In the middle of the night, this huge courtyard inhabited by Guo Haihuang is like a sleeping beast, and once awakened, it may come back to the wave of destruction. However, in the center of this giant beast, inside a small ancestral hall, the lights are always on.

The incessant sound of wooden fish tapping resounded in it. Inside, Wukong slowly tapped his wooden stick, striking the wooden fish, and muttering Buddhist scriptures in his mouth. Goku is doing his own dinner class once a day.

However, at this time, Wukong sensed that behind him, outside the ancestral hall, someone was passing by. However, because Goku didn't feel the danger and didn't feel the killing intent, Goku didn't stop those people's actions.

Goku is still beating his wooden fish.

However, the man who arrived didn't think so. The guy came behind Goku in silence.

A sharp dagger is pressed against Goku's throat, threatening to hurt Goku at any moment.

However, Wukong is not afraid, because he is used to danger, not to mention, this is not a crisis at all, and it is impossible to hurt himself with an action that has no killing intent at all.

Goku would do an evening class once a day to appease his wild desire to fight, and only then would he be able to sleep. However, today, the evening class, which could have been completed before 10 o'clock, was not completed at 12 o'clock in the middle of the night.

This made Wukong very disappointed, because his heart didn't seem to have calmed down, after meeting Guo Haihuang. Goku knocked on the wooden fish silently, not changing anything at all because of the presence of that guy, and he didn't even move his position.

"Say, where does Guo Haihuang live?" At this time, Wukong's sound of beating the wooden fish stopped.

"It's not good to go to someone else's house and have a weapon in hand." Goku didn't answer the guy's question, but instead said something that wasn't the answer at all under the sharp dagger.

"Let me ask you, where does Guo Haihuang live?"

The guy asked again, but even if this guy asked again, Wukong didn't make any moves, because in Wukong's eyes, this kind of thing has many ways to subdue the guy in front of him, so, for this matter, little Wukong didn't make any compromises, because Wukong knew that his master was still talking to Guo Haihuang, if this person went to make trouble, in the panic, Guo Haihuang would not have anything, but his weak master might be hurt, So, at this time, Wukong just closed his eyes again and knocked his wooden fish again.

"Donor, your body doesn't have any killing intent, why do you still hold a murder weapon?"

There was no killing intent in Wukong's eyes, but everyone knew that what was hidden in that calm body was a fierce beast that could burst out at any time, and how could this blade that had not even been sharpened hurt Wukong's thousand-forged body.

"Let me ask again, where is Guo Haihuang?" The man asked again, but everyone knew that they could hear the madness in the heart of the person in front of them.

Goku stopped his wooden fish again.

"Donor, you've been disturbing my evening class for a long time, if there's nothing to do, please leave."

And after that person heard Wukong's words, he began to roar.

"Baga."

But the whole person did not think at all that just after he said such a thing, it would represent the arrival of his death.

"Japanese?"

Wukong's eyes that had been closed opened suddenly, and just when the person wanted to kill Wukong, Wukong's body that was sitting on the futon suddenly leaned back and hit the person's body hard, and just when the guy wanted to pierce the dagger in his hand into Wukong's throat, the dagger had been clamped by Wukong's two fingers, and this time, it was not an ordinary clamp, but directly broken.

And the Japanese also underestimated the physical condition of the person in front of him a little, Goku was just a move, leaning on this guy's body, this guy felt like the heavens and the earth were collapsing, a huge force began to erupt from the place of contact between him and the guy in front of him, and this power will not be exhausted in an instant, but after a force is exhausted, a new power will be generated, constantly repeated, and this is the kind of power, what is produced is not "1+1& amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; amp; gt; 2".

"Tick, tick." Wukong was in the air, when his old power was exhausted and the new power had not yet been born, Wukong seemed to be glued to that guy's body, and followed the figure of this guy flying behind, but when that guy woke up from Wukong's leaning, Wukong was already standing in front of this guy, and his tall body surrounded this guy in an instant.

Those cold eyes were still looking at the person in front of them.

"I thought that you Japanese would not come to China to do things again, after all, in the battle, you have been defeated, but I didn't expect that you are still like this, you have no qualifications to be proud in front of the country that we have awakened."

Wukong pinched the throat of the guy in front of him, lifted the guy into the air as the guy struggled, and let out a hoarse roar as he watched the guy's pinched throat, but as Goku held the guy's throat, the guy's scream gradually lowered.

"However, you are lucky, I obey the rules and precepts, at least, now, you can't die."

Goku looked at the world that had fallen silent, but began to be lit up because of the screams from his side, and his face did not show a smile.

"Since you are here this time, then there will not be only one person, but, you don't hurt my teacher, otherwise, I don't mind breaking the shackles of the precepts on me, after all, I have never been a real monk, I am just a small novice who grew up in the monk's temple, and the Buddha Gate can't tolerate me as a monster." Wukong pinched the guy in front of him with one hand and walked towards the hall.

He needs to confirm now how many people in this mansion are Japanese, and those Japanese with murderous intent need to be disarmed.

Goku moved his fingers, the muscles on his face turned into a King Kong statue in the movement, and the tall figure slowly walked into the shadows.

At this time, Vajra lost his original intention of compassion and degenerated again into a Shura, a Shura who was angry for his cherished life.