I looked at this speaker and it immediately grabbed the hand of the green-eyed zombie opposite, and the green-eyed zombie's struggle seemed to have no effect. This speaker is not simple!
"How dare you, this loudspeaker, ruin my good deeds?" The green-eyed zombie was not afraid when his hand was grabbed, nor did he struggle. He cursed at the loudspeaker: "Believe it or not, I will burn your temple down."
As soon as the speaker heard this, he smiled slightly, released his grip on the speaker, clasped his hands and said, "I am a monk. When I pass by this place and see evil spirits causing trouble, I naturally cannot stand idly by."
When the green-eyed zombie heard what the monk said, he rolled his eyes and said, "Who are you? You can't be a nobody!"
"The poor monk is a monk under Brenda Living Buddha. The donor can just call me Tryndamere." Tryndamere smiled and turned around and pointed at me and said: "The donor is an evil spirit. The poor monk is supposed to eliminate harm for the people, but God
With the virtue of living a good life, I, a monk, cannot easily commit murder. I hope that the donor will not sink into the sea of misery and turn around as soon as possible."
"You mean you have to take care of today's affairs?" The green-eyed zombie said so much to Tryndamere. He rushed up and punched Tryndamere in the chest.
Unexpectedly, Tryndamere raised his hand and punched the green-eyed zombie. The two fists hit each other. What I didn't expect was that Tryndamere, who was so awesome at the beginning, was actually beaten back two steps.
, but the green-eyed zombie had nothing to do with it. When the green-eyed zombie saw this situation, he immediately laughed and said: "I thought something fierce was coming, but I didn't expect it to be like this. It scared me."
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked Tryndamere in the head. Tryndamere's face didn't look very good either. He said solemnly: "I hope the benefactor will turn around and come back, otherwise don't blame the poor monk for being rude."
"You're welcome to give it a try." The green-eyed zombie took two steps back and looked at Tryndamere carefully. Tryndamere originally looked kind and compassionate, and looked like a good old man, but suddenly his face turned very ferocious. I don't know.
He magically pulled out a butcher's knife from somewhere.
The butcher's knife was half a meter long, with lots of blood stains on it. Tryndamere raised the butcher's knife and pointed it at the green-eyed zombie and shouted: "Ah! Go to hell!"
Later I found out that Tryndamere was an executioner before he became a monk, and he was addicted to murder. Later, he was brought around by some kind of Brenda Living Buddha, and he was brainwashed with Buddhist scriptures all day long before he became what he was before. But usually
He is absolutely unambiguous when it comes to fighting and killing people.
Tryndamere raised his butcher's knife and rushed forward and struck the green-eyed zombie on the forehead. I don't know why, although Tryndamere's butcher's knife had a lot of blood stains, it gave me a peaceful feeling. Maybe this is
It is Buddha nature.
Seeing Tryndamere's momentum change wildly, the green-eyed zombie's arrogance disappeared long ago, and was replaced by a cautious look. The green-eyed zombie clenched his fists and met Tryndamere's knife with his fists.
But in an instant, his hands became stained with blood, and green blood poured out of his hands.
I saw Tryndamere stabbing the hand of a green-eyed zombie, and it also made the zombie bleed. I could see straight through my eyes. You must know that this zombie is not an ordinary person. The body of this green-eyed zombie is as hard as a stone.
, it’s not that easy to just cut it, but now Tryndamere has definitely cut the arm of the green-eyed zombie. I secretly thought to myself, if this knife cuts me, I will
It's probably fixed.
The green-eyed zombie's face was stunned for a moment after his hand was chopped with a knife, but then his face changed wildly, as if he had thought of something, and he pointed at Tryndamere and shouted: "Are you that butcher lama? You won't feel good if you don't chop off a few monster heads a day."
Monk? Oh my god, I almost deceived you with that compassionate look at the beginning, damn it." After saying that, the green-eyed zombie turned around and ran away without any intention of staying.
Tryndamere watched the green-eyed zombie walk away, shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's so boring for them to run away like this." He looked at the green-eyed zombie's back with a bit of reluctance, probably wanting to kill the green-eyed zombie.
Eyes zombie's neck.
Just as Tryndamere finished speaking, he suddenly thought of us. He turned around and held the butcher's knife in his waist. He showed a kind smile on his face and asked me: "Little brother, are you not hurt?"
?”
"Damn it, do you think I'm hurt?" I was lying on the ground at that time. I rolled my eyes at Tryndamere and secretly despised Tryndamere's IQ. But I suddenly came to my senses.
Now it seems that I have to rely on Tryndamere to get to the hospital as quickly as possible. After all, Wu Zhicong, Li Mingyao, and Su Xue all fainted. Thinking of this, I respectfully asked Tryndamere: "Master, where is this place?"
?Are there any hospitals nearby?"
"This is a small forest near Mozhu Gongka County. Are your friends injured?" Tryndamere looked at the people behind me. Only then did he realize. I really wanted to pry open his head and see his head.
What kind of stuff was inside? It was really stupid. But thinking about the strength that this guy had shown before, he swallowed his saliva and endured it. He said respectfully: "They are all seriously injured. I hope the master can help me send them away."
Just go to the nearest hospital.",
When Tryndamere heard what I said, he also thought about it. He walked to Li Mingyao and touched his chest. He frowned and said, "Three sternum bones are broken, and one of them is still inserted into the lung. We can't move him now.
Otherwise, he is really doomed." After saying this, Tryndamere tore off a large piece of his red monk's uniform, and then quickly tore it into strips. At this time, he shouted: "What are you doing standing there?
?Your other two friends, one girl is fine, and the other one is just out of strength. If this guy is not rescued, he is really dead. Come and help me tear the clothes into many small strips, hurry up."
After Tryndamere finished speaking, he grabbed Li Mingyao's shirt with both hands, and then pulled his shirt apart with a strong pull. I also tore off the small strip of cloth with all my strength.
Because Tryndamere's red shirt had been torn off small strips of cloth, he was all naked next to me. Not to mention, although Tryndamere looked fat and big-eared, his upper body was actually covered in sweat.
The bulging muscles, one after another, look like those American black boxing guys. There are five or six long scars on his back, which look quite alluring.