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Chapter 288 Everyone has a bright future

Fujiuduo, the elder of Vajra Temple and a master of martial arts, practiced the "Great Sage Joyful Zen" of the Greed Sect, and condensed the martial arts to joy the Buddha.

He only used the spiritual seeds and let Yang Guang die in an exhausted manner without any room for resistance.

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It was extremely difficult for Chu Qianqiu to keep him.

It was completely different from the sparring session with Master Yang. This was a life-and-death fight with a master of martial arts.

It is easy to defeat, but difficult to kill, and it is even more difficult to kill a master of martial arts.

"If I call my adoptive father here, it is unlikely that he will go to war with Kongang Temple over Yang Guang's matter."

"Especially that [Fu Er Toutuo] has some friendship with his adoptive father, and he is a big shot with the value of united front."

"You can't kill casually."

The crimes of big people are different from those of small people.

This is especially true for big shots who hold military power and a bunch of powerful thugs.

Liu Dutong forcibly killed Ziyi Detective Dan Jun, and gave him the name of a Daxia spy, so he openly attacked the court, but the court could only hold its nose and recognize it, and traced the subsequent procedures.

The new head of the Shangjingdan family was active everywhere, and even approached the Prime Minister Wang Ji, demanding that their family head be cleared of his grievances.

"How come the head of the family died for the country and became Daxia's spy?"

"Sir, you have to make the decision for the head of the family and clear away the grievances."

After the old man from the Dan family kowtowed repeatedly, Mr. Wang Ji sighed, helped the old man up, and said seriously:

"How could I not know Danjun's grievances?"

"Danjun died unjustly and wrongly."

"But the Dan family must focus on the overall situation of the imperial court. At the moment, the imperial court wants to appease the Shenwei Army and is not ready to break up with the Shenwei Army."

"Can we tell the world that it was the Shenwei Army who forcibly killed the purple-clad policemen from the six gates?"

"Where will the court's face be at that time?"

"But, but..." The old man trembled with his lips.

"Dan Heng, you have also been an official. Can't you understand the difficulties faced by the court?"

"What's wrong with making your Dan family feel aggrieved?"

"The dead must make way for the living. Keep the truth about Danjun in mind and give him an explanation."

Prime Minister Wang Ji was busy with things, and when he saw Dan Heng being entangled, he felt a little unhappy on his face.

"Yes, sir." Dan Heng had no choice but to leave with a grimace.

So far, the imperial court has not dealt with the Shenwei Army and has still acquiesced in Danjun's crime. This is the privilege of a big shot.

If it were Zhao Yu, the policeman in red, maybe even his adoptive father would not kill him. (Note: Zhao Yu comes from Chapter 167.)

"Then if I want to kill [Bududuo], I have to do it myself."

"With my own strength, it is impossible to kill such a master. If I can't beat him, I can still run away."

Chu Qianqiu thought and seemed to have reached a deadlock.

I want to keep a master of martial arts.

The resources at his disposal are not enough.

"As for Principal Yang, she won't help me kill [Fuerdu Tuo]. At most, she will just ensure that I don't die."

"Then can we use the power of the Li camp?"

"No, not to mention whether the Li camp can trap the martial arts master. Even if it can be done, there will be heavy casualties and it will not be worth it."

Chu Qianqiu walked around the living room with some distress, thinking about countermeasures.

"Calm down, calm down."

"Be calm in the face of big events."

Chu Qianqiu breathed a sigh of relief, sat back on the chair, picked up the pen and ink on the table, spread out the rice paper, and wrote more than thirty static characters on the desk. He finally calmed down his restless mind and re-analyzed this order.

People have headache problems.

"As the saying goes, if a leaf blocks your eyesight, you will not be able to see Mount Tai."

"Although my adoptive father has no intention of killing [Fueruduo], he will even let him go."

"But when martial arts masters come to Linghu City to cause trouble, they have to pay a price. Otherwise, the Shenwei Army will not be able to live with it, and the army will not be able to explain it."

Therefore, Fuududuo can save his life, but he may not be able to leave completely.

I also have a position to demand compensation!

"If Fujiuduo pays the price and I enjoy the compensation, then I can accept it."

"I can make a profit from it, use this opportunity to understand the opponent's situation, grasp the opponent's strength, and finally kill him!"

"You can eat the rice one bite at a time."

Thinking of this, Chu Qianqiu's eyes suddenly opened up.

In the past, he was always able to defeat his opponents and then negotiate later.

Now you can think of ways to harvest the wool first, and then kill him when you have earned enough.

System, reboot!

Cycle 305——

"Master, I leave everything to you." Chu Qianqiu once again took out the "Thunder Frog Sutra" in exchange for Yang Yuehua's help.

If you let the other party know that you have lied to her countless times, you may have to break off the relationship on the spot.

Why do I think this transaction is very problematic?

Yang Yuehua has the unique skill of telepathy, and always feels that he lost money on this transaction.

It's strange. I obviously got a unique and unique book, so I should be happy about it.

Why is there a subtle feeling of losing money?

"I know, I will protect them both for you."

"Thank you, Master!"

Ci'en Temple, 2:00 noon

There was still a quarter of an hour before the incident broke out, and Chu Qianqiu directly broke into the reception hall of Ci'en Temple.

"Qianqiu, why are you so anxious to find me?" Liu Dutong said somewhat strangely.

"Father, there is a master of martial arts in the chess hall next to the fish market!"

"It seems that he is going to attack Yang Guang."

"Let's go!" Liu Dutong's expression changed upon hearing this. He picked up Chu Qianqiu on the spot, created a gust of wind, and rushed into the sky like a cloud and mist.

The flight of martial arts masters is a bit like the monks in fairy tales, who can soar into the clouds and ride on the mist.

When Qing Gong reaches the stage of martial arts, it will also become Escape Technique, Sword Light, etc.

During the flight, Liu Dutong asked directly:

"Qianqiu, who is so bold?"

"Like a master from Kongang Temple!"

"I also learned from the informant that it seems to be related to the Chief Envoy!"

Chu Qianqiu said quickly, by the way, it was framed on the heads of the Fei family, so it was not considered an injustice to them.

"You've only been in Linghu City for a few days, and you already have informants?" Liu Dutong was dumbfounded, and he had an incorrect overestimation of Chu Qianqiu's efficiency.

Just as Chu Qianqiu was about to explain, a voice of embarrassment and anger suddenly came from the sky.

"Buerdutuo, as a master of martial arts, you actually use the big to bully the small!"

In the chess hall, Yang Yuehua finally waited for the master from Kongang Temple, but she accidentally let Fujiuduo succeed. How could she not be furious?

The great sun has come!

Fujiuduo was also frightened and angry, and he was extremely cautious in his actions. Why did he still run into Yang Yuehua from the College of Arts and Sciences?

Among the martial arts masters in Lingzhou, she is probably the weakest, but no one will underestimate her because her telepathy is too troublesome.

Could it be that she wants to go against Kongo Temple?

Without having time to think about it, this former ascetic, now fat monk, without saying a word, directly set up the golden lotus and flew out.

"Namo Amitabha!"

From the sky descended a golden Buddha, an angry peacock, a murderous martial saint, an Arhat holding a wine pot, a sword saint holding magic formulas, a thousand-handed Guanyin Bodhisattva, and a wide-eyed king.

Wait, a total of ten military ministers formed a large formation and stopped the fat monk who was trying to escape on the spot.

"Zen Master Hongyue, you are fine." The fat monk suddenly changed his face and shouted quickly.


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