Chapter 37: The Catastrophe

After a fierce battle, Mao Fugui, the new leader of the beggar gang, finally "boiled down" several masters in Shaolin.

Although he was sticky and smelly, like a serious illness, the excitement in his heart overflowed in his chest.

Mao Fugui went from an unknown little person to a beggar gang leader, and now he has defeated the five masters of Shaolin with the power of one person.

All of this happened in the space of a few months.

Even if Mao Fugui's martial arts are not weak now, there is still a feeling of sudden separation in his heart.

He gasped for a long time, and finally suppressed the unbelievable excitement in his heart, and said secretly: I deserve this! Even God can't snatch it!

Mao Fugui waved away the other emotions in his heart, and excitedly commanded the disciples of the beggars to his subordinates: "Give me to hit the door!"

It's just that although this voice is exciting, the effect is very small.

Seeing that the disciples of the Beggar Gang listened to the leader's order, everyone looked panicked. Some were so frightened that they stood up straight, and some cowered so as not to attract the attention of others.

But everyone's footsteps were firmly pinned to the ground, and no one took a step forward.

It's weird.

Previously, Mao Fugui was still forbidden in the beggar gang. He only waved his hand, and the five or six hundred beggars followed him closely and ran wildly on the trail of Shaolin Temple.

He signaled again, and the group of hundreds of people instantly stood up from the wild run.

Such a team like an arm, Mo said that there has never been a martial artist.

Even in the military, only a few divine soldiers recorded in the history books can have such an effect.

But after a vicious fight, Mao Fugui's words suddenly didn't work.

He asked the beggars to help his disciples follow him to attack the Shaolin Temple, but everyone was hesitant.

Five or six hundred people, not one of them took a step forward.

Even the four disciples who caught him twice and helped carry the sedan chair were dead with their heads bowed, and they just didn't move forward.

At this moment, Mao Fugui was really angry, and said angrily: "Okay, good! Just now, I fought five monks in a row. None of you came out to help, you all hid behind and watched the play. I haven't come to settle accounts with you.

Why? Now they are pretending to be dead one by one, because they want to disobey the order, but they can't do it!"

These words made all the beggars and disciples tremble for a while.

Some hesitated to take a step forward, while others remained steadfastly motionless.

As a result, the beggar gang team, which had never been chaotic in a hurry, suddenly collided together and became a mess.

Finally, in the chaos of the ranks, a slender old man said, "Helper." If we move forward, we will really be the enemy of Shaolin! Please think twice. ”

This old man was carrying a long bamboo pole in his hand, and it was none other than Elder Hou, one of the four elders of the beggar gang who had been listed before.

If Fang Zhongjin was here, he would need to recognize that this Elder Hou was the thin elder who had attacked on the outskirts of Jinhua City.

The elder was fiery and impatient back then, but now he has lost his arrogance.

It's just that now among the four elders, he is the only one who has the last trace of fire left, even in the face of Mao Fugui, he has to persuade him at the last moment.

When Mao Fugui heard this, he laughed wildly, and finally turned pale and asked, "What." When you were making great advances in martial arts, you didn't know to think twice. When everyone elected me as the helper, I didn't expect to have three or four.

Now that the advantage has been exhausted, I know that I have to think twice?"

When they said this, the elders looked ashamed, bowed their heads, and said no more.

That Mao Fugui lost his temper for a while, and suddenly his hands were propped up on the armrests of the sedan chair, and the whole person suddenly flew to the ground for a short time.

However, when he hit the ground, he realized that one of the man's right legs hung limply as if he had no strength, and only his left leg was supporting his body.

It turned out that this Mao Fugui turned out to be a cripple!

No wonder he has always been carried by others, but there is still this layer of secret.

There are many cripples in the world, but most of them are only one foot long and one foot short, or one of them has a twisted instep and cannot walk normally.

If you live with a pair of crutches, you can still walk without relying on others.

But this Mao Fugui is more lame. The left leg is thin enough, and the right leg is atrophied.

He took a step with his left leg, and his right leg could only take advantage of the momentum to tap the ground, and quickly ate the weight of his body back on his right leg, so that he could barely move forward.

But Mao Fugui knew that he had a disability, but he didn't bring a pair of crutches, but stubbornly swayed forward.

The head of such the world's largest faction took three or five steps forward as if he was negative.

Then he turned back suddenly, and said with a gloomy face: "If anyone doesn't come to help me today, don't want me to go in a month."

Help him!"

After he said this, the five or six hundred beggars seemed to be frightened, and their bodies trembled.

The four young men carrying the sedan chair hurried a few steps to meet Mao Fugui and let Mao Fugui sit back in the sedan chair.

Elder Hou didn't dare to be verbose anymore, but followed Mao Fugui closely towards the mountain gate.

The beggar gang has already let the "Green Snake Formation" take the lead. Now there are more than 1,000 disciples in the Shaolin Temple, either they have fallen to the ground and are poisoned, or they are too busy to take care of themselves.

Cheng Hui, who has the highest martial arts, and several others are already unconscious.

The beggars helped the disciples form a formation and went to hit the mountain gate together, but no one came to stop them.

Mao Fugui sat on the sedan chair again, this time he became more and more complacent, knowing that the beggars would no longer dare to have two hearts.

He stepped aside to watch the beggars' children shout in unison, slamming into the mountain gate one by one.

Finally, with a loud bang, the Shaolin Mountain Gate was knocked open by the beggars.

Mao Fugui smiled unscrupulously on his face, and said loudly: "Listen to it! After entering the temple, I will search for you according to the portrait given to you before leaving!"

Anything that looks like a portrait will be pulled out for me!"

The beggars knocked the disciples open the mountain gate, but they didn't dare to stop for a moment, and continued to push and rush towards the door.

Now the Shaolin Temple itself is also a mess, and the beggars help the disciples rush in again, and when they see the bald monk, they pull it over to identify.

After a while, fifteen or sixteen monks were pulled out of the mountain gate.

Mao Fugui sat on the sedan chair and looked at these monks condescendingly.

Most of them are not tall, honest and thick-looking, with small eyes.

There are people in their twenties and some in their early fifties. After some martial arts weakness were bitten by poisonous snakes, their faces were covered with a layer of green gas, and they closed their eyes and waited for death.

There are also warrior monks. They weren't bitten by the green snake, but they were besieged by five or six beggars, and they were broken and carried over.

These martial monks were originally honest, but now they are also angry at the beggars, especially Mao Fugui.

Mao Fugui frowned and looked at it carefully for a long time, and shouted loudly: "These are not these." If you can't find anything alive, you have to dig three feet into the ground and find me dead!"

The beggars did not dare to say much, and continued to search in the main hall, side hall, meditation room, and martial arts field in the Shaolin Temple.

This Shaolin thousand-year-old temple has never suffered such a catastrophe!

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