The thirty or so men dispatched by the Yamaguchi-gumi armed with firearms were all wiped out.
Kamiyama Kumaji and Matsuo-kun watched from a distance.
None of his men moved.
I don't know if he was knocked unconscious or if he was killed.
Gudonggudong.
The legs of the two men and the other men around them were weak.
Even the two so-called "masters" brought by Mr. Matsuo turned pale with shock.
"He...his strength has surpassed that of a Jonin...and he is...a super master!"
"Run!"
Each of these two super masters said something, and then, like frightened rabbits, they got into the car and shouted outside: "Let's go! Let's go!"
Kamiyama Kumaji and Matsuo-kun wake up from a dream.
He quickly got into the car.
At this moment, they couldn't even care about Han Ying, who was still tied up.
Start the car and press the accelerator to the bottom.
I want to leave here as soon as possible.
Get rid of the terrible anger.
"Humph, do you want to leave now that you're here?"
Monk Jiehe looked over with cold eyes.
His toes are a little bit pointed.
Swish swish swish.
His body flew towards the speeding commercial vehicle.
The speed of the commercial vehicle has reached 140 yards.
After the people in the car drove out.
I thought they were safe.
But at this moment, there was a thud and the roof of the car suddenly dented.
"What's going on!"
Shenshan Xiong Er looked up in horror.
Tsk la.
Suddenly, a hole was opened in the iron roof, and then five fingers reached in and tore the roof open as easily as tearing pieces of paper.
"Ah! He's up there!"
When Mr. Matsuo saw it, he roared, took out a pistol from his waist and fired several shots.
But it has no effect at all.
Monk Jie'an's strength has already reached the half-step god level.
Recently, he has received a lot of benefits from Wu Yong, and his strength has been infinitely close to reaching the true divine realm.
Ordinary bullets can't even penetrate his protective aura.
So it's impossible to hurt him at all.
The angry monk ignored the muzzle of the gun and tore the roof of the car apart.
Sit down.
Matsuo-kun was directly below him and hurriedly hid to the side, but unfortunately he hid a little too late.
There was a crisp click sound.
His leg bones were pressed hard by the Jie Ai monk.
Judging from the sound, 90% of the legs are going to be broken.
ah!!
A shrill scream echoed through the car.
The others were frightened to death.
"Stop, if you don't stop, all of you will die!"
Monk Jiehe threatened in a cold voice.
He spoke in Chinese.
There were all Japanese people in the car, and except for Shenshan Xionger, few of them understood.
But when people are in a hurry, their ability to understand often exceeds normal levels.
squeak!
The driver transcended language limitations and understood the meaning of the monk.
Press the brakes and stop the commercial vehicle on the side of the road.
There was silence in the car.
Shenshan Xiong Er came to his senses first.
He swallowed two sips of the smear and bravely said: "Misunderstanding! This is all a misunderstanding! We were just joking!"
He speaks Chinese.
I also hope that after hearing this, the aggrieved monk can reach a reconciliation.
Can bear fruit.
Snap.
Without any warning, Monk Jiehe slapped him, knocking the person who had been slapped by Shenshan Xiong Er on his back.
He was beaten badly by Wu Yong yesterday.
This slap goes down.
The bones in his body were almost falling apart.
After the monk finished smoking, he smiled and said, "I'm just kidding you too. Do you think it's funny? If it's funny, just laugh."
How funny.
Shenshan Xiong Er almost cried.
But he didn't dare not smile, for fear of being beaten again, so he quickly squeezed out a smile.
Who knows.
Without any warning, Monk Jiehe kicked him again, smashing his ribs to pieces.
"I don't think it's funny at all."
Shenshan Xiong Er is so painful.
He screamed.
The others in the car were so frightened that they gasped.
While Monk Jiehe was slowly packing up the few remaining people in the car, Wu Yong also walked up to Han Ying.
Han Ying whined.
He signaled Wu Yong to quickly untie the rope from her body.
After Wu Yong squatted down, he smiled and asked her: "Do you feel excited now?"
Han Ying nodded heavily at first.
Then he shook his head vigorously.
She found it exciting because the strength displayed by the monk was so brutal that it was even more powerful than martial arts novels and could not even be penetrated by bullets.
He's almost becoming a superhero.
Being able to witness such a scene with my own eyes is quite exciting.
But then I thought about it, I was tied up by Wu Hua Da Da and almost kidnapped.
Suddenly I felt unexciting again.
Wu Yong smiled faintly when he saw this, he put his fingers together like swords and gently opened the rope on her body, then removed the cloth from her mouth, and then softly scolded: "Now you know how important it is to be safe and sound, it's okay.
Don't look for any thorns..."
He stopped abruptly mid-sentence.
Gein and Han Ying pounced on him without any warning.
Holding his waist with both hands.
There was a burst of crying.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...I know I was wrong..."
"I shouldn't cause trouble for you..."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu I didn't know yesterday that he would be a member of the Yamaguchi-gumi."
After the disaster.
Han Ying's tears were like bursting a dam, quickly wetting Wu Yong's chest.
What Wu Yong hates the most is women crying.
Soon his heart softened.
He didn't even bother to reprimand Han Ying.
"Okay, okay, don't cry. I don't blame you."
Han Ying still didn't stop.
Instead, he buried his head tighter and tighter.
"Haha, Senior Wu is so good, he won it so quickly!"
The angry monk finished cleaning up the people in the car.
Come back slowly.
After seeing such a scene, I couldn't help but make fun of him.
This time.
Han Ying finally stopped crying.
She gently left Wu Yong's chest and said with red eyes: "What! No! I just wanted a place to cry for a while!"
laugh.
As she said this, she grabbed Wu Yong's clothes and blew her nose before wiping her tears and standing up.
Her eyes and face were red.
The makeup on my face was also stained with tears.
But it did reveal her true face.
Han Ying is not very old and her skin is extremely delicate. To be honest, she is a beauty.
Even if it is inferior to characters like Gu Qingcheng and Ling Ruolan.
Even among ordinary people, he would definitely stand out from the crowd.
"Don't look at me, don't look at me, I'm so ugly!"
When she saw Wu Yong and Jie Hui looking over, she quickly hid her face and tidied up quietly.
Wu Yong and Monk Jie'an were secretly amused and stopped caring about her.
"How are they doing?" Wu Yong asked, pointing downwards.
"You're not dead anyway. As for whether it's more comfortable than death, I can't say." Monk Jie Ai said with a smirk.
Wu Yong understood the meaning of abstaining from anger.
Living in the future for these people will definitely be more comfortable than dying.
In Wu Yong's heart, he had no mercy for them. It was entirely their own fault that they ended up like this. Who made them insist on having trouble with him?
"Ignore them, let's go to the shrine." (To be continued)