the vitiligo on his face was even more terrifying.

"Chen Chu! You don't do rampant! You're just abusing the secret weapon in the next three times, and you don't need a hidden weapon if you have the ability today! ”

Chen Chu smiled, thinking that he would bring this to the fight?

"Alright! Monk Yuantong, I don't need a hidden weapon, and you can't win me! ”

"Humph! Chen Chu'er, you should die! Look at my iron sand palm......" Yuantong didn't say anything more, handed the Zen staff in his hand to the little novice, and then waved his hands and rushed towards Chen Chu, shaking his palm power from above, and smashing his palm on Chen Chu's face with a palm below.

With this palm, he poured enough strength, and felt that if Chen Chu didn't have a hidden weapon, his ten-layer palm could shatter his arm bones. Thinking of this, Yuantong couldn't help but smile evilly at the corner of his mouth, and the vitiligo on his face also jumped.

A palm whirring in the wind is bound to kill Chen Chu under the palm.

"Yuantong! You're looking for death! Chen Chu slammed his palm.

The whole body is full of strength, and it is also the first time to reopen the stele and break the stone in the practice of qi.

The two palms intersected, and the void snapped! With a loud bang, the two of them took two or three steps back at the same time.

Monk Yuantong trembled with vitiligo, couldn't help grinning, with a painful look on his face, and Chen Chu also felt that his arm was numb.

"You...... What kind of kung fu are you? Monk Yuantong couldn't feel the strong internal force coming from Chen Chu's hand, but his palm seemed to have a layer of air flow protecting his body.

The arm that was shaken by this layer of air seemed to be about to fall.

Chen Chu sneered: "Yuantong! The last few times you gave you face, you just fucking again and again, and again and again? Today I will send you back to the West! ”

Chen Chu said that he closed his hands, and then his palms came out and slashed at the top of Yuantong's head.

The hand knife was sharp, as if there was a sound of breaking the sky, the Yuantong monk raised his hands, and Chen Chu used his strength for the second time.

The mouth silently recites the broken gold and piercing the stone......

Twice as strong as just now smashed on the arm of the Yuantong monk, with a gaba sound, the sound of bones breaking suddenly sounded, Yuantong immediately retreated, Chen Chu chased after him, Yuantong hurriedly grabbed a small novice and threw it at Chen Chu.

The little novice didn't know what was going on, so he was thrown in front of Chen Chu.

"Smack!" Chen Chu slapped it, thinking that this fucking little novice is not a good bird, kill one less fucking one. Lao Tzu doesn't cherish the face you face, and you deserve to be killed.

However, everywhere in the palm wind, Chen Chu still kept his hand, even so, the little novice was beaten four or five meters away, vomited blood arrows, and fainted when he fell to the ground.

Monk Yuantong grabbed two little novices and threw them over: "Chen Chu!" I don't believe you dare to fight? It also depends on the owner to beat the dog! You injured these monks, I told the elders of Qingyan Temple to come down and clean you up! ”

Chen Chu smiled: "You tell Nima, I'm not afraid!" With that, he knocked down the little novices who were thrown over.

At this time, Tang Minghui Bank snorted strangely: "Chen Chu! Enough, you dare to hurt my people in the rivers and lakes! Is the kid still going to rebel? ”

Chen Chu exhaled: "The people in the rivers and lakes are counted as J8."

"Whoa......" The people behind Tang Minghui were all in an uproar.

Tang Minghui smiled and said, "The surname is Chen!" You're awesome! Do you dare to say that people in the rivers and lakes are a ...... Ahem, you're looking for death......"

Tang Minghui said to block Yuantong, and then with a flick of his wrist, two shiny daggers showed his palms, and the daggers were cold and contemptible.

Swinging a few strings of dagger flowers in the palm of his hand, he immediately came straight towards Chen Chu like a spiritual snake.

"Good! Let me teach you the evil exercises! ”

"Hehe......" At this time, a loud laugh came from outside the mountain forest.

Then the triangular-eyed dragon seven and Ma Dahe walked in, and the two saw that there was nothing wrong with the bar, so they went to Chen Chu's soft milk tea shop to stroll, and when they saw that Chen Chu was not there, Tang Tiantian said that they were going to chase the troublemakers.

Long Qi Triangle turned his eyes, asked for a direction, and walked forward with Ma Dahe for a while, but he didn't see Chen Chu come back, so he chased directly to the foot of the mountain, where this place is usually hidden in robbery.

Long Qi faintly heard the sound of fighting, and then entered the woods.

"Tang Er! You and I haven't decided the winner yet, have we? Don't do it with Brother Chu first, let's separate the high and low first......"

"Long Qi! You ......" Tang Minghui's face turned pale with anger, and when he saw Long Qi, he felt that his knee was still faintly painful yesterday: "Long Qi!" Don't be a shit-stirring stick, you are a member of the Long family, I don't want to be unhappy with the Long family, and I don't want to be a bastard because of Chen Chu! ”

"Huh...... Tang Er, Chen Chu is my brother, if you move him, you will move me! Don't be useless, if you want to fight, you will fight, if you don't fight, you will get out! It's like a! ”

"I'm rough! Long Qi, I'm still afraid of you? Tang Er hated others saying that he was like a woman, so he waved the dagger in his hand and rushed towards Long Qi.

When Ma Dahe saw Yuantong, he picked up a big stone and went over.

The stone was dozens of catties, and the sound of the whirring wind in an arc was called towards Yuantong's head.

Yuantong grinned, thinking to himself that this big fool is really fucking energetic, do you take fucking strong pills every day!

"You...... Guys! The poor monk doesn't care about you in general......"

Yuantong said and turned around and ran.

Ma Dahe grinned and shouted: "You don't care about me, I want to worry about you!" Ma Dahe chased after him.

Chen Chu was worried about Ma Dahe, this tiger boy belonged to the kind whose heart was too straight, so he was busy chasing after him.

Yuantong ran very fast, but his arm was injured, and the little novice behind him ignored it, and ran over two small hills, already out of breath.

Seeing that Ma Dahe behind him had caught up, he gasped and said, "Old bald!" You're running fast! Don't fucking run away, I'm exhausted! We might as well fight! ”

Yuan Tong was half angry, his brows furrowed, and the vitiligo on his face jumped and jumped: "Bastard boy! I wanted to spare you, but you came to die! Look at the palm! ”

Yuantong exhaled, and the remaining good hand slapped Ma Dahe with palm power.

Ma Dahe stood still, Yuantong sneered, thinking to himself silly boy, you deserve to be unlucky, Lao Tzu, I don't slap you to death with this palm, but also cripple you, this iron sand palm can be struck away even if it is a stone tablet.

"Hoo ......"

When the palm wind came to Ma Dahe, the goods suddenly turned around, and the palm was empty, and the round palm was too strong, and rushed forward directly, and Ma Dahe grabbed his wrist.

"Old bald, you've been tricked! This is what Brother Chu taught me to take the sheep by the hand! Hey! You SB! ”

Monk Yuantong was so angry that he pulled back his palm, but he was dumbfounded.

Ma Dahe's strength was too great, and his hand was grabbed by others as if he was stuck in a vice, and he couldn't pull it out with all his might.

"You ......" Monk Yuantong didn't know what to say, he was too careless, but who would have thought that this silly boy would look silly and stupid and be mentally retarded, and he could still use the method of holding sheep by hand?

As soon as he thought of this, Ma Dahe came over with a big slap.

"Smack!" A slap was slapped on the face of the Yuantong monk, and the monk fluttered his head, feeling like he had been slapped by a bear's paw, even if he was good at kung fu, he was unhindered in the face of strength.

Thousands of moves, but they couldn't be caught by someone, and the other hand of the Yuantong monk was injured by Chen Chu, and it is still swollen.

This slap hit him so hard that his face was hot and hot, and the vitiligo on his face was almost pulled out.

"You...... Bastard boy! Do you know who I am? I am the outer gate elder of Qingyan Temple! My senior brother is an elder of the inner gate, and he was originally scheduled to ......"

"Round?" Ma Dahe laughed: "Your senior brother doesn't talk about round feet, I don't care if you are bare-chested!" Makes you bad! Ma Dahe's second slap fell down hard.

Immediately the third slap, the Yuantong monk was beaten full of Venus, and he couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest, and the corners of his mouth were all drawn blood, and he felt that this tiger boy had hundreds of catties of strength in one slap. Is this a fucking human? What kind of race?

"Boy, don't smoke it!" Yuantong curled his tongue when he spoke, his cheeks were swollen, and he felt that this tiger boy would pump his two mouths again, and his back molars would fly out, and it was the first time he was over sixty years old for people to catch such a fat beating.