Chapter 1917 The streets are filled with swastikas
Come mysteriously and leave quietly.
Just like a god, he disappeared without a trace.
It disappeared with the strong smell of evil spirits.
Long Fei was a little puzzled, looking at his demon hand, "I found out that he became the Holy Son like this?"
The reason why the smell of evil spirits on the woman's body is different is entirely because of the surge of power in the devil's hand. It will do this when it senses the breath of evil power.
only……
Long Fei did not expect that the woman would regard him as a holy son.
"It would be great if I were really the Holy Son."
"wrong!"
"I must become the Holy Son. Master Tianshu is still waiting for me to save him." Long Fei's eyes fixed and became determined, "I don't know what happened to Master Tianshu."
If you fall from the sky, will you die or live?
Long Fei was very worried.
Not long after, Piccolo woke up, glanced at Long Fei, and said, "Chef, what happened?"
Long Fei regained his composure and shook his head, saying: "It's nothing."
"You must be careful in tomorrow's martial arts assessment." Long Fei reminded.
Piccolo smiled and said: "Don't worry, I have never been afraid of anyone in the martial arts assessment. I will never lose."
He thought to himself: "My goal is to become a man of Wu Buddha."
…
early morning.
The monk from the Supervisory Temple suddenly arrived and without saying anything, he let the three of them out.
Outside the gate of the Supervisory Temple.
"You bastard, I've lost all my face to you."
"Snapped!"
"Snapped!"
Before Long Fei could react, an old man whipped out the cane in his hand and hit Kuo Shao on the chest. His clothes tore apart and his skin and flesh were torn apart.
It feels like a burning pain even just looking at it.
Kuo Shao lowered his head and did not dare to speak.
With anger in his eyes, the old man said: "Just like your bitch mother, useless thing!"
A trace of anger flashed in Mr. Kuo's eyes.
The old man glared fiercely, and whipped him a few more times. He didn't care about Young Master Kuo's life or death, "If I had known earlier, I would never have let you come into this world."
Long Fei couldn't stand listening, so he took a step forward and said softly: "Why didn't your father shoot you against the wall back then?"
The old man stared at Long Fei with a cold gaze, and without saying a word, he whipped Long Fei and shouted angrily, "Who are you to have the right to talk to me?"
Before the whip fell, Piccolo's body moved slightly.
Kuo Shao's body also moved.
Involuntarily, they automatically protected Long Fei.
Long Fei was one step ahead of them, grabbed the leather whip, whipped it violently, and snatched it away. The whip disappeared in mid-air, and he was about to whip it back.
but.
Long Fei glanced at Mr. Kuo and finally held back.
"Dare you snatch my whip?"
"Bitch, I think you're tired of living."
"Come here, arrest them again." The old man's eyes were filled with anger.
Long Fei's brows froze, and a murderous aura burst out from his body, and he said solemnly: "Whoever makes a fucking move, I will kill him or her!"
He won't care so much.
Already very unhappy.
If he makes Long Fei unhappy again, he will be killed!
The few people behind the old man did not dare to move.
Piccolo shouted coldly: "We are the people who have awakened from the swastika mark. If you dare to attack us, it is disrespectful to the Holy Son. Who do you think you are, just an elder of a Buddhist temple?"
"If you dare to beat the future Wu Buddha, do you believe that if I say hello, thousands of believers will twist your head off?" Piccolo said fiercely.
The old man's eyes were startled, "Swastika mark? Hum, do you think I would believe it? Who would believe it? Is a lowly person like him who was born from a lowly life worthy of becoming a martial Buddha?"
"If you go to the street now and see, who doesn't have a swastika on their back?"
How can a lowly person become a noble martial Buddha?
Absolutely impossible!
He knew very well that Kuo Shao could not become a martial Buddha.
It is impossible to become a Wu Buddha.
Piccolo was slightly startled, "What do you mean?"
The old man sneered and said: "I mean, what you call the swastika mark is just a tattoo. It was just a little bit of Buddhist power on the body that inspired the golden light to create the illusion of the swastika mark awakening. Do you think anyone will believe it? Haha.
Haha...this trick of yours was ruined by someone else."
"Now go to the street and see who doesn't have a swastika mark on their back?"
"snort!"
"The swastika mark, the Lord Buddha's mark, and you still want to become a martial Buddha... You are a lowly person, and you have been dreaming all your life." The old man stared coldly at Young Master Kuo and said, "Don't embarrass me again, otherwise I will
It will make you disappear just like it made your mother disappear."
Cruel and vicious.
Kuo Shao's fists were clenched tightly, and his joints cracked.
If this was according to Long Fei's character, the old man would already be dead.
But.
After all, this is Mr. Kuo's family matter, and it's not good for others to interfere.
The old man walked away.
Piccolo looked at Mr. Kuo, a little puzzled, and asked: "Is he really your father? How could you have such a father? Aren't you a playboy? Why..."
Can't understand.
Yesterday I was still a dandy with his evil slaves running amok.
It turned into this miserable situation today.
Young Master Kuo loosened his fist slightly and said with a wry smile: "In his eyes, I have always been a lowly bastard with a lowly life. If it weren't for that blood relationship, I would have died long ago."
Long Fei said slightly: "No one is noble or low. The so-called nobility is just what the world imposes on itself. Since he treats you as a lowly person, then you should use your noble body to give him a hard slap in the face."
"
Young Master Kuo looked at Long Fei and said, "Noble body?"
Long Fei said: "Become a martial Buddha!"
Kuo Shao said: "But we...I,,,am I really the one chosen by Lord Buddha?"
He doesn't even believe it in himself.
Although he knew clearly that he had awakened the swastika mark, but... could he become a martial Buddha?
Piccolo said: "Other people's swastika marks are tattoos, but ours are real. Based on this, we have to prove it to others."
Long Fei said calmly: "Let's go, the martial arts examination is about to begin."
The three of them walked out of the supervision temple and came to the street.
Discover……
Just as Mr. Kuo's father said, the streets were full of naked people, and they all had a big swastika on their backs.
Some people get tattoos.
Some people are more straightforward and draw directly with a brush. After sweating a little, they just apply the ink on their backs.
That scene...
Long Fei was so shocked that he couldn't speak, "Whoa, are they a bunch of mentally retarded people?"
Everyone dreams of becoming the Son of God.
Even if you can't become a Holy Son, it is the highest honor to become a Wu Buddha.
The monk is also crazy.
Suddenly.
Piccolo pointed into the distance and said, "Look."
"Saint in White."
Long Fei and Mr. Kuo looked at each other at the same time. At this moment... Long Fei's demonic hand began to surge again. Long Fei's brows tightened, "She is the evil spirit that appeared last night?"