Chapter Thirty-Eight
The position where the bitter monk's voice sounded was not far from me, about ten meters or so. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
When I heard this, I was frightened by him, really, if I hadn't been able to stabilize my emotions, I'm afraid I would have to be stunned at that time, and then maybe I would have to let him catch him.
"I'll fuck you uncle!! Can you let me go?!! ”
I ran as hard as I could, constantly increasing my speed, and I didn't even dare to choose the road.
The trail was not straight, there was a clear bend in front of me, and I didn't dare to turn along the road at the time, but I went on a rampage into the jungle, and I don't know how many trees I broke and how many thorns I passed through before I saw the next road.
The heat wave was surging behind me one after another.
Seriously, I feel like there's a fire burning behind me, and although it's a little far from me, I can feel the heat, and if I slow down, the fire can burn me alive.
"Why can't you get rid of this grandson........"
I was so anxious that I was about to pee my pants, and I said in my heart that the bitter monk wouldn't have eaten stimulants, right?! This physical strength is not worse than mine!!
Being able to follow me after I got up in the flesh, and even have a tendency to catch up gradually, I have to obey him for this.
The monks who practice bitter meditation are different, not to mention anything else, in terms of physical fitness, they are much stronger than Daoist Ge and these gentlemen.
"Don't run away........ I'll give you a happy ........" The bitter monk suddenly laughed at this time, although the laughter was very kind, but I felt that the more I listened, the more terrible it became, and I only felt that the hairs on my body stood up: "If you run again....... Let me catch you....... I'll break off all your hands and feet......."
"Don't scare me, you old thing!!" I yelled at the top of my voice, "Lao Tzu is not a vegetarian!! If you kind of catch Lao Tzu, you will talk about it!! ”
"If you keep running, you're going to die....... If you don't run, I'll be able to let you live a few more days........" said the bitter monk laughed.
"Dog's day, you curse Lao Tzu to die?!!" I yelled angrily, which can be regarded as emboldening myself: "Lao Tzu will live well!" Just watch!! ”
It was at this time that I suddenly discovered a detail.
The position in which the Ku monk spoke was similar to the position where he had spoken before, and the distance between him and me had hardly changed.
This phenomenon makes me excited.
A few seconds ago, I could clearly feel that this grandson was approaching me, and no matter how fast I was, I couldn't shake him off completely.
But now......
"You can't catch up with me!! You go back now!! Lao Tzu acted as if nothing had happened!! I shouted, "If you don't chase me!!" I won't seek revenge from you in the future!! If you keep chasing!! Sooner or later, I'm going to stab you to death!! ”
When I said this, I went directly to taunt him, so that he could speak again, so that I could make sure that the distance between him and me had not changed.
Of course, there is another purpose besides this purpose.
I've got to make sure he doesn't have any hole cards, and if he still has some means to speed himself up, like an accelerator in a Need for Speed, and catch up with him with a bang, then I'm .......
"Looks like you have a lot of opinions about me." The bitter monk replied, although he was still laughing, the coldness in the laughter suddenly increased dramatically.
This grandson is in a hurry, he is in a hurry, looking at his tone, it seems that killing me is not enough to make him vent his anger.
But none of that matters to me.
The important thing is that his speed seems to have reached the limit, and the position of the sound is exactly the same as the position where he just spoke, and he did not continue to close the distance with me at all.
This makes me happy.
As the saying goes, there is a precedence in hearing the Tao, and there is a specialization in the art industry.
Kuzen is good at subjugating injustice with physical strength, in other words, what they are best at is hand-to-hand combat.
It doesn't matter if he is a Taoist priest in the line or a lama monk of the Buddhist family.
In terms of fighting alone, 99 percent of the people are not bitter monks.
If I fight with the bitter monk, my ending can be summed up in one word.
Die.
I don't have to think about it, I can guess with my toes that my grandson can kill me in more than 600 ways.
I will not die within five minutes, and it will be difficult to hurt me, but it is undeniable that the bitter monk should have some means enough to entangle me to delay until the flesh array fails.
Five minutes ago I was certain that I would be able to fight him, but what about five minutes later?
I have to die whatever he wants me to do!
But all of this is based on the fact that I don't know whether to live or die and fight him.
What if I don't fight him?
Now it's a prime example!
It's no exaggeration to say that there are thousands of people in our line of work, but there are really very few people like me who have specifically practiced Dafa running away.
Don't dare to say anything else, in the word running, I recognize the second, then no one dares to recognize the first.
Who called Lao Tzu's legs and feet fast, in the Northern Song Dynasty, I went to Liangshan, and nine times out of ten I had to become a new generation of Shenxing Taibao, and it would be difficult for Dai Zong to take the throne again.
"You're chasing me!!" I shouted, gritting my teeth and speeding, just about to take two puffs of cigarette slowly, only to realize that there was only one cigarette butt left in my mouth.
"You're looking for !! death" The bitter monk yelled, and stopped laughing, that is called a murderous aura.
Seeing his reaction, I knew that this was okay today, damn him let him pretend to be with me, now I know it's awesome, right?
His speed was about the same as before, and my speed was noticeably faster than before, so it sounded to me that he was getting farther and farther away from me.
I'm slow to distance myself from him, but as long as it works, it's fine....... Fuck!!
"Wait until I find that car....... You have to stop and open the door first........ As it stands...... I just opened the car door and this grandson can catch up........"
"When the time comes, you'll really be caught in the net....... This is ...... Oh yes......."
"I still have this trick !!"
When people concentrate on one thing, most of their attention will only be on the one thing in front of them, and if this thing suddenly changes dramatically, then nine times out of ten, people will not be able to slow down in a short time.
Since I have opened the Flesh Body Array now, I have a lot of confidence in the strength of my Flesh Body, and to be honest, I don't think that the Bitter Monk will be able to kill me in a short period of time.
Not to mention a face-to-face affair.
"Bitter Monk!! If you can't catch up with me!! You are the eighth king!! ”
"What a sharp-toothed little ......."
The heart of the bitter monk is indeed not as good as that of Master Luo, I can guess this intuitively, this grandson's murderous intent is too heavy.
Because of this, I can easily annoy him more and more simply by taunting him at times like this.
Now he's just chasing me, bent on catching me and getting rid of me.
And me?
But he didn't continue to flee as he thought.
When the bitter monk chased after me, I kicked the ground with the soles of my feet, turned around with my strength, and ran directly towards the bitter monk.
This set of movements, I performed a skillful performance, but it was just a blink of an eye, and I rushed to the front of the bitter monk.
In fact, at that time, I couldn't see the bitter monk clearly, I could only see a vague human-shaped golden light cluster, and its color was not ordinary bright.
The golden mist covering the bitter monk's body looked a little familiar to me, but when I thought about it carefully, I couldn't remember what it was.
Although I don't know where it came from, my intuition tells me that these golden mist are definitely not something that can be underestimated.
At least I can't underestimate it until I get up in the flesh.
"Bang !!"
With a deafening muffled sound, my fist was already imprinted on the bitter monk's abdomen, and although he had raised his hand to block it a second ago, as I thought, his reaction was somewhat late.
When he was smashed by my punch and flew out, I didn't dare to look at it, I turned around directly, and slipped away with a speed.
"You're looking for !! death"
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