As soon as he heard that the old Taoist was causing trouble, Ximen Lang immediately thought of the ugly Chunyang Taoist with dead fish eyes, and felt a little annoyed. This thief was really stubborn. I had already warned him and told him to get away. Who could
You know, this guy actually dared to do evil in the local area, and actually did such an unjust thing as raping a mute girl, he really deserves to die!
Two cold gleams flashed in his eyes, Ximen Lang stood up and asked: "Where is the old Taoist?"
Aunt Mei said: "It's in the west near the old locust tree."
"I'll go take a look." After Ximen Lang said this, he flashed out of the house and disappeared.
A moment later, Ximen Lang appeared near the old locust tree a hundred meters away. The first thing he saw was a bald old man with a height of two meters, a very strong man with a big face and a wrinkled face. He was wearing shabby four-legged clothes.
He was wearing a pocket-green military uniform with no left arm and empty sleeves. On his feet were black velvet plastic-soled shoes, leaning on a dirty woven bag, like a beggar picking up rags.
There were two or three people lying on the ground next to them. They seemed to be injured. The other two big men were chased and beaten by a Taoist priest wielding a whisk. They screamed. Although they were not far away, there was no fear on the face of the bald old man.
He dozed there with his eyes on as if no one was around.
Ximen Lang looked over carefully, and he saw that the Taoist priest was the Chunyang Taoist priest who had been kicked black and blue by him during the day, but now he did not face the weakness that Ximen Lang had at that time. He seemed to have turned into a ferocious wolf, beating and beating at the same time.
He scolded, "Damn it, Master Dao just slept with a mute woman. As for you bastards who can't get along with me, damn it..."
As soon as the whisk was swung, Ximen Lang saw clearly that the handle of the whisk was actually made of metal. The big man who was escaping in front was hit on the head by the handle of the whisk, smashed out a big bag, and fell to the ground with a scream.
Chunyang Taoist Priest rushed to the left and kicked the big man to the east to the ground.
When a group of onlookers saw how ferocious this old Taoist was, knocking down five or six people in a short time, they were so frightened that they hid far away and cursed, "You are a thief and a Taoist who raped people's women. It is not allowed by nature. Sooner or later you will be punished."
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"You are still a cultivator, you are worse than a beast..."
Taoist Chunyang grinned and laughed wildly with a ferocious face: "The laws of heaven cannot allow it. That's a joke. To tell you the truth, I am heaven. Those who obey me will prosper, and those who go against me will perish."
Ximen Lang frowned and cursed: "You damn old man, I'll make a big hole for you even if you are a god." He flew over, stood up and kicked him.
Taoist Chunyang dodged away and glanced over. He found that the boy opposite him was the boy who had beaten him up in the morning. Knowing that he was very skilled, he was quite afraid. He forced out a smile and said: "This brother
, what happened in the morning has already passed, we have nothing to do with the river, what are you doing?"
Ximen Lang fell to the ground and rolled his eyes, and said arrogantly: "Traitor, who do you call brother? Didn't I tell you to call me grandpa?"
There were more and more people watching nearby, and there were hundreds of people. Taoist Chunyang saw that a group of people were staring at him, and the color on his ugly face became even more ugly. He said angrily: "You are going too far.
Come on, don’t think that since Taoist master doesn’t care about what happened in the morning, you can sit on my neck and be arrogant.”
At this time, an old couple in their fifties who had been badly beaten came over and saw the handsome young man arguing with the villain. The old man recognized this young man as a powerful figure who single-handedly defeated more than a dozen militia men.
He quickly grabbed the old lady and the two of them fell to their knees.
The old man's name was Zhao Defu, and he was the father of the mute girl. He seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and said with tears: "This little brother, I know you are a good person, but you have to make the decision for us. This evil man who has been stabbed a thousand times has to be
Our daughter was so ruined that she became mentally unstable..."
Taoist Chunyang was angry when he heard this. He turned to glare at the two old men kneeling on the ground and cursed: "Damn it, you two old guys don't slander poor Taoists. It's obviously your mute daughter who fell in love with me and voluntarily followed me.
I had sex, and now you’re blaming me?”
The old couple was so angry that they were shaking all over. Zhao Defu said in a trembling voice: "You...you are such a foul mouther. My daughter is already engaged. How can I fall in love with you, a Taoist priest, when I have a partner..." He kowtowed at Ximen Lang.
He raised his head and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Little brother, you are the only one who can cure this evil, will you definitely bring justice to us?"
Ximen Lang hurriedly stepped forward, helped the two old people up, and said: "Uncle, aunt, don't worry, I won't stand idly by. Since ancient times, people have killed people to pay their lives and debts to pay their money. I will never commit such a heinous crime."
Let him go."
The old man and his wife hurriedly thanked each other, as if standing in front of them was Guanshiyin Bodhisattva who saved people from suffering!
Ximenlang turned his head and glared at Chunyang Taoist, snorted coldly, and cursed: "Fuck you, the old Taoist is still playing rape. If you know the current situation, don't wait for me to take action, chop off the root of the trouble yourself and become a eunuch."
Hearing what he said, the anger in Taoist Chunyang's heart suddenly burned up, and he said angrily: "Boy, you are too lenient. I am not playing with your sister. What kind of scumbag are you?"
"You are really looking for death..."
Ximen Lang moved forward, stepped forward, and used his big grasping hand to twist his wrist. Chunyang Taoist moved his arm away, and swept the whisk with a steel handle in his hand. Although he has some martial arts, he is far from the master.
Too far, even though a whisk is used as a weapon, the silver wires on the top have no power at all, and they can only hit the opponent with the steel handle.
However, the messy ball of silver threads swept over first. Ximen Lang was afraid that there was something strange in it, so he hurriedly avoided it, and then kicked Taoist Chunyang in the chest, causing him to stagger and almost fall down.
The strap of the artificial leather bag she was carrying across her body was broken, and the bag fell to the ground.
Chunyang Taoist was quite timid. He knew that he was no match for this kid. He suddenly turned around and pointed the tail of the whisk at Ximen Lang. When he pressed the button on the handle, the lid of the tail automatically opened, and a bright stream of light flashed out.
Golden light shot out.
Ximenlang, who was born in the special forces, had always been alert. The Taoist priest Yan Jia turned the whisk around, already having a warning in his mind. Suddenly he felt the golden light dazzling him. Knowing that it was not good, he hurriedly dodged to the right.
Who would have expected that this golden hidden weapon, which is more than a foot long, would actually turn around, twist in mid-air, turn into a ninety-degree angle and continue to pounce towards Ximen Lang, but it turned out to be a small snake with golden scales.