That glance, mixed with heavy blood, looked at the other party as if he was looking at a dead person, the feeling of a gentle and noble son just now had long since disappeared, and at this time he seemed to have turned into a Shura from hell.

"Sha Monk" was numb by his gaze, and subconsciously raised the soles of his feet that stepped on the hamburger and stood beside him.

"Fourth, what are you afraid of!"

"Zhu Bajie" hated that iron could not become steel, and glared at "Sha Seng" angrily.

"We have a gun in our hands, this little white face doesn't dare to move, go, teach him a lesson!"

"Sand Monk" nodded hesitantly, and then raised his foot and kicked hard at the chair under the man.

Seeing this, the corners of the man in white slightly hooked up a sarcastic arc, and his body moved.

The two of them didn't see his movements clearly at all, and in the next second, the man and the chair under him flashed to the side in an instant, and accurately avoided the legs of the "Sand Monk".

Bang-----

The kicking "sand monk" fell into the air, and under inertia, he planted towards the ground in embarrassment, making a crisp bone cracking sound.

"Ah------h

The "Sand Monk" let out a miserable scream, and raised his hand to cover his right foot, which was already twisted and deformed.

"My leg, my leg........ ahhh...................h

"Oh, don't do it yourself!"

The man in white glanced sarcastically at the "sand monk" lying on the ground wailing, and a trace of silver light quietly flashed in the thumb and index finger of his right hand.

If you look closely, you will see that it is a sharp and slender silver needle.

Just now, between the lightning and flint, the man in white used this silver needle to pierce the numb hole on the leg of the "sand monk".

"Fourth, are you okay?"

Seeing this, the "Zhu Bajie" next to him immediately ran over and helped the "sand monk" up.

"Ahh-------h

"Bear with me, we'll find you a doctor when we get out!"

"Zhu Bajie" checked his legs, frowned helplessly, and then looked up at the man in white next to him, who didn't even have a piece of clothes.

"Brother, have you practiced?"

"Zhu Bajie" glanced at the man in white with some fear, and asked cautiously.

"Guess what?"

The man in white playfully took off the gold-wire glasses in his hand, and suddenly revealed a pair of cold peach blossom eyes with hints of spring waves.

Taking off his glasses, his facial features are beautiful and bright, and his golden hair exudes a noble and gorgeous aura in the dim yellow light, like a vampire in the European Middle Ages, beautiful, mysterious, and deadly.

That dangerous aura hit the world, and "Zhu Bajie" only felt as if his throat was being restrained by an invisible hand, and even breathing became difficult.

"I hate it the most, people touch my things.........."

The gorgeous voice of the youth is as elegant and pleasant as a violin.

But listening to it in people's ears, it gives people a sense of horror that death is coming.

Hearing this, the "sand monk" began to tremble all over.

"Zhu Bajie" frowned fiercely, and only after a while did he hesitantly walk in front of the young man in white, looking at him with some fear.

"The four of us brothers are also desperate today, if there is anything that offends you, please forgive me!"

"Our brother disturbed your meal, and you also wasted my brother's leg, why don't we leave it at that, you go, our brother will not embarrass you, but if you insist on embarrassing us, our brothers are not vegetarians!"