Chapter 236 Shaolin Abbot Also Uses an Apple Phone
Chapter 236 The Abbot of Shaolin also uses an iPhone
Chapter 236 The Abbot of Shaolin also uses an iPhone
The two faced each other and started fighting with swords and guns. This old guy began to regret it. He originally thought that Lee Kum Kee was just a domestic Kung Fu practitioner, but he didn't expect that the foreigner had practiced to the point of proficiency. A few shots against each other would not be cheap at all.
He couldn't take advantage of it, and his hands were numb from the shock of the opponent's internal strength. Haha,
It's rare to meet a fourth-grade foreigner who practices ancient martial arts. Of course, Li Jinji wants to test him. He has tried his internal skills and shocked an ordinary person to death with one palm. Now he is just trying the Mohist swordsmanship passed down to him by his father.
Is it really as good as Li Tianlong said, attacking and defending outside this parking lot?
"Mo family swordsmanship? Are you, are you from the Hei family?" As an ancient warrior and the head of the gun sect, he naturally knows the foreign martial arts much better than anyone else. He didn't expect that this young man would actually know the Mohist swordsmanship.
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"Old man, don't be distracted. I'll cut off the old caterpillar underneath you in a while. Don't blame me for not reminding you!" Lee Kum Kee said, waving the ancient sword in his hand to kill him.
Mohist swordsmanship is a swordsmanship developed by all the scholars from all over the world. When encountering a spear, it will break a spear. When encountering a sword, it will break a sword.
Make moves, break every move, force this old man everywhere
He retreated and exchanged less than ten moves. His clothes had been torn several times. In front of Lee Kum Kee, he was like a child playing house. Not only was he a third-grade ancient Kung Fu martial artist, he was also a Mohist swordsman. This was
The most terrible.
The Mohist swordsmanship suppresses all major ancient martial arts sects. If they had not suppressed all ancient martial arts sects by force, could they have become the most mysterious military commanders in the country? Do you think those political theories can really govern the country? There are so many talents now, in
In society, people are picked up by the handful, and there are many who go abroad to study. Those are the talents.
However, the Mohists in China have always supported the state system, not democracy. Only the state system can make the country develop faster. Democracy only makes society more chaotic, and this country is a multi-ethnic country.
Ethnic groups all have different opinions and customs, so we cannot let the state follow them. Although there is no organized democracy, the state still listens to the opinions of the people and does a good job of leading the way, so that the people can follow the party to the top of the world.
"Haha, old man, why is your marksmanship so rubbish? It can't even match the swordsmanship of Wuqing Sword Sect?" Lee Kum Kee said, forcing him to retreat at every turn.
"Little brother, I think it's better to just forget about it!" As soon as he heard about the Wuqing Jianmen, he immediately thought of how it destroyed the family. Li Jinji's words were like a big bell, waking him up.
"Forget it? How is that possible? Who do you think I am, Brother Soy Sauce? If you want to bully, you can bully me. If you can't bully me, do you think it's okay? If I don't cripple you today, I, Brother Soy Sauce, will be fooled for nothing!" After Lee Kum Kee finished speaking, the hand in his hand
The sword moves became more and more hateful, and the sword energy also leaked out, causing a gust of wind and sand in the parking lot.
Faced with such fast swordsmanship, the master of the spear sect turned from attack to defense, constantly blocking these swordsmanships that were like snakes swallowing. Every time he blocked, his hands were shaken and numb. After blocking a few more moves, his hands became numb.
The spear was knocked out of his hand, and after a few flashes of sword light, his hand tendons and hamstrings were severed. The poor thing was rolled on the ground, and its limbs were shaking. Even if it was sent to the hospital and brought back, could it be done with a knife in the future?
The gun depends on God's will.
"Don't, don't destroy me, ah!" Several trash men begged Lee Kum Kee for mercy, but the long sword in Lee Kum Kee's hand still swung at them a few times, forcibly breaking off their hand tendons and hamstrings.
"I won't kill you this time, so you can take care of yourself. If you mess with me again, I will kill you all. Hum!" Lee Kum Kee snorted at them and went back to the hotel.
The security guards who had been standing by thought that these people were filming a movie. They came to their senses when they heard the guys on the ground screaming and asking them to call 120 for a taxi. They were even idiots and asked them if they wanted to call the police or something.
Oh, haha, call the police? The police will not deal with this kind of thing. They only deal with the Shaolin Temple. The Shaolin Temple is a sect that upholds justice in the ancient martial arts world. They act as peacemakers in the ancient martial arts world.
"Don't, don't call the police, call the police to take us to the hospital quickly, ah, it hurts, hurry up, call the police!" They rolled on the ground and screamed in pain.
"Okay, just now I thought you were filming a movie, but to be honest, flying high and low is really awesome!" A few young security guards said to them.
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Send them to the hospital for surgery, and let the doctor reattach their hand tendons and hamstrings. In order to recover sooner, have someone call their master and ask them to send some elixirs from their master to the hospital.
In the past, once people in the ancient martial arts world had their hand tendons and hamstrings severed, they would become useless. Now times have changed, and the broken tendons can be reattached. With the addition of some elixirs passed down from the ancient martial arts sect, the body should be restored to its original state.
It's not a question, the question is whether this is the case?
The senior disciples of the Gun Sect and their future successors did not expect Brother Soy Sauce to be so powerful. Even his own master was no match for him. A strong man with both internal and external cultivation made them think about what their master had just said about the Mo family.
.Thinking about what they will do in the future, they
I know that after this, the future sect leader will definitely be deposed by his master. If he doesn’t want to be deposed by his master, there is only one way, which is to kill his master before this matter is spread. This way
, his status will not be shaken.
But the problem is, how can they kill his master when several of their hand tendons and hamstrings are broken? Haha, what about the phone? I often hang out in the club and know a lot of desperadoes who are gangsters. As you all know, mobile phones are the most popular nowadays.
It's the touch membrane, even if the hand tendon is broken, it can
Click on it, and then talk about this dirty business on the phone. Before the elixir was delivered to the master, they had their master killed. Now their master's hand tendons and hamstrings have been severed, and he is quite a useless person.
Same, killing him is just a trivial matter.
The poor old guy was used as cannon fodder by his beloved disciple, and then his disciple asked him to kill him. He died in an unknown manner. When the elders of the sect arrived, they blamed the matter on Lee Kum Kee.
His master was jealous of death, saying he was angry to death.
"Oh, why can't I think about this? Didn't I say that my master has a magical medicine? After two months of bandaging, he will be as good as before." The elder who rushed to the hospital said sadly. Then he had people give the medicine to these disciples.
Go and put that black, sweet-smelling ointment on the wound.
The attending doctor who was standing nearby saw them putting those black things on the stitched wounds and said, "What are you doing? I'm telling you, if you put things randomly into the wounds, they will become inflamed and rotten. We
The hospital is irresponsible!”
"What do you doctors know? These are the legendary black jade ointments that you can't buy even if you have money. They treat the muscles and bones. Don't worry, young man. You are not responsible for anything that happens! You guys, take care of the sect master.
Send the body back to the mountain gate, and inform the abbot of Shaolin Temple so that he can stand up for justice and give justice to our Shenqian Sect!" the elder next to him said to the disciples behind him.
"Yes, elder!" they said, clasping their fists.
The attending doctors and nurses who were standing nearby were stunned as they watched the actions of these people, thinking they were filming a movie. However, when they looked around, they didn't find any cameras or anything like that. They only saw a few cars being pushed in.
The small cars used by the disabled picked up the injured, making them feel that they had encountered something strange, but they couldn't tell what the devil was. Alas, it didn't matter so much to them, as long as they paid the medical fee and signed another
If anything happens after you leave the hospital, you can just write the agreement that you are responsible for.
As for Lee Kum Kee, he didn't know that he had deposed the leader of the Shenqiang Sect and was murdered. He only knew that he had some skills in swordsmanship and could kill a sect leader with a fourth-grade foreign martial arts in a few strokes.
Wutai Mountain, a Shaolin Temple unknown to the outside world!
An old monk with a white beard reaching to his chest was tapping the wooden fish while doing evening lessons. The iPhone on his body suddenly rang, forcing him to put down the wooden fish in his hand. An old and strong finger tapped on the phone, and then put it down.
He whispered in his ear: "Hey, who is it? I wonder if Lao Na is doing evening classes at this time?"
"I'm sorry, we don't want to disturb Fang Shang's evening class. It's just that something happened to our Gunslings sect. This time, you have to bring justice to our Gunslings sect!" The person on the other side of the phone has found out the identity of Lee Kum Kee.
, knowing that there was a huge backstage behind Lee Kum Kee and a small gun gate, he didn’t dare to confront the Mohist family at all.
"What's the matter? Tell me. If a young disciple dies, can't you just spend a little money to deal with it? What, isn't the young disciple dead? The leader is dead? What's going on? Please tell me slowly, I
Listen, but as agreed, I will act as a peacemaker and I will receive 130% of the compensation!" the Shaolin abbot said while holding his cell phone and making calculations.
So what about the abbot of Shaolin? They are mortals too. They need to eat. The sesame oil money from outside alone is not enough to paint the Buddha statue with gold paint. Moreover, the mobile phone bills, living expenses, transportation expenses, gas expenses and so on of the hundreds of children below them
Yes, this is a huge expense. Monks, it is said that they are monks and have no regard for worldly affairs, but now they are forced by life and have to earn money to live.
"Money is not an issue, but the other party is from the Mo family, his name is Lee Kum Kee, and his nickname is Soy Sauce Brother!" The elder of the gun sect started talking on the phone with the information in his hand.
"What? Brother Soy Sauce? How did you mess with this shit stirrer? As far as I know, if you don't mess with it, it will just stay stuck in the shit bucket. Tell me, did you guys mess with him?"
The abbot of Shaolin is paying attention to the news about Brother Soy Sauce every day.
Don't think that they are backward because they are ancient sects. If you think so, you are wrong. They are like Guiguzi. Although the mountain gate inside is not a villa, there are large LCD TVs, laptops, etc. inside. And every
My disciples are all undergraduates in the Chinese Department. Only undergraduates in the Chinese Department can understand those Buddhist scriptures. So, if you want to be a monk, if you want to ring the bell and live a day-to-day life, OK, undergraduates in the Chinese Department,
You have to have connections to get into this ancient martial arts sect.
"It's true that the disciple below provoked him, but he shouldn't have killed someone. You must show your face for this matter, otherwise our Shenqian Sect will lose all face and become a laughing stock in the ancient martial arts world!" The other party said.
Talking to the abbot on the phone.
"Oh, this matter is not easy to handle. You also know that many disciples of the ancient martial arts circles are in his hands, but they can't do anything to him. Li Tianlong is already difficult to deal with, and now another one pops up.
Old soy sauce comes out, Tianjie, do you know what Tianjie is?
?That is, a first-grade ancient warrior with both internal and external cultivation, who can destroy a sect in one move. What? Ten million rewards? Okay, I'll try my best to show my face and see if it works, I can't guarantee it!" Hearing this
With a reward of tens of millions, the abbot decided to act as a peacemaker.