The monk walked slowly to the street. He was not wearing a monk's robe and wrapped in a cassock. He wore a white hooded sweatshirt on his upper body, and a pair of loose black shorts on his lower body. He was wearing a pair of sports shoes with barbs on his feet. He also had a neck.

There is a thick and heavy gold chain hanging!

No matter how you look at this person, you don’t look like a monk or someone who can obtain the supernatural powers of Buddhism.

Instead, it looks more like a nouveau riche who is bald at a young age. If you hold a leather bag under your armpit, put a flip phone on your belt, and put a mink coat on your body. Pay attention to the details, you can only wear it.

The sleeves cannot be worn.

This is the contractor dressed up!

But it's practical, otherwise.

He put his hands in his trouser pockets, his hoodie covers his bald head, and walked slowly on the street, feeling like he would beat him to death with one punch if he dared to show up.

This is Yu Huai's newly created mythical creature.

In addition to conquering the Buddhist Kung Fu, his appearance also had to hammer these guys who were planning to invade Lingnan City.

He has a resounding name - 'Yichuan'!

"Who is this?"

"Wait, why are we here? What happened just now? We have obviously attacked Lingnan City."

"Yes, I remember clearly that I passed through the legs of the house and several older men were kicked to death on the spot. Where are the people? Where are the corpses? Are they all illusions?"

"Run, brother!"

"Hey, that bald man, who are you?!"

These superpowers can feel how great the threat this bald man brings. You must know that the bald man was created by Yu Huai for 3,000 points. In terms of strength, I am afraid that he can fight against Abira's Abira's.

It is really easy for a capable person to have a small slag.

"Who?"

A hand with a bag of pants in his pocket was lifted out, with a layer of white bandage on his hand. He looked at the people in front of him with cold eyes: "I am just a Buddhist disciple. This time I went down the mountain, I can be said to be ascetic, and I have experienced the true Buddha wandering around.

The sufferings of the world. It happened that I was destined to have a fate with several donors, so I came to give me a gift.”

"Is there a fate?"

"Monk? Practitioner? Nanhua Temple?"

"Hey, bald donkey, what are you planning to give us? Are there a few nuns?" A rebellious young man in the field mocked him when he heard this.

These people are either from the top leaders of the imperial capital or from the hunting team. No matter which one is very powerful, they are all first-class people among the superpowers. They do look down on the so-called practitioners, even if they have heard of practitioners.

It is very mysterious and rare to know that this ranks are very mysterious.

But, what is that?

"Hahahaha, bald donkey, it would be OK if I send us a few nuns over."

"Yes, but I said, "Are you afraid of your head cold when wearing a hat? If you are afraid, why should you keep a bald head?"

"Bald, bald, don't worry about raining!"

Faced with the ridicule of everyone, Yichang did not have any anger, but slowly closed his hands together: "Please remember my monk's Dharma name - Yichang. By the way, I am going to give it to several donors on this trip.

The gift is... to hammer you all."

Let's talk.

He was as fast as lightning, and like a tiger, leaping high, waving his fists, and smashing towards the man who was the leader who shouted the most arrogant.

He hit the head with a punch, but he didn't even have a chance to react. The man's head was shattered like a watermelon.

"Sinful sins."

Looking at the shattered corpse, he raised his foot and kicked it away. He turned around again. His bronze face was stained with a few drops of blood, and a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"The next one...is you donor."

He rushed out again and walked towards the heavy knife raised by the man, shattering the steel knife with one punch, but his fist hit his chest and tearing his chest apart.

After the hand left the target's chest, he pulled something out. The thing was pounding in the palm of his hand, as if it was the heart.

Puff, crushed suddenly.

"Sin, the next donor should be anxious. Don't panic, you will be there soon."

"You fucking..."

"I think you are seeking death. Do you know who you are attacking? A hateful practitioner, do you know what trouble you will bring to the forces behind you?"

"Miscellaneous, I think you're tired of living. Have you heard of the senior management of the imperial capital? Have you heard of the special anomaly department? Have you heard of the hunting team?"

At this time, several people in the field could not hold back their emotions and roared at the cage with their throats.

"Oh? You said you are from the Imperial Capital Special Anomaly Division and the Hunting Squad, right?" Yichang stopped and asked, wiping the blood on his hands.

The other party swept over the cage coldly: "I know I'm afraid, we are the supermen of the senior management of the imperial capital and the hunting team. If you are arrogant, you dare to attack us, so you are not afraid of leading the cultivation sect behind you.

Go to the destruction of disaster?"

"You bastard, just be afraid. Not everyone in this world can be provoked by you. Just a mere practitioner, a bald donkey who doesn't know how to be tall and strong!"

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. They were indeed scared by a cage.

The big bald head in front of me was strong and even the loose sweatshirt could not cover the body he had met, and he looked like a monk.

The most important thing is that this guy is calling for guilt while killing people.

From his actions to now, he has killed two people. The first one directly smashed his head, like a watermelon. The scene is so bloody, I think everyone should not want to see it.

The second one was even worse. One hand suddenly passed through the chest, grabbed the still hot and beating heart, and then crushed it!

Crazy and crazy.

When did the monk become so ruthless?

"That's right."

After a few seconds of silence, nodded and said, "I found you, it was you. Someone said that you must let you all go to the West to see the Buddha. Of course, I can't guarantee whether the Buddha will see you. I want to guarantee it.

I just send you there myself. Please don’t be polite and don’t thank me. This is what I should do.”

"By the way, I must cooperate, because this will affect my performance. Since now, let's start. I don't know how to choose the donor, how do you want to die?"

How do you die if you want to choose?

Yichang is a polite guy. No matter how bad you speak, people won’t be angry, and they will even hammer you to death if they are not angry.

"I'll fight you with you."

"I see you are sincerely playing with us, and the thief bald donkey is looking for death!"

"Don't think that you are a practitioner and can be arrogant. If we work together, it's not certain who will meet the Buddha."

A few people attacked the stone with eggs. None of them would be a cage of opponents, and even if they joined forces, no one would be his opponents.

A few minutes later, a cage of fallen leaves picked up from the ground rubbed the blood on the fist.

“Next stop.”

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[Author's off-topic]: Today is December 1st, and a new month has begun. Monster Invasion is about to enter a new chapter. Last month, 310,000 words were updated, and the task that lasts for one month was successfully completed.

.During the update period, sometimes I didn’t ask for votes with everyone because I always feel that if you like it, you will naturally vote.

However, I still want to say that I rarely ask for votes, not that I don’t need silver notes, any book or author needs silver notes to support it.
Chapter completed!