Chapter six hundred and sixty third
I was a little worried. Judging from the current news, Ouyang Xue had already told Zhao Sihai that Zhao Rong was kidnapped. Zhao Sihai mobilized the entire Jiangcheng police through the forces behind him, preparing to find out the murderer who kidnapped his daughter. He even suspected me, otherwise he would not rashly ask the police to interrogate his elder brother Han Yong.
"What if Zhao Sihai really attacks Gu Qianer and others?" I frowned and thought to myself.
There was a sirens in the distance, and a large number of policemen appeared at National Highway 308. I didn’t dare to stay any longer. I immediately drove towards Yunshan Town and soon entered the dirt road in the village, without taking the main road. An hour later, I finally blinked the winding mountain road and returned to the temple.
Because I was worried that I would implicate Gu Qianer and others, I sat in the yard with a frown. Before I knew it, it was dark. Monk Yiming finished practicing boxing and saw that I had not cooked yet, so I cursed him. He was in a bad mood at first, so it would be fine if he said a few words, but today he was still mad at me, so I yelled back.
"Then you can't do it yourself." I yelled at him.
"Boy, you're itchy." Monk Yiming said gloomyly.
"I'm itchy today, you bite me." I shouted.
Woo...
Bang!
The next second, Monk Yiming suddenly rushed to me and threw me hard to the ground with a fall over his shoulder.
"Boy, are you convinced?" He stared at me condescendingly.
"I'm convinced you, Master, I'm fighting with you today." I was in a bad mood, but when he threw it like this, he was furious and ran away directly. I got up from the ground and used a broken monument. Unfortunately, my rookie met a real martial arts inheritor, not those martial arts masters who were just famous on TV.
Bang bang!
My broken monument didn't touch Monk Yiming at all, but the other party kicked me in the stomach like lightning, and at the same time, he approached and hit my elbow in the chest.
Thumb...
My body took several steps in an instant, and with a thump, I fell to the ground with my butt, my face turned pale, and my heart-wrenching pain came from my chest and abdomen.
I didn't want to scream or beg for mercy, but the pain was unbearable, so I had to yell loudly: "Ahhh... I'm fighting with you." While yelling, I got up from the ground and smashed the turtle fists at Monk Yiming.
Bang bang...
Unfortunately, I didn't hit the other party with one punch. On the contrary, I was beaten to the ground again and again by Yiming, the bald donkey. He held his strength, so although his nose was blue and swollen, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and his whole body was painful, he did not hurt his muscles or bones, nor was he seriously injured.
After about ten minutes of fighting, I was kicked to the ground by Yiming's bald donkey again. This time, I had no strength to get up anymore, so I could only lie flat on the ground, look up at the starry sky, and breathe heavily.
"I don't accept it. I will continue tomorrow. Master Buddha will beat you until he defeated you." The arrogant voice of the bald donkey came from his ears.
I felt depressed. What kind of fuck is this monk? He is completely a bandit. But speaking of this, martial arts practitioners are indeed a bit different from ordinary people. The strength of their bodies will bring a hint of fierceness. Just like Tao Xiaojun, he wants to fight for nothing. In order to practice boxing, this bald donkey is still a boy at the age of 40, so he probably has a lot of anger and has no place to vent his anger.
Yiming bald donkey went to the kitchen to cook noodles by himself, but I still didn't get up. Looking at the stars in the sky, I felt worried again for Gu Qianer and others: "They will be fine, right?"
After a little leaning, Yiming bald donkey brought out a bowl of noodles and placed it on the stone table under the big tree. Without saying a word, I was indeed hungry, got up, looked at him, picked up the bowl and ate it.
After eating the noodles, I walked out of the temple.
"Stop, where are you going?" The question from Monk Yiming came from behind.
"There's something to do." I said.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"I have no obligation to tell you about my private matters." I turned my head and looked at Monk Yiming and said.
"In the afternoon, Han Yong called over and said, "I asked me to look at you, don't let you leave Yunshan Temple in the near future." said Monk Yiming.
"I have something important to do, I have to go out tonight." I said firmly.
Monk Yiming didn't say anything, staring at me coldly. My eyes did not dodge and glared backwards. After planning for so long, it would be impossible to fail. I will have to call Ouyang Xue again tonight. Whether she can get her back to Jiangcheng depends on this call.
Although this call may be very dangerous, it must be done.
I looked at Monk Yiming for about two minutes, but in the end he gave in and said, "Don't cause me trouble."
Chapter completed!