"The old man doesn't want to go in and arrest her, but donor, do you think she will come out?" the old monk asked Du Feng with a smile. Du Feng was stunned: "The store is closed, can she still stay inside?"

"Hehe, donor, if it was really that easy, you would have caught her a long time ago! Didn't you chase her for a long time?" the old monk said with a smile.

"Okay......" Du Feng touched his nose and looked at the woman very puzzled, he didn't use all his strength to be hung by her, if the old monk hadn't stopped him, it was estimated that he might not be able to catch up!

The woman bared her teeth and grinned, her eyes full of hideousness: "You want to kill me, no way!"

"Formation!" The old monk gave an order, and suddenly the eighteen monks with their eyes closed who showed half of their arms suddenly opened their eyes, and each of them took an attack posture!

"Huh...... Isn't it too much for so many little brothers to beat my sister?" Suddenly a sneer, a few purple lights escaped, and several women with good clothes and good looks appeared and stood not far from Du Feng, and the leading woman looked at Du Feng carefully, covered her mouth and chuckled: "Hehe...... This little brother is so handsome, I see the little sister and I itch it!"

"Where is itchy?" Du Feng was stunned.

"It's itchy everywhere, little brother, do you want to help me scratch it?" the woman said charmingly and hooked her fingers towards Du Feng.

"I'll go, and there is such a good thing?" Du Feng was overjoyed, patted the old monk and said: "It seems that I have a woman wherever I go, I won't accompany you anymore, the old monk, I'll tickle it!"

After speaking, Du Feng ran towards the woman.

"Donor......" The old monk wanted to stop it, but unexpectedly, Du Feng had already run in front of the woman, and he stared at the woman's chest and rubbed his hands: "Then I'm going to scratch it!"

"If you want to scratch it quickly, it's ...... people who itch to death" The woman straightened her chest, and Du Feng, who looked like a pig brother, slowly stretched out her hand a little shyly, and the woman couldn't wait to press Du Feng's hand on her chest when she saw this, and sent out a *. Du Feng's eyes suddenly widened, and he turned his head to look at the old monk with a look of surprise and said, "Ouch, it's good, old monk, do you want to touch it?"

The old monk's face turned red, and he hurriedly pinned his head to the side: "Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Yo, are you still shy?" The old monk, who was very despised, rushed to the old monk in a few steps, dragged the old monk and pulled it in front of the woman, "Try it, anyway, you don't suffer, you don't take advantage of it!"

"Amitabha, the donor is not suitable, the old man is a monk...... "The old monk repeatedly excused himself and wanted to struggle with Du Feng's hand, but Du Feng was not as willing as the old monk wanted, and he was about to touch the woman's chest by dragging the old monk's hand, and suddenly the old monk's face sank, and his right hand raised the staff without saying a word, and he drank it to the woman!

A cold light flashed in the hands of the woman who had been on guard, and a scimitar appeared, blocking the old monk's staff with a "dang" sound, and the rest of the women also showed their weapons and attacked the old monk suddenly.

"Drink!" The eighteen shirtless monks suddenly drank, their bodies were shaken by golden light, and they pulled their legs to meet the woman who was surrounded by themselves and others!

"You old bald donkey is really incomprehensible, others don't touch you if you want to touch it......" Du Feng was speechless and looked at the old monk who was fighting with a group of women and still didn't fall behind.

Suddenly, the old monk's staff was raised, and the woman who was touched by Du Feng blocked it with a horizontal knife, and then the old monk pulled out of the distance with the strength of the fly, and looked at Du Feng with a charming face and said with a smile: "Little brother, if you help the slave family, after destroying this group of bald donkeys, the slave family and sisters will definitely serve you comfortably!"

"Then I will become a dry corpse because of being sucked out of Yuanyang, right?" Du Feng answered.

"Little brother, where are you talking about this? slaves are like this to ordinary people, where can they do this to you?"

"I don't know if you suck people everywhere all day long, and you don't have ...... if you get those diseases" Du Feng said all the things he was thinking, and suddenly looked at his hands in surprise as if he had thought of something, with a cold face, and hurriedly rubbed it on his body, "Oh, I'll go, why didn't you think of this question just now?"

"Little brother, how can you look at the slave family like this? no matter how the slave family says it, they are also cultivators, how can they have that kind of disease?" the woman said in shame.

"It's hard to say!" Du Feng pursed his lips, as if he was not at ease with his hand, raised his hand to summon the water and fire gourd and poured out the water to clean it.

The woman's face sank: "Little brother, what do you mean?"

"Guess?"

"Hmph, if the little brother doesn't want to help, just say it!"

"Who said I didn't want to help?" Du Feng, who was drying his hands with the fire released by the water and fire gourd, suddenly held a bazooka in his hand. The woman's face changed suddenly: "You are Du Feng!"

"I'm so famous?" Du Feng was taken aback. The woman turned around and fled, and by the way, she greeted her sister who was in a hard fight: "Hurry up, it's Du Feng!"

"Donor, stop him! Their group went around plundering the worldly person Yuanyang, and the crime is unforgivable!" "The old monk who was dragged by a few women and couldn't pull away hurriedly said.

"It's a little meaning!" Du Feng was already fighting on his shoulder when he spoke, and he pulled the board machine at will, and the bazooka* shot out, chasing the woman closely!

"Boom" "Ahhhh Du Feng looked over, only to see that there was no scum left in front of him, looking at the bazooka in his hand Du Feng was sad, "Hey...... The power is great, but it costs too much money, and a cannonball costs me a full 50,000 spirit stones......"

"Poof......" The old monk couldn't help but squirt. A woman seized the opportunity and stabbed the old monk in the face with a sword, fortunately the old monk reacted in time and swung away with a Zen staff, otherwise he would have died under the sword, although the old monk avoided the fatal sword, but was kicked in the abdomen by another woman and flew out upside down!

"Let's go!" The women glanced at each other, turned around and wanted to escape, who expected Du Feng to appear behind the women, and was carrying a bazooka that he didn't know when to change* at the girls, "I want to escape, have I asked the little brother if I have it?"

"The Buddha Sea is boundless!" The old monk with the back of the girls suddenly shouted, jumped up suddenly, and the bowl in his hand bloomed with a fierce golden light, and shone towards the women. The frightened women hurriedly fled to both sides, so that the light from the old monk's bowl was covered in an open space, and the old monk was not angry, and the staff in his hand was thrown violently, flying towards a woman who had escaped, and he pulled out and ran to the other side to intercept the woman who was fleeing in the other direction.

"Ahh

After a tragic fight, all those women were wiped out by a group of monks! The old monk strode up to Du Feng with a Zen staff in his hand, and shouted a Buddha call: "Amitabha, thank you for the righteous action of the donor......

If I hadn't solved the most powerful one with one shot just now, it wouldn't be certain who would have lost and who won, and I wouldn't have more, just give me 180,000 spirit stones as a thank you gift!" Du Feng pouted. The old monk's eyes twitched, and he said with some embarrassment: "The donor is really joking......

"Why do you think I'm joking?" Du Feng was stunned.

"Uh......" The old monk was speechless for an instant, but Du Feng stretched out his hand reluctantly: "Give the spirit stone, old monk!"

"Donor, can we not talk about money, talking about money hurts feelings! After all, it's all for the purpose of eliminating demons......

"Talking about feelings hurts money!"

"Oops! The phone rings, you wait, I'll answer the phone first!" The old monk who suddenly thought of something appeared with a mobile phone in his hand, and naturally put it next to his ear, "Hey, what? Oh......

As he spoke, he was getting farther and farther away from Du Feng......

"Phone escape?" Du Feng was stunned for a moment, and followed in a flash. Seeing Du Feng like this, the old monk hurriedly turned around and walked in another direction.

Suddenly, the old monk stopped, looked at his * with a shocked face, and only listened to Du Feng's cold words: "Old bald donkey, hand over the spirit stone if you know each other, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you with one shot!"

"Donor...... "The old monk wanted to say something. Du Feng interrupted impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, if you didn't ask me to make a move, would I make a move?" It's good for you, those female demon cultivators don't leave me a single storage bag!"

"Why don't I give you the storage bags for those female devils?" the old monk asked tentatively.

"A second-layer foundation building leads a group of qi practicing female demons, and if there are good things, they will go around sucking the worldly person Yuanyang?" Du Feng disdainful, "Hurry up, old monk, take out the spirit stone, otherwise don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people!"

"If the old man doesn't give it, will the donor really open fire?"

"It seems that you are unwilling to give it, right?" Du Feng's fingers on the bazooka board machine slowly buckled as he spoke, the old monk's face changed sharply, and he hurriedly pressed Du Feng's hand, "Donor, you have something to say......!

"Forty thousand, who is going to ask for food?" Du Feng was furious.

"Uh...... That's all I have ......."

"No wonder your eighteen disciples are unclothed......"

“......”

Receiving the 40,000 spirit stones from the old monk, Du Feng shook his head and sighed: "Hey...... I thought I would make a small profit, but I didn't expect to make a loss-making deal......"

The old monk staggered, his heart was full of depression, I am especially a big loss, okay, and hurriedly looked at Du Feng: "Donor, there will be no time in the future!"

Du Feng hurriedly chased after him: "Wait for the old monk, your bowl is very beautiful, can you give it to me?"

"Poof......" The old monk who sprayed wildly hurriedly summoned the wooden fish and fled with a group of disciples. Du Feng was left alone to stand in the bleak night, "Isn't it just a bowl, are you so nervous......?"

At this time, in the cubicle of an elegant light music water bar, Duan Jiang sat opposite a woman in her thirties who still had the charm of a, and Duan Jiang was very gentlemanly and threw the order list handed by the water bar waiter to the woman: "You can order whatever you want!"

"Thank you!" The woman smiled and said to Duan Jiang, "What do you drink?"

"I don't care!" Duan Jiang shrugged.

"Then be the same as me!" the woman smiled and handed the order in her hand to the waiter, "Thank you for two!"

The waiter nodded and walked out of the cubicle, and the woman was very charming and prostrate on the table staring at Duan Jiang: "Little brother, you are much more handsome than in the photo!"

"You're so much prettier than in the photos!"

"You are really good at talking!" The woman smiled shyly, a knock sounded on the door, and the waiter put all the things the woman ordered on the table between Duan Jiang and the woman, two plates of peanuts, two plates of melon seeds, two plates of diced cold lotus, two fruit plates, two bottles of red wine and two cups of black tea, the waiter opened the red wine, and said to Duan Jiang apologetically: "Sir, I'm sorry, please buy an order, a total of eighteen thousand eight hundred and ninety-seven!"

"Poof......" Duan Jiang, who was drinking black tea, couldn't help but squirt: "How much?"

"Eighteen thousand eight hundred and ninety-seven!" the waiter repeated.

"I'll go, isn't this a pit man?" Duan Jiang looked at the things on the table in disbelief. The waiter solemnly handed over the order list checked by the woman: "Sir, look, we are all clearly marked with prices!"

"I'm ......" Duan Jiang, who blushed, was exhausted, staring at the woman's somewhat contemptuous gaze, Duan Jiang smiled awkwardly and took out his bank card, "I'm joking, isn't it money, I have something!"

"You're really joking, I almost believed you!" the woman smiled, picked up the poured red wine and saluted Duan Jiang. Duan Jiang hurriedly raised his glass to greet him. The two bottles of red wine really couldn't stand drinking, and after a few glasses, the two bottles of red wine were empty, and the woman looked at Duan Jiang and said with a asking tone: "How about taking two more bottles?"

"Uh......" Duan Jiang hesitated a little as he thought back to the price on the order list. The woman pressed the button on the table, and suddenly the waiter pushed the door in, "Hello, what do you need?"

"Two more bottles of red wine, thank you!" After the woman finished speaking, the waiter turned around and left, and soon came in with two bottles of red wine, and without saying a word, he opened the red wine and said to Duan Jiang: "Sir, please pay!

Duan Jiang was very reluctant to hand over the bank card, and just after swiping it, suddenly the woman's mobile phone rang, and the woman did not avoid it, she pressed the connect button directly, listened to the phone and frowned slightly, and then asked Duan Jiang tentatively: "I have a girlfriend who also wants to ...... I wonder if you'd be interested in meeting you?"

Duan Jiang's eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, let her come over!"

......

Du Feng, who had nowhere to go, returned to the nightclub again, and came to the booth area to sit down, but found that Wang Dashao swaggered over with three men in police uniforms, pointed at Du Feng and said, "He beat me!"

"You kid really go to the police comrade if you have something?" Du Feng looked surprised, "You just let people beat me up for your domineering?"

"Did I let people beat you? No, wow!" Wang Dashao pointed to a red slap print on his side with a blank face, "Obviously you beat me, okay? I'm a good law-abiding citizen!"

"Hello, please come with us!" said the three policemen. Wang Dashao looked at Du Feng very provocatively, "What's the matter, aren't you very good at fighting? You beat them, as long as you make a move, it will be called attacking the police, and the crime of attacking the police will be big!"

Du Feng looked at Wang Dashao with amusement and anger: "You kid has a strong sense of law......

"Please cooperate!" the three policemen said to Du Feng with a calm face. Du Feng got up helplessly, looked in the direction of the store door, and the three policemen nodded at Wang Dashao and followed Du Feng closely. Xiao Yijun, Guo Xingxing, and Zeng Xiaowei, who discovered Du Feng's condition, immediately left the woman in their arms and chased them out of the nightclub, only to see Du Feng get into the police car parked at the door of the nightclub under the signal of the three policemen, and Du Feng's voice came from the ears of the three people who didn't know why: "You guys play your own games, I want to see what tricks they want to play!"