Wang San's humiliation of him in the bamboo forest, the red-clothed Buddha still remembers it vividly, he can't wait to break Wang San's body into ten thousand pieces, and said in a deep voice: "Little monk, are you dreaming? Now that you are a turtle in an urn, what qualifications do you have to bet with me?"

Zhang Xiaoyu's originally calm heart, after hearing these words, his heart couldn't help but hang. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

She looked at Wang San worriedly, not only her, but also the people who escorted the grain cart, including the black-clothed people around, were also looking at Wang San, as if they all wanted to see how this young first seat would respond.

For a while, this world fell silent!

Under the expectation of everyone, Wang San finally spoke, his face was calm, and he said calmly: "Are you so sure that the poor monk can't rush out?"

With the sound of words, Wang San touched his hands to his waist, and then pulled out two knives, a kitchen knife in his right hand and a firewood knife in his left hand.

The group of black-clothed people were a little apprehensive at first, but when they saw the knife in Wang San's hand, they immediately burst into laughter, and some people shouted disdainfully: "Little monk, did you bring the wrong knife?"

"If you didn't bring the wrong knife, let's try it alone, won't you know?" Wang San said lightly.

The red-clothed Buddha looked at Wang San with interest, and suddenly said loudly: "Abalone, go and kill him!"

"Yes. ”

The abalone came out, he was bloated, not tall, limping as he walked, and each hand held a weapon in the shape of a pincer, like a crab.

"Tsk...... Little monk, looking at your bald head, Ben Bao Ye couldn't help but want to clamp you, do you say that I clamp lightly or forcefully?"

Wang San wanted to keep his composure, but when he saw the abalone in front of him and listened to his words, he couldn't help but cough a few times, and said, "I heard that abalone has three colors, the first one is red, which is the best." The second is purple, which is far inferior to the first type of abalone. As for the third type, it is black, which can be described as chicken ribs, and it is a pity to discard it if it is tasteless. ”

After a pause, he said: "According to the poor monk, the donor should belong to the third type!"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Xiaoyu laughed out loud, she had never heard of abalone having a color, she thought he was funny again, and she gave him a white look angrily, and said in her heart: "It's all this time, it's still ......."

As for the man named Abalone, he was instantly furious, his forehead was bruised, and he raised the pliers in his hand and came to Wang San, and roared in his mouth: "Dare to say that you Bao Ye is black, see that I don't clip off your little bald head!"

"Click......"

The pliers were clamped in the air, and Wang San dodged this skill with his body, went around behind the abalone, and shouted in his mouth, "Kitchen knife undressing." ”

This knife method, since his establishment, is the first time to use, inevitably some flaws, he wanted to cut the abalone back of the clothes, but he lost the head, the knife was used a little lower, but it was cut to the buttocks.

"Hiss......"

The pants were cut with a big hole, I don't know if the knife was not fast enough, or because the knife was too poor, the strip of cloth that should have been flying fell on the pants, how weird it looked.

As the abalone swayed, the strips of cloth swayed, revealing a piece of dark skin, and faintly, interlaced blood marks could be seen......

"It seems that the sword technique needs to be improved!"

Wang San secretly sighed, this is also the reason why he has been reluctant to use the knife easily since he came down the mountain.

"Ahh

Zhang Xiaoyu screamed, don't look around, she subconsciously remembered that Wang San cut her skirt, her little face turned red, and she spitted: "This stinky monk, what kind of knife skills did you learn...... If she remembers correctly, Wang San just shouted "kitchen knife undressing", this name is too ......

Not to mention Zhang Xiaoyu, the others were also dumbfounded, and the eyes of those coachmen and accompanying guards began to become weird.

Of course, the most angry person is the abalone, but the pain and coolness from his butt made him calm down, if the other party's knife just now, it would be a little deeper......

Abalone didn't dare to imagine, but he had already opened up the first serious way, and in the face of this little monk, he had no power to fight back, which can only show that the little monk who looks harmless to humans and animals is stronger than him!

Abalone glanced at Wang San in horror, twisted his ass and stepped back.

But before he could take a few steps, an iron chain fell from the sky, and before he could even scream, his head and body were separated, and then the voice of the red-clothed Buddha came: "Useless things!"