The young man slapped the table so hard that the food on the table immediately fell to the floor. But strangely, none of the food fell on Jiao Zhirou Puyi's body.
Of course, ordinary diners would not notice this detail, but there was a strange meaning in the young man's eyes, and at the same time, the corners of his mouth curved wider.
"Momituo Buddha, sin, sin, sin~~" Puyi frowned slightly, looked at the food scattered on the ground, and said a few words silently with a posture of bowing, and then he raised his head with some dissatisfaction and looked towards
asked the young man, "Is this donor going too far?"
When Pu Yi was talking to the young man, the innocence in his eyes had disappeared, and what he showed was a strange smile. He had already discovered that this young man was a cultivator, but he never revealed it.
After coming out of Yutian Palace, Pu Yi found that his vision was much better than before. For example, he could now see that Jiao Zhirou was also a cultivator, and was even much stronger than himself.
"Haha, that's too much! Boy, did you insult me earlier, was it in vain? Damn it, you should kowtow to me and admit your mistake, and then give me that woman to play with for the whole night. Otherwise, I will be useless today.
You, let you truly become a monk and meet the Buddha." The young man lowered his head sharply, moved his lips slightly, and a gloomy voice instantly reached the ears of Pu Yi and Jiao Zhirou.
At the moment when he said this, the young man's eyes were staring at the delicate back so unscrupulously, with an obscene smile in his eyes. However, in fact, out of the corner of his eye, he had been paying attention to Pu
One, as if he was deeply afraid of Pu Yi’s sudden attack.
It stands to reason that at this moment, Jiao Zhirou had already raised her head and angrily yelled at the young man for being a gangster, and slapped him twice. But what surprised the young man was that Jiao Zhirou seemed to have not heard his words and remained silent.
He lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about
However, Pu Yi clearly discovered that Jiao Zhirou's beautiful face had condensed into one piece, and she looked very angry.
At this time, most of the diners had already turned their heads to Pu Yi, quietly enjoying the show. Even those guests who were originally closer to the table also moved to tables far away.
"That guy, it turns out he's not good at it. He dares to pick up girls, but he doesn't dare to stand up for her. I despise him!"
"That's right, mother, what the hell! The monk still picks up girls, he deserves it!"
"However, that handsome guy is so domineering. He will probably be even more aggressive in bed!"
There was very little chatter in the crowd, but who was Pu Yi? And he couldn't hear the meeting? His face also looked a little uneasy!
"It seems that the poor monk is only offended!"
Puyi said something, and suddenly, almost instantly, he stood up suddenly, and then, with a punch, he violently hit the young man's head.
"Huh?" When the young man saw this scene, he was stunned at first, and then a disdainful smile appeared in his eyes. Although Pu Yi's movements were violent, he could not feel any energy on his arms.
To be honest, the young man did not attack Pu Yi at all, or in other words, he did not take Pu Yi seriously.
In an instant, the young man stretched out his left arm to block Pu Yi's fist seemingly casually. Then, the other palm suddenly swung out and slapped Pu Yi in the face.
"Momituo Buddha!" At this time, Pu Yi smiled honestly again
He tilted his head, and the attack of his right fist continued unabated, and once again hit the young man's arm that was blocked in front of his head violently.
The moment the fist came close to the young man's arm - boom!
Suddenly, Pu Yi's fist exploded with a dazzling white light. As soon as the white light appeared, it shot wildly at the young man's arm and entire cheek.
"Huh?" At this moment, the young man's face suddenly changed and became extremely ugly. It's not that he had never thought about this situation, but the violent degree of the Yuan Power that Pu Yi exploded was
It was far beyond his imagination. Without any hesitation, the young man stepped on the ground with his legs and suddenly retreated!
"Want to run?" Pu Yi was stunned, and his smile became more honest.
His figure suddenly flashed, and he suddenly rushed towards the young man. At the same time, the fist and arm that was shot out suddenly moved forward.
At this moment - Huhuchichi~ there was another sound, and the young man gritted his teeth, and a circle of ruby white light burst out on his arm, wrapping it tightly like a sheath.
The whole right arm!
boom!
Pu Yi's fist hit the young man's arm hard!
boom!
Immediately afterwards, Pu Yi's eyes narrowed, and the smile on his face froze! In an instant, the hidden violent force in his body was like a prehistoric torrent, crazily pressing against the young man's arm!
Click!
With a crisp sound, the young man's arm suddenly broke, and he fell down helplessly!
Bang bang bang!
Taking advantage of this gap, Pu Yi became crazy, his arms suddenly shook, and he hit the young man hard.
Pffffffffffff!
In an instant, with bursts of blood spurting out, the young man suddenly flew up and was blasted out of the door.
At this moment, all the diners opened their mouths in surprise and looked at Pu Yi with a look of hell. They didn't expect that Pu Yi, who looked so thin and honest, could actually have so much strength to pull a person into the air.
The person was smashed into the air more than ten meters!
Looking at the blood on the ground, some of these ordinary people looked pale, their hearts were beating hard, and they looked very scared, while others were a little excited and ready to move in their hearts.
Pu Yi did not take advantage of the victory. He took out a few banknotes and put them on the table. Then he picked up Jiao Zhirou and left the restaurant. After what happened, he was not in the mood to eat anymore.
Those diners, including the restaurant owner, did not dare to stop Pu Yi. They stared at Pu Yi's back with shocked and complicated eyes, not knowing what they were thinking.
"Damn, this little monk is so handsome!"
"Wow, you are so stylish. I wish you could be my boyfriend!"
"What was that white thing that suddenly emitted from your hand earlier? It looked very beautiful~~"
"Monk? Isn't he the flower-picking thief who came through time on Weibo?"
"Damn, it must be, God, when will he come to pick my flower~~"
"I vomit~~"
It wasn't until Pu Yi left that the restaurant started to get noisy again.
??????Pu Yi pulled Jiao Zhirou out of the restaurant. The young man before was no longer there, but there was a pool of blood somewhere on the roadside.
"You run so fast!" Jiao Zhirou snorted in her heart, and then turned her attention to Pu Yi, "Little brother, sister will come as soon as she goes. You go home and wait for me!"
After saying this, Jiao Zhirou quickly stopped a taxi and left quickly.
Pu Yi smiled, glanced at the corner behind him pretending to be unintentional, curled up the corners of his mouth slightly, and quickly got into a taxi.