The moldy monk was slapped in the face and fat, and he might have a little pain, but he often chose to ignore it, because he was a bad luck body that was born with all kinds of disasters and tosses endowed by heaven and earth. Not only that, but he accepts such a fate, and he can also gain a little "achievement" from it—indirectly "infecting" his various calamities and tosses to others, passively or actively, and indirectly "bearing" his bad luck to others.

Although, the fists and feet of more than a dozen people fell on him like raindrops, but he calmed down and did not continue to scream. If he didn't scream before, it seemed that everything was too fake.

In fact, I don't know how many times he has been beaten by someone, so much so that he has become numb, even if it is painless and harmless, he has to cooperate, moan a few times, "hug his head and beg for mercy".

"Ahh

Someone began to feel abnormal, as if his arm was about to break.

It's obvious that he is getting wet and hitting someone, how can it become like this?

He is Ju Fat, who is also a fierce man, and has a special honorific title in this gang "Seven Killings", and he is regarded as a "military advisor" in the entire team, ranking third.

"Do you feel anything abnormal, do you have any pain or anything?"

The more he struck, the more ruthless he became, and the more he found that his arms and waist were overwhelmed. Therefore, at this time, he did not want to continue to hide.

Anyway, here, it's all brothers.

"Yes. My feet can't stand it. ”

A little man who had been quite a hitter with his foot suddenly looked up, because he noticed that his nose was hot, and he must be bleeding from his nose.

"What's wrong with you, Shimo, you have a lot of blood on your face?"

Seven Kills immediately found that the brother named Shi Mo had a bloody face and a bloody head, which was almost unbearable.

"Oh my God, what's wrong with you, you're either bleeding or your faces are swollen and your eyes are blue?"

Only then did everyone realize that their faces were swollen and their eyes were blue, which was quite serious, and the situation was even more weird.

"Fuck it, what a fuss and what a shout, it's not this stinky bald donkey. ”

In the crowd, a tall monk with a cold face, wearing a black blindfold in his left eye, and a fierce light in his right eye. He also participated in the beating, and at this time, there were several red bags on his face, mainly on his cheeks and left and right eyes.

"Dart Biao, no, break the army, you are also not lightly injured. ”

In the end, the seven kills were sharp-eyed, and he instantly noticed that this person who usually did not deal with him was also "hit".

"Yes, it hurts me. ”

Po Jun couldn't bear it anymore at this time, touched the swollen and sore spots of his cheeks and left and right eyes with his hands, and moaned quietly.

He couldn't help but untie the leather armor on his body, and everyone realized that not only his face, but also his body had traces of beatings, most of which were large bruises.

"It's really weird, is it an evil thing?!"

Seven Kills and Shi Mo and the others felt incredible, and they were simply stunned: the monk who covered his face with his hands seemed to be in trouble, only a little blood flowed from his mouth, and his body was stained with a lot of dust and his clothes were a little torn, but these people were miserable, all of them had blue faces and swollen noses, and some people had some blood on their chests, waists, and legs, and internal injuries were definitely indispensable.

Obviously, more than 10 people beat one person, but as a result, it seems that one person has abused more than 10 people.

The thick-eyed man who was standing next to him quietly smoking a cigar did not hear the sound of "popping", but everyone's surprise, so he walked leisurely to the front of the crowd, pushed away a few people, and saw a surprised scene.

"What the hell, you guys say it quickly, only our wolf mercenary group has bullied others, and no one else has bullied our wolf mercenary group!"

His eyes narrowed, and his face turned cold, as if he was eating people.

Before a cup of tea, his hands were still intact, but in a blink of an eye, he was abused and beaten for a round, which made people feel slapped in the face, and it was a hard slap in the face.

"Breaking the army, you guy has obviously practiced a 'blood and qi technique', it stands to reason that even if you fight against people for an hour or two, you may not be able to beat you so badly, and you will be injured again and again. Looking at the second-ranked deputy, he really hated iron and steel.

Moreover, he was obviously in front of him, and he didn't find any masters, or even decent attacks. So, what's all this all about?

"Greedy Wolf Boss, I'm ...... It's not clear what happened. After we people beat this stinky bald donkey, we became like this, it should be his ghost, revenge on us, curse us. ”

was drunk by his own boss, and Pojun was extremely displeased, covering half of his face and reporting in a low voice.

"What's this, if you punch him and he'll punch you back ten times?is it possible?!"

The thick-eyed man greedy wolf boss didn't believe it, suddenly leaned over, his hands rose and fell, and he slapped the moldy monk twice, in order to prove his suspicions, he used fifty percent of his spiritual power, "pop", crisp and loud.

I don't know if it's an echo, or something else, and immediately there will be a "pop pop" sound.

Everyone looked up, and they were shocked!

The original white face of his greedy wolf boss has become a "pig's head", swollen and swollen, red and blue. It is conceivable that he was abused by some kind of force with at least ten or twenty fists, all hit!

Previously, a large group of them didn't want to die, they didn't pay attention to this detail, thinking that the more ruthless they were, the better, who knows, all this was "rebounded", how did they beat that monk, not only "returned" themselves in the original place, but also "doubled" and "returned"!

"Ahh......h

Only then did the greedy wolf know that he had been attacked and that he had been injured a lot.

That's right, after all, he hasn't tried to be hit on the head like this, and the force is not light, although there is no point of fainting, but it is definitely uncomfortable, and the whole head seems to explode.

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

"Boss!"

Everyone hurriedly supported their boss and let him sit on a stone and rest for a while.

"As I said, we are Sven, so I told you not to beat people. ”

No one did anything, and the moldy monk lying on the ground did not continue to play the role of "injured passerby", tidying up his messy clothes a little.

Moments like this seem to be coming to an end.

to him as the main one.

"You demon, we want to kill you to avenge our boss!"

Shi Mo hated the moldy monk, just now he was also injured a lot, his weapon was an iron rod, now he didn't want to, his hand rose and fell, swinging the stick straight to the opponent's head.

"Don't hit me on the head, I'm not responsible if you die......"

Monk Mold blocked with his hand as he spoke, hoping that the other party would change his mind.

But the stone grinding that was angry in his heart, his eyes were hot and anxious, where he heard the words of the wicked, "bell", and hit him directly on the forehead.

There is no imaginary picture of white flowers and brains flying, and no one is crying bitterly, as if the stone grinder is not a person, but a stone.

"Yo, what a bastard, I said it all, we Sven people don't beat people. ”

I don't know if it's a little painful, but Monk Moldy still rubbed his forehead, it should be a little painful.

"Bell bell!"

With a series of sounds, the stone mill broke his brain and bled incessantly, and his head tilted, and he fell to the ground and did not move.