Honestly, I've seen a cheaper, but I've never seen such a cheap.

How can you beg others to beat you? Are you stupid?

At this moment, Nezha felt that his three views had been completely subverted by the bald crane. However, he had not lost yet, so the bald monk did not come out with the money, begging the bald crane to beat him, so he still had a chance.

Thinking of this, Nezha held on to the last bit of hope and continued to watch.

And at this moment, the bald crane walked heavily, his face was solemn, and his two hands waved a few times out of thin air, as if he was performing some awesome trick, and at the same time, he shouted loudly: "Return me to the drifting fist!"

With a shout, the bald crane punched hard.

"Whew!"

The bald monk felt as if he was being called on by a mountain, and his brain immediately roared, and his body was blown up by this punch, screaming in the air.

But that's not all!

At the same time as the bald head was blown away, the bald crane's body ejected like lightning, followed closely behind, grabbed the bald monk's neck, and smashed him to the ground.

Suddenly, under the fists, the roar continued, and the screams continued again and again, and the bald monk's body shrank to the ground, and the screams became more and more shocking.

"Brother, don't be afraid!"

The bald crane grabbed the bald monk's head and slammed it into the ground, causing the bald head to spurt blood immediately.

"Brother, you and I are destined, this unrecognizable vicious force in the feet, I have the obligation to help you get rid of it!"

The bald crane was serious, with a smile, and beat the bald head hard.

Under the punch after punch, the bald monk's screams were extremely terrible, his body trembled, his expression was shocked, and his heart was like a mess, and he was directly stunned by the bald crane.

However, after a short period of distraction, the bald monk reacted, and was about to curse and fight back, but he was suddenly stunned.

Because at the same time as the bald crane landed on him with a series of fists, he felt that his face was much better.

Although the pain is still intense, the strange power under the face has weakened a little.

At the thought of it, the monk was immediately overjoyed, and no longer resisted, and even took the initiative to stretch out his face and send it under the bald crane's fist.

As a result, the bald monk immediately roared, with gratitude in his eyes: "Third uncle, please beat me hard, don't pity me, and ravage me hard!"

The bald crane also nodded and roared: "Don't worry, brother, I won't show mercy." I'm going to give me back my drifting fist, which happens to be an unrecognizable nemesis, you put your face over and let me beat you well. ”

"Hey!"

The bald monk was so happy, he knelt directly in the middle of the field, and gave a fat face beautifully.

Everyone around is so stunned, this is speechless!

Damn, I've seen people beat, but I've never seen someone begging someone to beat me!

But soon, many monks around him discovered the clue.

"Look, the bald monk's face is much better?"

"Hey, really. ”

"I'll go, really. This third uncle of the southern faction returned my drifting fist, as if it could eradicate the vicious power of the unrecognizable feet. Look, the bald monk's face is getting better and better. ”

In the midst of the discussion, the bald crane enjoyed the pleasure of beating people with peace of mind, and threw punches into the bald monk's face, and at the same time, under his deliberateness, his face showed sweat, and it looked like he was working extremely hard.

Such a scene once again aroused the emotion of many monks around him.

"This third uncle of the Southern Sect, a good person!"

"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a figure of the older generation, and he works so hard to save people. ”

"This is also my drifting fist, although the name is ugly, but it must be a shocking magic trick in comparison, otherwise, with the cultivation of the third uncle, it will not be so difficult. Good people, good people!"

In the middle of the words, Nezha's jaw was about to fall.

In the past few years, have you cultivated immortals blind?

You even say that this old liar is kind? Hey, I'm QNMLGB, he's kind, oh my God, is there any reason left?

Also, you fool with a bald head, you have been beaten five times in a row today, are you still fooled? Where is the reason, where is the justice?

At this moment, the bald crane suddenly withdrew his hand, as if he was physically exhausted.

The bald monk was "enjoying", and suddenly noticed that the bald crane was not fighting, and he immediately became anxious, and hurriedly shouted: "Third uncle, why don't you fight?"

The bald crane took a deep breath and pretended to be weak and said, "Alas, it takes too much real yuan to use this to pay me back my drifting fist, and the old man is a little powerless now!"

When the bald monk heard this, he was anxious, so he directly patted the storage ring, took out a few pills, a few spirit fruits, and countless spirit stones, and sent them to the bald crane, pleading: "Third uncle, you use these things first, and then give me a few punches if you are tired." Alas, the face of the younger generation is really not able to see people!"

"This ...... Isn't that okay?" said the bald crane.

"There is nothing bad about ......", the bald monk forcibly stuffed a number of pill spirit stones into the bald crane's hand, and said sincerely: "Third uncle, you are here to help me, how can you let you spend your true yuan in vain?

"Alright then!"

The bald crane sighed, "reluctantly" accepted the thing, and then picked up a spirit fruit in his left hand, and while eating, he punched again with his right hand.

This scene made the surrounding monks speechless to the extreme, and also made Nezha's body weak, almost kneeling on the ground.

I have seen beating people, but I have never seen taking money and begging others to beat me.

In such a short period of time, this bald monk has once again upgraded his "beaten" to "spent money to be beaten", such a fresh and refined way of being beaten, it is simply unprecedented and unprecedented.

"Hey, bro, your left nose is still a little crooked, stand still!"

"Hey, third uncle, you're tired!"

"Ah, brother, your forehead is still a little swollen, one more punch!"

"Ah, thank you, Third Uncle!"

"Pose and do it again!"

"Howler!"

For a while, the scene was extremely funny.

The bald crane threw a punch with a bang, but the bald monk smiled and threw his face under his fist.

Finally, the bald crane is done.

The bald monk touched his face, which still looked like a pig's head, squinted his swollen eyes, and quickly released the true yuan.

Suddenly, his injuries improved and he recovered as before.

After feeling that his face was better, the bald head was so excited that he almost cried, hurriedly stepped forward, knelt at the foot of the bald crane, and said movingly: "Third uncle, thank you!"

This sentence of "thank you" came out, and Nezha burst into tears directly.

You idiot, not only did you jump into the dung pit, you dragged me in.

I was beaten five times, and I want to thank the old liar who beat you, and I also paid this old liar to beat you, it's really ...... No one left.

When the bald crane heard this "thank you", he didn't think so. After all, this level of dung pit is easy for him to come here and sprinkle water.

Immediately said: "Hey, brother, your lips are still a little crooked, stand up, the old man will give you another punch." ”

As he spoke, the bald crane jumped up, swirled 360 degrees around Thomas, formed a fist with his right hand, and slammed it into the bald monk's face again.

"Whew!"

The bald monk flew into the sky and fell directly into a bunch of monks.

However, after he stood up, he was full of smiles, and even thought that he had become a little more beautiful and handsome under the bald crane's "return me drifting box", and his waist was straight.

"Third uncle, thank you. If there is anything in the city in the future, you will let me know, and the younger generation will come in the wind, go in the fire, and fight the fire. ”

The bald crane waved his hand and turned away, leaving only the back of a "good man".