Moria had begun to doubt her eyesight, she didn't believe that the heavy punch of the heavy power armor on her body would be blocked by a slender warstick, and Wu Cheng still bowed, emitting a pungent smell of burning.

"If you come a little later, just a little, the one lying on the ground will probably die." Burning Night didn't know how to crawl out of that horn, and the broken hand bone had actually healed at this moment.

Wu Cheng spat out a mouthful of saliva, Moria's punch was not light, but it seemed a little trivial in front of him, he only used forty percent of his strength with this stick, and Molia flew out like a short-term kite.

"Rebel Terminator Squadron Leader Molia has lost contact with her, and the frontline battlefield is calling for support." As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man in the black and gold battle armor fell in the middle of the battlefield like a dragonfly, and he just let his hands fall lightly to the ground, and a thunderbolt caused more than a dozen members of the Black Bone Party to turn into a pool of ashes.

"The target is in sight." The corners of Bai Jiu's mouth rose slightly, their task had been completed.

Suddenly, the sound of guns and cannons fell silent, and everyone scattered to make way for the middle-aged man to make way for an open space, perhaps in his cognition, all living things could be destroyed by his fingers, but the man in front of him was an exception that had never appeared.

Martin Tanaka still couldn't put away his dog-eyed look, but unlike before, he now had this right, and the middle-aged man once again raised his hands and summoned several dazzling thunderbolts, but all of them were blocked by Martin's huge laser sword.

"The CEO of the French Rope Force? You don't do that either. Martin wielded the greatsword effortlessly, but only stayed a foot in front of the middle-aged man, not that he didn't want to cut off the middle-aged man's head, but that an electric barrier appeared in front of the middle-aged man that was enough to bounce the greatsword away.

Just a few seconds later, a few rays of thunder and lightning quietly touched behind Martin, they were confident that they could split Martin into a waste, but they were confident that they could do it, and they had to ask Wucheng's standing stick if they could do it.

"Dead monkey, you just hide behind the bunker honestly, you are not needed here."

"If I'm not in a hurry to go back and buy yarn for my mother, who cares if you live or die?"

Wu Cheng took the thunder and lightning, and only felt numb all over his body, but he only stood firm after a few stumbles, "You'd better have a plan to break his electric barrier." ”

"I was expecting you to think about it." Martin spat out a chewed gum and lifted his sword again, only to be bounced open by the electric barrier.

It was another galloping thunder, and the two of them looked a little embarrassed at this moment, even if they were in good shape, on the other hand, the middle-aged man had already dozed off at the moment.

"Hit me."

"Huh?" Wu Cheng rubbed his ears, he had never heard that thunder and lightning can cause people to hallucinate.

"Ah chicken feathers, hit me, punch me in." Martin patted Wu Cheng's head hard, and he had no choice but to make this decision at this point.

"Oh, don't regret it."

"What nonsense, hit!"

Martin flew forward like an off-string arrow, if he had time, he would definitely greet the ancestors of Wucheng for the eighteen generations, but for now, he could only raise his big sword and slash at the electric barrier.

The middle-aged man opened his eyes slowly at this moment, put his hands together, and the electricity was gathered towards the point where Martin attacked, and the loud sound in his ears quickly shattered Wucheng's eardrums, Martin looked at his broken giant sword in disbelief, and the electric barrier was still shining and intact at the moment, but there was just one more nick.

"Martin lost, it's your turn."

I saw a bald head drill out of the crowd, and rushed towards the electric barrier and plunged into the electric barrier, his flesh turned into seven minutes at a speed visible to the naked eye, and fell to the ground, and the eyes of everyone present could only be described by the word caring for the mentally retarded.

But the jaw-dropping thing happened unexpectedly, the bald head stood up again, this time he still plunged into the electric barrier and let the thunder and lightning ravage his body, the middle-aged man's expression became solemn, because the electric barrier was already a little unable to stop this sudden bald man.

Although the bald head is already incomplete, but fortunately, he still shouted and drilled into the electric barrier, and he faced the middle-aged man with a punch, this punch condensed the man's anger and blood, this punch... Nothing lethal.

The bald head and the middle-aged man scuffled together like children, and Wu Cheng and Martin outside the court had enough mouths to stuff two leather balls at the moment.

"Why are you two stunned? Stop those firefly catchers and try to protect the bald heads. ”

"Huh? Ahh ”

A few months ago...

There was nothing left in the temple except the lethargic scriptures, and there were only a handful of pilgrims here, and those who could afford to pay a small amount of money to buy tribute became precious animals, but Dao Qin did not leave the monastery with his so-called senior brothers and sisters, and his conscience made it impossible for him to leave the old monk who had raised him for more than ten years.

"Dao Qin."

"Huh! What's wrong? Master. ”

"Follow those senior brothers of yours, right?" The old monk smiled, and there was an imperceptible sadness in his dim eyes.

"You're going to drive me away?"

"You have been smarter than your brothers and sisters since you were a child, go out to do some business, ask for a beautiful wife, give birth to a big fat boy, and live this life happily, how good?"

"So, what about you, master?"

"The master is old, he can't walk and can't see, you don't have to take care of me, I should go to Elysium for my life."

"Don't be stupid, you can live a few hundred years longer."

"But—" The old monk handed the crumpled note in his hand to Qin Dao, which was an ultimatum from the government.

"It's okay, I'll go down the mountain to make money, and I'll come back when I make money and pay off my debts."

During that time, Qin Dao did all kinds of chores, chewing some ears of wheat when he was hungry, going to fill some river water when he was thirsty, and finding a random place to spend the night with the sky as the land, but fortunately, he finally saved enough money.

He had never been so happy in his life, he almost jumped up the mountain.

Qin Dao will never forget that scene, the old monk who had lived with him for more than ten years was beaten with sticks in the hands of several sturdy young people, and he threw down the hot buns in his hand and rushed up.

"Why are you beating my master?"

"Why? This old man owes money and doesn't pay it back, do you say he should fight or not? ”

"I didn't!" It was the first time Qin Dao had seen his master so embarrassed.

"The dead old man still dares to quibble, the little bastard get out of the way, otherwise we will beat you together."

As the saying goes, one punch is hard to beat four hands, and even if Qin Dao fights with strength, he can't beat three or four young people, "I watched my master being beaten to death." That's what he said later.

"Little monk, look at your master, where is your god?" A mouthful of thick phlegm fell on Qin Dao's face, but Qin Dao was already looking at the old monk's corpse in a sluggish manner.

yes, where is God? Qin Dao closed his eyes and read the scriptures, but he could not stop the hard sticks.

Qin Dao finally collapsed in a pool of blood, his hands were no longer strong to close, and his mouth could no longer make any sound, but his heart was beating faster and faster.

The little bastard laughed and scolded and turned to leave, but Qin Dao could only hear his own heavy breathing.

"If my God doesn't favor me, what's the point of the scriptures I read?"

He closed his eyes and greeted the light.

"Stop!" The thugs' bodies trembled in unison and slowly turned their heads.

"Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are regarded as dogs..."

"I'm going to trample the heavens and the earth under my feet."