"Okay, you take a stick from me." The naughty boy was overjoyed. He picked up the stick in his hand and rushed towards the little monk, then raised the stick in his hand unceremoniously.
"Hey, stop him quickly, or you will hurt someone." The person next to him exclaimed.
"Son, come on, I'm going to beat you down." The fat man with a sinister face not only didn't stop him, but also encouraged him: "We compete in the ring, life and death are ours."
But what happened next made his jaw drop. He saw the naughty kid rushing up and hitting the little monk with a stick, but the little monk stretched out his right hand and pinched the stick between his fingers.
The naughty boy tried his best to pull the stick out of the little monk's hand, but no matter how hard he tried, the stick was firmly clamped in the monk's hand and did not move.
"Can I fight back?" The young monk raised his head and asked Lin Yu.
"Okay." Lin Yu said, "Don't be polite to him, otherwise he will still waste food."
"Those who waste food are bad people." The little monk lost his temper. He suddenly moved his hands forward and grabbed the baseball bat. Then he exerted force with both hands and with a click, the bat in his hand broke into two pieces.
Then the young monk clasped his hands together, leaned to one side and raised his foot to the sky.
Bang... The naughty boy's fat body flew up high, and then hit a table with a plop. Soup and water splashed all over him, and he started crying with a cry.
This kick is really a relief, this is what most people in the restaurant are thinking.
Because this naughty kid has never been peaceful since he entered the restaurant. Sometimes he makes a lot of noises, and sometimes he shoots people with his fake sniper rifle inside.
Or he poked the waiter in the butt with a gun. Instead of stopping him, his father felt that his son was promising.
Right, kid, why are you arguing with him? Kid, he’s not sensible... This sentence stopped most people’s anger, but Sun Tzu was so arrogant that it was difficult to compare him to those eight or nine-year-olds.
The cute little child is associated with him, but his father is not ashamed, but proud.
Now it's good, he kicked the iron plate, and the little monk made the naughty child cry for father and mother with one move. This scene was really satisfying.
"Son, are you okay, son?" The arrogant-looking guy panicked and hurriedly went to hug his son.
In fact, the little monk still showed mercy, otherwise he would have kicked the little fat man down so that he would not be able to cry. After the beating, he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, can I continue to eat?"
"Of course." Lin Yu smiled.
"Stop, you little monk hit someone, do you still want to leave?" The fat man picked up his son and called his accomplices. A group of people came forward and surrounded Lin Yu and others.
The little fat man who was arrogant and arrogant just now was crying with snot and tears. The little monk's kick just now definitely cast a shadow on him, and he even doubted his own life.
"When your son hit someone, you didn't stop him." Lin Yu glanced at the parent inexplicably and said, "Didn't you say that in a martial arts competition in the ring, everyone will suffer life and death?"
"But my son is at a disadvantage now." The adult of the family was not unreasonable at all, he said fiercely.
"How can a person wander around in the world without getting stabbed?" Lin Yu shook his head helplessly and said: "How can you just take advantage and not suffer a loss? This is also a lesson for your son. After this lesson, he
I won’t dare to be so arrogant in the future.”
"Children are ignorant, but adults are more ignorant. Just as there are naughty parents, there are also naughty children." Lin Yu said.
"Hand that kid over and let me beat him up to vent his anger." Fatty said persistently, refusing to let Lin Yu go.
"When children fight, how can an adult take action?" Everyone on the side couldn't stand it.
"That's it, when your son bullied others, why didn't you try to persuade him?"
"As the saying goes, there are just as many naughty children as there are naughty parents."
People around are talking a lot, and they are also dissatisfied with this parent. Yes, why don't you ignore your naughty child when he comes out to cause trouble? You are suffering a little loss now, and you can't stand it anymore. Your child is a child.
, are other people’s children not children?
"Shut up, Dute. If you are not convinced, come up and argue." Several big men behind the fat man stood forward. This momentum immediately shocked the scene. Although everyone was dissatisfied, everyone was acting in good faith. The mentality of doing less is worse than doing more. It’s better not to cause this trouble than to do it.
"Boy, that monk you brought is quite arrogant." The fat man hugged his son and came forward. His son stopped crying at first, but the little monk stared at him and frightened him into crying again.
The young monk believes that anyone who wastes delicious food is a heretic. This guy just hit it with a stick, so now he is holding his breath.
"Your son is even more arrogant." Lin Yu smiled and responded politely.
"Shut the fuck up. What's wrong with my son's arrogance? My son can turn the world upside down, but that wild monk of yours is nothing like shit. Believe it or not, I'm going to cripple him now."
"I don't believe it." Lin Yu smiled and said, "Before you cripple him, I will cripple you first."
"Brother, why are you talking nonsense to this guy? He brought the young monk here, and we can't take advantage of him. Let's beat this guy up first."
I have to say that sometimes when a few fierce-looking people stand here, it is really scary, especially these guys who can tell at a glance that they are not good birds, with their thick bodies and deliberately exposed tattoos.
, can make those who consider themselves gentlemen shy away.
Several people geared up and surrounded Lin Yu and the young monk. The young monk shook his head helplessly. He clasped his hands together and said, "Amitābha, the young monk is going to use killing thoughts this time."
"Forget it, there is no need to be familiar with these guys." Lin Yu shook his head. He suddenly got angry and punched forward. His punch contained Tai Xuan Jin, and a powerful aura surged from his fists.
, and then hit these unsuspecting people.
With a thud, thump, and several screams, these guys all fell to the ground. Lin Yu clapped his hands. To deal with these hooligans, he used Tai Xuan Jin, which was really killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.
"Awesome, do you have inner strength?" The young monk looked at Lin Yu in shock.
"That's right." Lin Yu smiled and said, "Aren't you practicing too?"
"I'm practicing, but it's a pity that I don't have that kind of talent, so I can't develop my inner strength." The young monk shook his head, and he said helplessly: "It would be great if I were as good as you. In that case, I would
I won’t be bullied by my senior brothers anymore.”