The madam was looking forward to Xiaorou being taken away by the little monk. Now, she hopes that these little thugs can stop the little monk and it is best to make this little monk ugly.

"Hey, hey, where did the little monk come from? It's dark, and he doesn't burn incense and worship Buddha in the temple, why do you come here to do it? All of them, the little monk moved his heart and wanted to come here to smell the fragrance of a woman?"

The little thug with a big belly and a round waist said, and stood in the middle of the road to block the little monk's path.

The other few little rascals also took loose steps and stood sloppy to both sides of their heads. One of them shook his legs and shook his palm fan. The other stretched out his palm and rubbed it on his belly and turned it into a small ball, which hit the little monk casually.

Zhou Xiaomo dodged and did not know how disgusting it was. He clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, how good it is! Please give in to some donors, the little monk is going to go over."

"In the past? I said little monk, where are you going!"

The little thug holding a palm-leaf fan and shaking his legs looked up and down and said.

"Amitabha!"

Zhou Xiaomo could tell at a glance that these gangsters were trying to find fault, and it would be useless if he could explain it.

"Hey, I said little monk, you don't want to go to this [Spring Floor Full of Spring]!"

The thug who had just rubbed the grey on his belly began to rub the grey on his left arm again, looking like a sloppy pussy.

"I see, this little monk is probably going to the brothel. Maybe he has a good appearance here."

Another thin monkey-like little rogue can kill people with one mouth, a garlic smell, and a few vegetable leaves stuffed on his teeth. Zhou Xiaomo wanted to beat him up.

"People say that monks are hungry ghosts in their lust. If you say this, it's really possible!"

The little rogue who was rubbing the grey dirt was already kneading the grey dirt strips between his fingers, making Zhou Xiaomo feel furious.

If this is hit by it, he will not be able to eat for three days.

"This may not be necessary. Maybe the little monk's mother or sister are inside. This little monk is looking for relatives."

The guy with a big belly and a round waist was really hurtful when he spoke. At a glance, he knew that he was usually a mean person. Although he looked rich, his mouth was sharp.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The ruffians laughed loudly, but their eyes glanced at the noise outside from time to time, and they poked their heads out of the window upstairs to watch the fun.

There were girls watching the fun around, and the thugs became even more crazy. They deliberately brought some obscene words in their voices, which caused some clients and the gangsters to laugh together.

"You guys, let me go with you, don't scare my distinguished guests."

The madam shook her windbreaker and shook her way around in front of the little rascals, with her back to Zhou Xiaomo, and threw a few disgusting and charming eyes at the rascals.

The thugs usually beg for food outside the brothel, but they are often scolded by the madam and dare not fart to leave, but they have never seen the madam like this today, cursing them while throwing their terrifying eyes.

The thugs naturally understood it, laughing and jokingly dealing with the madam, and constantly teasing the little monk.

Finally, the madam took out her killer weapon, pinched the wind wave with her thumb and middle finger, stretched out her fingers and poked her coquettishly on each scoundrel's head, pretending that she couldn't control them and left in disappointment.

The madam's actions further encouraged the little thugs to come. What they usually feared was not the madam, but the big men who were afraid of the madam's command.

"Amitabha, how good! Dear donors, don't speak rudely, keep some good deeds!"

Zhou Xiaomo has no time to spend with the little rogues.

He saw the person from the six doors inside, and at this time he probably wanted to see how capable he was.

At this time, he just needs to show some ability, otherwise why would he believe that he is over 200 years old?

The man in the building guard just shouted at the young monk at the top of his throat, the man in the pigeon-eyed man and his companions stopped the small movements in his hand, allowing several girls to twist their snake-like bodies in their arms.

"Go! Go! Go……"

The big man with pigeon eyes squeezed the chest of the mushroom in the left arm, then slapped the fat tank with big butts in the right arm, and swayed the two pieces of meat, then said to the several mushrooms, "Master, I have something to do now, you can come to the side for a while, come here when I call you."

The black-faced man was a little reluctant to give up a few fragrant pink faces in his arms, and he reluctantly kneaded them, so he still wanted to let them go for the time being.

The black-faced man smelled the breath left on his fingertips and smiled obscenely. He and the dove-eyed man each held wine and walked to a table by the window to sit down. They wanted to see how deep the magic power this living Buddha in Hongan Temple had.

Last night, the two brothers who followed the little monk, came back dejectedly for only half an hour. They said it was really strange. In just a blink of an eye, they lost the little monk.

They felt that the little monk was like air and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

The person who can't be followed by people from the Six Gates is definitely a powerful character, and this person is still a little monk, which makes people feel even more mysterious.

People at the Six Gates naturally knew that the relationship between the young monk in Honan Temple and the most powerful Princess Taiping, who is today, was extraordinary.

It is said that this young monk named Hui Fan is actually over 200 years old. He has cultivated his face and his youth will always be there. He is not because he is young, beautiful, and has a strong spirit. He is still here, but he can treat others to eliminate disasters, and can pray for blessings and eliminate evil, so he is deeply appreciated by Princess Taiping.

There are also rumors in private that this young monk named Hui Fan is actually a lustful person. He often lingers in the world and likes to linger in famous brothels everywhere.

Because Mr. Huifan is young and handsome, full of energy, strong body, and good writing, he will win the favor of women wherever he goes.

So the pigeon-eyed man and the black-faced man came to the brothel tonight, hoping to meet this little monk named Hui Fan again.

They naturally know how helpful it would be to their future if they could meet such a person.

The two decided to take a look first. Is this little monk named Huifan a living Buddha with profound magic power like the legendary one?

Zhou Xiaomo could see at a glance that the gangsters were not carrying weapons.

For these guys, he was confident that he could knock them all down in just two minutes.
Chapter completed!