I gave myself a short holiday and started to resume updates today.

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Zhou Xiaomo stood still, facing the turtle fist that was waving the disorganized turtle, and rushed towards him with a big belly, round waist and small ruffian, saying, "Amitabha, good, good, donor is full of dirty words. Is it because there is no elder in the family to teach you? The little monk will teach you on your parents' behalf to let you understand what disrespect is."

Seeing that the little monk did not dodge, he was overjoyed and punched the monk hard on the face, his mouth full of saliva splashed, cursing: "Your mother's big belly, you're a little god..."

"Bang!"

A loud slap broke the little rascal.

Then, the little rogue with a big belly and a round waist made a "ouch" sound, and staggered forward for a few steps. Finally, he covered his mouth and fell to the ground, with blood flowing out of the corner of his mouth.

If he loses one move, he can think that the other party is lucky. After being fallen twice in a row, the fat and slutty aura is a little overwhelmed. But when he thinks of the heavy 100 yuan coins, he thinks of the fragrant and delicate girls, so he grits his teeth and stops humming.

The ruffians usually practice turning over a few crappy ass, throwing a few crabs with big squads, kicking their empty legs, and hitting a few light fists.

They usually rely on their large numbers of people and power to bully people who are weaker than them. Once they meet a tough guy, they will immediately lose their opinions.

If it were the past, a few little rascals would praise him, and when they saw that the momentum was wrong, they had already dispersed and ran away, begging for mercy, but today there were those 100 yuan coins tempting here, how could a few little rascals stop easily?

These hundred yuan coins are more than a dozen girls, plus several large tables of big fish and meat, good wine and tea. After passing through this village, there is no such store.

The thin monkey-like thug lies on the ground and groans, waves to the other thugs scattered on the white lines, and pulls up the big belly and round waisted ruffles. Several people gather together and discuss in a low voice.

Zhou Xiaomo was not in a hurry. Anyway, he had time and he was confident that he could knock down all these ruffians in one minute.

He stood under the ambiguous light, with his big sleeves floating, making people feel like a monk from the world.

Suddenly, the little thug with a big belly and a round waist shouted: "Brothers, let's form a circle to surround the little monk and let's hang him to death."

This was a bit beyond everyone's expectations.

You know, as long as this incense is burned out, even if a rookie doesn't fall down, they will win.

The ruffians can be dispersed to avoid being enemies with the young monk, so that he cannot take care of both and lose sight of the other.

The rogues are used to being scoundrels and don’t care what embarrassment is.

They don’t care about the people around them who are laughing like a bunch of waxes. Now they just want to get those hundred yuan coins from the young monk.

Don’t look at the people around you who joke about them now, when they have these hundred yuan coins, these girls, big men and servants will call them uncles.

This is how people are. When they have money, they respect you as an old man. If they don’t have money, you are just a little bastard.

Zhou Xiaomo was not in a hurry, and the few rascals were naturally not in a hurry. They knew that one of the four skeletons would burn out soon.

The rogues looked at the fragrant head,

I was secretly happy that half of the incense head had burned.

As long as the incense head is burned and they have not all fallen down, they will get these hundred yuan coins.

"Hi, hey! You guys, don't just stand still! You guys are around!"

Seeing that the young monk stood still in a hurry, the crowd watching the fun was unhappy, someone shouted to the thugs at the top of his throat.

"Yes, right! You guys are usually very capable, why are you so anxious today by a little monk? Are you afraid?"

I don't know who made a laugh in the crowd.

“Oh oh oh…”

"Several people are afraid of a little monk! Oh oh..."

"Hahaha……"

"I'm scared, I usually look very good..."

The melon-eating crowd began to stir up.

Zhou Xiaomo looked at the burning incense head and it would burn it in about two minutes at most.

He stretched out his index finger on his right hand and hooked at the little rascals provocatively. This means that if you don’t get on, I will do it.

Several little thugs looked at each other, then yelled from the big belly and round waist, "Brothers, let's go!"

"Go!"

The other few little rogues also shouted loudly and surrounded the little monk together.

"This guy is very realistic!"

Zhou Xiaomo had already heard the muttering of a few little rogues just now, and they were just feinting attacks.

Sure enough, as soon as a few little rascals made a move to move forward, they suddenly dispersed, completely looking like they were fighting each other and delaying time.

In this way, it would be difficult for the little monk to knock down all the little rogues in a very short time.

The attempts of the few little rascals were obvious. They just wanted to disperse and fight with the little monk.

Just now, the little monk made the little thug with a big belly and a round waist twice suffer. Everyone has seen that he has unique skills and has taken extraordinary actions.

Zhou Xiaomo still didn't take action.

He used to watch many Hollywood blockbusters, and the protagonists only took action when others thought they could not complete the task in the end, which would also win the audience's heartbeat.

He looked at the half-incense head, and probably it would be completely extinguished in another minute.

Several little rascals were already in sight. They believed that even if this little monk had the ability to understand the world, he would not be able to knock them down in such a short time.

The people who were watching the melon-eating crowds around felt that there was no good show. The young monk was defeated. These little rascals scattered and fought each other. Even if the young monk had the ability, he would not be able to knock them all down in such a very short time.

This is impossible.

Suddenly, the little monk raised his wide monk's sleeves to the thin rogue.

"puff!"

A soft sound rang out.

"Ouch! My mother..."

The thin little rogue had fallen to the ground and could not move, and screamed on the ground with horror.

"ah……"

"Oh, what's going on..."

The melon-eating crowd suddenly saw the little rogue falling to the ground the moment the little monk raised his monk's sleeves, and screamed in shock.

Just when everyone was stunned and found it incredible, after a few more light sounds, except for the small rogue with a big belly and a round waist, several other rogues also fell to the ground, all shrank into a ball, and screamed in surprise.
Chapter completed!