"Hey, your brother's name is Li Si? My son's name is Li Si. Believe it or not, I will ask him to bring Wei Li here and beat you to death right away?"
People are afraid of being famous, just like pigs are afraid of being strong. Li Si's reputation can be said to be spread everywhere, and while it is spreading, it is natural to add fuel and jealousy to it. Everyone agrees that Li Si is a top master in Kung Fu.
"Fourth brother? Let me tell you, fourth brother must have graduated from Shaolin Temple and obtained the abbot's degree, right?"
"Oh no, how can fourth brother be a monk? At least he is a coach from XXX martial arts school, right?"
"Fuck you, let me tell you, my fourth brother was a soldier and was once a special forces instructor!" A certain wretched man suddenly said with a serious face. Everyone suddenly sighed: "Wow! It turns out that my fourth brother used to be a special forces instructor? What the fuck?
How awesome is he?"
Of course, there are those who agree and those who are against it. Some people are sniffing at Li Si's kung fu. At a certain barbecue stall, two people who looked like little ruffians stood up with disdain and put on a show of awesomeness.
A warm posture.
"Tch, if you have the ability, let Li Si come out and fight with me for 300 rounds. With his skills, it doesn't rely on having more people!"
"That's right, we are the direct disciples of Shaolin Temple!"
Some people began to object.
"From Shaolin Temple? Why do you still have hair?" someone asked curiously.
"Hey, don't you know that there are lay disciples in Shaolin Temple?" Several ruffians patted their chests, guessing that they were just a few scammers cheating people out of food and drink.
"Nah, the monk still drinks wine and eats meat." Everyone shook their heads in disbelief.
"After the wine and meat pass through the intestines, the Lord Buddha will remain in his heart!"
"You've finished eating, should you pay?" The stall looked at the two of them mercilessly and raised a kitchen knife in his hand.
"Donor, we don't have any money for this!" The two smiled awkwardly.
"Fuck, if you dare to eat or drink without money, I will kill you!" The stall owner kicked one person over.
"Haha...this is a master!" Passers-by laughed. The stall owner kicked the two people away and said angrily: "Ma Le Gobi, next time I hear you dare to say bad things about your fourth brother, I will chop you off."
Got you!"
The two of them rolled away in a hurry, with a dingy look that really reminded people of the rat crossing the street.
"I really didn't expect Fourth Brother to have gotten so involved." A smile appeared on Tan Zi's face. He raised the kitchen knife in his hand and slashed it hard on the chopping board. Then he threw the sleeves on the stall and shouted to the sky: "I
Li Dahu is also going to hang out with Fourth Brother!"
