Shi Zhong originally planned to pick up the headband again tonight and let the two guys go around the Pacific Ocean, but he half-heartedly agreed to Jiheiro's request to come out to play, and the guy obediently took him to the hotel.
One day, I couldn't bear it anymore.
"Aha, boss, that girl just now was really exciting...but why didn't you let me take her back?" Jihirang said with some congestion in his brain.
"Damn it, make sure to zip up your zipper next time you come out. Don't you think it's so majestic? Show your little brother?" Shi Zhong glanced at Jihirang and looked at him along his wrinkled suit.
Looking down, the crotch door is open.
"Oh, sorry, maybe my little brother is too excited. Boss, you don't know how flirtatious that girl just now is. Hey, look, this is her phone number. Wow, my uncle Jiheiro's happy life
Here we come!" Jihirang danced with joy, causing people on the street to look at him sideways.
"I don't care if you bring a woman with you or not. I only have one request, that is, you must sleep in a suite with Semafa. I don't care whether you sleep in the same bed or not!" Shi Zhong said.
"Boss, we don't share the same bed!" Semafa said stiffly.
Seeing Semafa's serious explanation, Shi Zhong smiled: "I know you don't share the same bed. Jiheiro's small body can't stand your torment."
"Oh, damn Arabs, damn... God!" Jihirang was scratching his head. How could Semafa let him bring a woman in? No, he must get rid of his damn bad luck! Jihirang's cunning eyes
The child turned "gurgling".
Suddenly, Shi Zhong's ears twitched. Looking across the street, several figures were running forward at a staggering speed.
"Oh, damn God, what did I see? Superman?" Jihirang shouted loudly, attracting the attention of the running people. One of them glanced here, but did not stop, but moved faster
advance at a speed.
"Boss?" Semafa reminded. Aren't these the people we met at the hotel last time and beat up Jihirang?
After Semafa said this, Jiheiro felt the same and cursed, "Damn it, you are running so fast. Why didn't you get hit by a car?"
Shi Zhong frowned a little, Arthur, the Knights of the Round Table, are they here for the Sword in the Stone?
"Let's go over and have a look, Jiheiro. Stay in the hotel and don't go out. If I find out that you are not in the hotel but going to have fun. Be careful, I will castrate you!" Shi Zhong left a sentence, taking Semafa with him.
Followed him and followed him.
"Oh, my love, I'm here...wait a minute. The boss said you can't go out, well, then he didn't say he wouldn't let me take him back!" Jihirang praised his own cleverness and punched excitedly.
We got into a car, borrowed a phone from the driver, and started to contact the girl we just had an affair with at the bar. The driver was originally reluctant to borrow the phone, but when he heard Jihirang said that he would pay for the phone call with a red banknote, he immediately agreed.
"God, have you abandoned your devout servant?" Frank coughed a few times, but what he spit out was clotted blood, with a lonely look on his face, while Prajna Wheel King slowly approached, with no trace of emotion on his face.
The murderous aura was replaced by a solemn look on his face, like a Vajra Dharma King slaying demons.
"grown ups!"
The preparatory deacon who was taking care of the two injured deacons saw that the big shots of the Holy See were in danger, and regardless of anything, he shouted: "The Almighty Lord has given me infinite power to drive away the evil in front of me!" His sword was held by Frank.
, naturally with bare hands. Originally, with his strength as a deacon of the temple, he could not release the holy power, but at this time, he shot out a blast of holy power, but unfortunately, the Prajna Wheel King waved his sleeves to dispel it, and then struck out with a palm,
It hit him right in the chest. This time, Prajna Chakravartin showed no mercy. It really felt like he had been hit by a big truck. His chest had turned into flesh, and his sternum was all broken into pieces. His body had not even fallen to the ground.
Out of breath.
This was a clergyman who could reach the level of a deacon in the temple. In time, he would definitely become the mainstay of the Holy See. However, he was slapped to death by the Prajna Wheel King. Paul was shocked, while Frank could not bear to close his eyes and mouth.
While muttering something like praying for the Lord's forgiveness, his strength was definitely strong. However, he encountered the pervert King of Prajna Wheels, who had unprecedentedly cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Gong to the ninth level, and also mastered the Navy Blue Falun. Although he could not
Control it as you wish, but the power you inspire unintentionally is enough to stand out from the crowd.
Paul hesitated for a moment. After all, he still did not have the courage to prepare a deacon in the church, but chose to remain silent. Lord, as your servant, I actually flinched. Will my soul go to hell after death? Oh, I am.
In order to take care of two injured believers of yours!
The healing effect of holy power is really miraculous. You said it is the same system as Indian telekinesis, but Indian telekinesis does not have such a miraculous healing effect. Although the sternum was smashed by Prajna Chakra, the two temple deacons still survived strong.
Come down.
"Despicable blasphemer!"
"Your soul will go to hell, and the Lord will not forgive your sins!"
The two church deacons shouted angrily. Unfortunately, although they survived, they had lost their fighting power and could only speak verbally. Frank, with his eyes closed tightly, was chanting in a low voice, and he kept getting closer.
Prajna Wheel King actually felt that the old man's injuries in front of him miraculously healed by more than half. Is this crazy faith? With faith, you have unparalleled ideas and can break through the limits of the human body?
Shaking his head, he had better settle the matter in front of him first. No matter what his beliefs were, he only needed to know the place where the Buddha was buried from Ritter's mouth, then get that thing, and then cooperate with the Golden Body Technique. With his peerless talent, he would definitely
Able to realize the fruit of Buddhahood and achieve the only Buddha position in the world!
Prajna Wheel King has always been so confident about himself. Even now that he has sensed many strong auras around him, and each of them is unlikely to be friendly to him, he does not care. His fists are ten
The power of the dragon and ten elephants is enough to destroy everything.
I remember that 20 years ago, a so-called martial arts genius from a certain sect on the plateau met his fate by stepping on some kind of dog. The Prajna Wheel King seriously suspected that the guy had eaten some kind of heavenly and earthly treasure, and actually got through all the Buddhist teachings.
One of the thirteen chakras mentioned possesses a kind of supreme supernatural power. But in the end, I realized what kind of bullshit magical power it is.
I know that the old monks who recite sutras and recite Buddhas share the same respect. In the end, that guy's arrogance made me angry. Instead of sending him to the west with a punch, I was not welcomed by those old monks for this reason. His Buddha
The sound had no effect on him at all. Although it could make his blood boil, it only made him more excited about beating him.
Buddhists say that there are thirteen chakras in the human body, which are the thirteen magical powers that Buddhism calls. It is said that hundreds of thousands of years ago, those in Buddhism would select children with Buddhist principles. You must know this
Children are extremely rare, and if we chant sutras and recite Buddha's name for them day and night, and be influenced by Buddhist sutras, it is estimated that one person in a thousand children may be able to clear a chakra.
In fact, Prajna Wheel King knew that the guy who was beaten to death by him should have the lion's roar of Buddhism. The roar contained the supreme majesty of Buddhism. Unfortunately, that guy was extremely arrogant and didn't know how to practice, so his lion's roar was just that.
It is impossible to deceive ordinary people and truly conquer demons. It is far from the legendary Buddhist lion's roar.
In the distance, in a corner, a few hundred meters away from the courtyard, three people were standing on the second floor. They were watching everything in the courtyard with cold eyes.
"Are we really not going to take action?"
"No, now is not the time. Our original intention is to absorb Ritter and his Sword in the Stone into the organization. Now Ritter is completely in the upper hand of the situation. We have no need to take action!" He spoke extremely calmly and looked at his appearance.
He should be an Indian, but he is the famous strongman of the American Freedom League, Maha. And the first man who just spoke was Barton. I remember that Shi Zhong extorted 10 million US dollars from him. He still doesn't know.
Dare to report to the organization.
"Let me see, shoot a rocket directly from here, kill all the people in the yard, and kill a hundred people!" A big man said in a loud voice, what kind of big man is he, wearing a thin vest, revealing the strength of his chest and arms?
He has exquisite muscles and wears a pair of black training pants and high-top combat boots on his lower body.
This man was at least over 1.9 meters tall, with brilliant short golden hair standing on end, and slightly bronzed skin. What was striking was the faint golden lines on his skin, which seemed to contain explosive power.
It is said that he has the blood of God, so light golden veins will appear on the upper layer of his skin from time to time, and every time he is excited, these light golden veins will become more and more obvious, but the research institution under the Freedom Alliance said
, it is possible that this is a mutated disease, but no one believes that if Roman is a patient, then there will be no healthy people in the world. His instantaneous explosive power is enough to penetrate a 2.cm steel plate. That is
The power of several thousand kilograms.
His power is different from the Hulk in the Throne of Hell. The Hulk has supernatural powers, but Roman is truly pure power. At this time, he is hanging rows of bullet chains on his body, and he is carrying a
It is a modified version of the Gatling that is suitable for one-hand carry. The thick barrel is very chilling.
"Roman, you have to learn to use your brain, otherwise it will get rusty!" Barton teased, using rockets, what kind of international joke, not to mention that his goal is to attract Ritter, the key is, you can do it in China
Is this such a large weapon? I don’t know how much effort was put into just the heavy Gatling on Roman’s body.
"What's the use of a head? I can blow your head off with just one fist!" Roman said in a loud voice.
Barton rolled his eyes. He couldn't communicate with someone whose brains are in a straight line like this.!~!
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