"Damn you, you dare to wander on the street like this, I will not like you." A red-haired young man hit the beggar on the chest with his fist.
The beggar was beaten so hard that his body tilted backwards, but his feet did not move as if they had taken root on the ground, and then his upper body bounced back like a spring.
Seeing that Hong Mao failed to knock down the beggar with one punch, the others blew sharp whistles and laughed loudly. "Damn it, Rooster, you always brag about your iron fist, but now you can't even beat a fool down."
"You look like a bear. You're still alive and well. You could die by peeing in your urine."
"Your fist has no strength at all, just like a girl."
"JB is really embarrassing our buddy..."
Hearing the ridicule from a group of his accomplices, the young man nicknamed Rooster blushed as red as a monkey's butt. He was a little embarrassed to get off the stage. He angrily cursed at the beggar: "Mom, it's forbidden to beat me. Look at me.
"..." He used all his strength and kicked the beggar in the crotch.
Ximen Lang had already seen that this beggar must have some skills and was not weak, so he stared at him, preparing to see how he would deal with those little beasts.
The beggar did not dodge, but stretched out his hand to block the attack. Even though the other party's leather shoes kicked his dark hands hard, there was still no expression on his face, and he had no intention of fighting back.
The rooster tried twice in succession but failed, which surprised the gangsters. One of them shouted: "Is this fool a bit evil?"
"Damn, I can't defeat him yet..."
The guy with the scorpion tattoo on his arm shouted: "I don't believe in evil. If we all fight together, if we can't defeat an idiot, go ahead..." He took the lead in punching him.
After the others heard this, they all hit the beggar with their fists and kicks, like a violent storm falling on him. However, no matter how hard they hit him, the beggar swung back and forth like a tall green pine, but did not fall to the ground or fight back.
, just use one hand to cover the vital parts below, and the other arm always holds the paper package and does not let go.
Ximen Lang felt strange. It seemed that this beggar had excellent martial arts skills. He could easily deal with those guys, but for some reason he refused to fight back and was willing to be beaten. However, he had no intention of stepping forward to help. He thought,
If the other party is really a cowardly and incompetent beggar, then he must help the weak one when encountering such a thing. However, the person being bullied at this time is obviously a martial arts master. He would rather be beaten than fight back, and it is none of other people's business!
Those gangsters beat him with punches and kicks, and they were all panting from exhaustion. Even if the opponent was a donkey, he would have fallen to the ground. However, this beggar was beaten until his face was blue and the corners of his mouth were bleeding, but he did not fall down, and even his feet did not move.
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The Scorpion young man said angrily: "Everyone, please use your strength and beat me hard..."
Everyone showed their courage and waved their fists. The second round of violent storm raged over, and everyone's eyes were full of fierceness, as if they had turned into wild beasts. The ugly and bad roots of human beings were fully displayed.
At some point, a two-meter-tall, wrinkled, one-armed old beggar walked over, with a woven bag full of rags tied to his back. Ximen Lang glanced at him and couldn't help but be startled, thinking to himself, this is not Wen.
Master, what a coincidence, he has come to Pegatron!
This old beggar was the strange monk who called himself Wen that day. He came straight to the crowd who were being beaten, stretched out his long arms, and grabbed the guy nicknamed Rooster by the neck with a big hand like an eagle's claw, and threw it away.
The guy screamed in fright and turned around
The body jumped into the air more than ten feet high, crossed the guardrail next to it, and fell into the river with a splash. He stretched out his arms and struggled on the water. He shouted in fear, "Help, I can't swim..." and was immediately washed away by the river.
, the whole person sank into the water.
The gang of gangsters were all shocked. They stopped beating the beggar and stared at the one-armed old beggar. The scorpion man cursed: "Damn, you old immortal dare to meddle in your own business, I will stab you..."
"He took out the knife from his waist and stabbed the opponent fiercely.
The strange monk didn't even try to hide, even as the knife pierced his body...
Ximen Lang couldn't help being shocked when he saw this scene. He thought to himself, Master Wen is too careless. Even if you have great martial arts skills, you are not invulnerable. How could you not avoid it? In desperation, he was about to rush over, but saw that although the knife stabbed
Po Master's old military uniform, but there is no
Stabbed into his body, he turned away instead. He was completely stunned and stopped in a hurry. What was going on? The master was actually invulnerable. Suddenly, he remembered that there was a legendary creature named Jin.
Is this what Bell Jar's horizontal training skills are?
When the scorpion man saw that his knife could not penetrate the old beggar's body, he couldn't help but turned pale and cursed: "Damn it, what the hell..." Before he could finish his words, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, and his body couldn't help but
He rose up from the ground, but the opponent's big hands pinched his neck and lifted him up.
"What are you doing, put me down quickly..." The scorpion man screamed in horror, and then cursed at his accomplices: "What are you doing, why don't you get on here..."
A group of gangsters suddenly woke up and charged towards them, howling like wolves.
The strange monk casually threw the scorpion man into the river, and then kicked out like the wind. Even with Ximen Lang's keen eyesight, he couldn't see how fast he kicked out. All the bodies of these gangsters were kicked up
, falling into the river one after another, with ghosts crying and wolves howling.
In the blink of an eye, those bullies were washed away by the river.
Ximen Lang stood there in shock and stunned, thinking, Master Wen's martial arts must be too high, it is really rare!
The beggar did not thank the strange monk for taking action. He did not even look at him and walked forward.
But the strange monk stretched out his hand to grab him, motioning him to wait a moment, then turned his arm behind his back, took out a dusty and dirty steamed bun from the woven bag and handed it to him, laughing.
The beggar took the steamed bun unceremoniously, opened his mouth and took a bite. He ate it hungrily. In a short time, he wiped out the steamed bun and continued walking forward.
The strange monk no longer stopped him and walked in the opposite direction.
Ximen Lang became very interested in these two people with abnormal behavior. He thought about it, got into the off-road vehicle, and waited until the strange monk had gone away, then started the car and followed him from a distance. This time, there were two people following him.
For many hours, the off-road vehicle arrived at an extremely dilapidated shanty town.
The speed of the car was very slow, and Ximen Lang had a hunch in his heart that this master might live in this place. Maybe it wouldn't be long before he could know the true identity of the mysterious master.
PS: Yesterday, there were 178 gold bricks. Leng Yun expressed his gratitude and fulfilled his promise. There are 4 updates today, and this is the first one.