Chapter five hundred and thirty fifth teach you to be a man
He dusted off the urine on his sleeves in disgust, frowned and said, "You are blind. Mr. Ji is so drunk. How can you have the strength to kill your monster?"
"Get out of here right away. If you continue to pester me, I will punish you for the serious crime of disturbing order!"
The old man suffered a bloody head injury from the fall, and his pale hair fell all over his head.
His pale body was trembling.
His lips were trembling and his eyes were full of old tears.
He looked at Mr. Brew, at the monk, and then at the cold-dead monster.
He couldn't help but lay down on the corpse of the monster, howling and crying.
The monk frowned and ordered his two men: "Throw him aside. This will affect the city's image and make the foreign guests in Yinhui Lake unhappy."
The two monks immediately stepped forward and drove the old man aside.
Then, he picked up the corpse of the monster and left!
"What are you doing?" The old man rushed forward.
But he was kicked over by a warrior monk, and he said with a smile: "Of course I will take it back to collect evidence. Is it possible that we will sell it again?"
They just go to sell it.
After all, it is a demonic beast of great status, and the materials on it are worth some money.
"You, you bandits..." The old man lay on the ground, shouting in despair with his face covered in gray.
The one who answered him was a monk who turned around and kicked him in the head: "Old man, who are you calling a robber? You cannot destroy the reputation of Fengyin Temple!"
Can.
His foot hasn't kicked off yet.
Then he was struck in the waist by a long leg as fast as a whip shadow.
Click
The crisp cracking sound resounded on the spot.
He himself rolled back faster.
When he stopped, his eyes turned white and he fainted on the spot.
His waist had been broken by a kick.
Without the diagnosis and treatment of famous doctors, you will be a useless person for the rest of your life.
Everyone looked at it.
But he saw a young man in green clothes standing behind the old man, slowly retracting his legs.
He put his palms on the old man's shoulders and used star power to shake off all the urine and dust on the old man's body.
"Get up." Xia Qingchen said warmly.
The old man stood up in awe and looked at Xia Qingchen without blinking.
Being able to cripple the monks of Fengyin Temple with one kick, he is not an ordinary person in any way.
"You are so bold!" the remaining two monks yelled angrily.
The leader of the monks has a ferocious face.
Xia Qingchen's eyes turned slightly and looked at him: "Others are not very courageous, but I still have the courage to fight a robber."
The warrior monk strode over with a stick in his hand: "Insult the monks of Fengyin Temple as robbers, huh, are you worthy of destroying Fengyin Temple's good reputation?"
Xia Qingchen stood on the spot, his feet motionless.
"Didn't you destroy the reputation of Fengyin Temple yourself? Is it true that only you are allowed to do it and no one else is allowed to say it?"
The monk leader was too lazy to talk nonsense.
He picked up the stick and swung it hard at Xia Qingchen's head.
He thought to himself that at Xia Qingchen's age, his strength should not be much higher.
At least, he is far inferior to the monk leader who is a small star like him.
But who knows.
The stick hit three feet above Xia Qingchen's head and shattered with a crack.
A layer of airflow can be seen with the naked eye, flowing three feet above his head.
"Mid...Mid star position!" The leader of the monks took a breath of cold air.
In Tianyueling, at the age of nineteen, how many people can reach the middle star level?
"Got it?" Xia Qingchen stretched out a finger and flicked it.
The leader of the monks was immediately ejected and rolled on the ground for four or five times.
The dust on his face could not hide the shock on his face.
What frightened him even more was that Xia Qingchen walked up to him and stared at him condescendingly with cold eyes: "I want to know whether you are a person from Tianyue Ridge or a dog from Yinhui Lake."
When they came, they clearly saw the young man in silver urinating on the old man.
After asking for the facts, we should understand that it was the young man in silver who caused trouble.
Why should you open your eyes and tell lies?
The leader of the monks swallowed hard and said: "This is Huangfeng Castle's business, you'd better not interfere!"
"What if I have to take care of it?" Xia Qingchen said calmly.
The leader of the monks said: "Then pray that you can withstand the wrath of our hosts."
"You mean Liuqing?" Xia Qingchen said scornfully: "I killed his disciple Yuyin, but I didn't see what he did to me!"
What?
The leader of the monks was trembling all over.
A pair of eyes widened quickly, and his teeth chattered: "You... are you Xia Qingchen?"
The news that Xia Qingchen killed Yuyin in front of the host had already spread throughout Fengyin Temple.
Such a murderous god who is not afraid of anything.
Who is not afraid?
Did he actually meet him?
"Yes, tell me, if I kill you, what can Liu Qing do to me?"
Even if Yuyin, such an important disciple, was killed, Liu Qing could not do anything to Xia Qingchen.
What's more, he is an ordinary monk leader?
The latter's liver and gallbladder were split, and he immediately kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Uncle Xia, spare your life, we are also following orders."
Xia Qingchen chuckled.
Following orders?
But who ordered him to bully a helpless old man?
"Okay, I won't embarrass you." Xia Qingchen said, "Do two things for me."
"Okay, you say, ten items will do!"
"First, give this old man a new monster beast and a bicycle frame."
The leader of the monks nodded immediately. What's so difficult about such a simple request?
"Secondly, since you are a law enforcer, you should act in accordance with the law. What kind of arrogant man destroys other people's property and beats others. The least he can do is to cut off a slap, right?"
Xia Qingchen's eyes were cold.
What he hates most is when outsiders collude with insiders and oppress those on the inside.
"Ah!" the leader of the monks said in surprise: "This...I, I'm afraid I won't be able to report to the higher-ups. Mr. Miao has a very high status."
Xia Qingchen narrowed his eyes: "In other words, do I need to find you?"
The monk leader felt Xia Qingchen's murderous intention and trembled all over: "I'll do it, I'll do it right away!"
He immediately stood up, hesitantly came to the young man in silver, and said politely: "Young Master, look..."
What he responded to was a slap from Young Master Miao.
And a pair of cold eyes.
"Look at your mother! Would you like to touch a hair on my head?"
The monk leader was helpless.
If you don't suppress this person now, your life will be lost.
His heart skipped a beat and he shouted: "Young Master Miao has offended me, I was forced to do so!"
With that said, he grabbed Mr. Ji and grabbed him.
"Hmph!" Unexpectedly, Young Master Miao actually burst out with the powerful strength of Zhongxingyi.
He sneered and slapped the monk leader on the head.
If the middle star hits the small star on the head at close range, the consequences can be imagined.
The leader of the monks was whipped to the point where he vomited a mouthful of blood, and then died!
"You are playing tricks on me and you don't even look in the mirror!" Mr. Miao spat at the corpse of the monk leader, then acted as if no one was around and prepared to leave with his hands behind his back.
but.
Just took a few steps.
A faint voice came from behind: "Slap this little star to death, you are very drunk."
Just now the leader of the monks was quibbling about it.
This man was drunk and could not kill the monster.
Now, he himself has been beaten to death!
Young Master Ji just turned his head, but his arrogance remained the same: "Don't worry about my affairs, you can't!"