This broken monk is also a pit. I’m afraid the longer I stay here, the more traces I leave, and the more I can’t tell White Wave. I really want to blow up the thief’s bald head. But this is not a fight. This monk showed a little strength when he tattooed him, which made White Wave deeply alert, just like his thief and army master. White Wave Root couldn’t see where the monk was.
"Help the benefactor to stab you. Drink a cup of tea for the benefactor today. You and I have a cause and effect, so I’ll go." Whitewater didn’t want to ask the monk if he was beaten by his master. Now it seems that the monk is free, but he doesn’t want to fight now. After that, the monk is also "biu!" A disappeared is poked around peach with sakata got a fright.
"Didn’t you send it?" White waves don’t think these two women need to be startled? As a result, the monk ate and drank for a long time by himself. He was really a versatile monk … Peach and Sakata saw Shirakawa and crossed their legs. They also said that the great master had prayed for them. Shirakawa’s face directly didn’t know what expression to show …
"This demon monk is at least a bodhisattva and a Buddha. Monty is no accident. Most of them are from Monty. In this way, Monty is naturally a good man. He may be the last humanitarian. He satisfies and enjoys all human desires … "Thinking about Whitewater is also close to the magic road. How else to say that he is a thief and an apprentice of Zhou Shubi?"
When Zhou Baboon was still a little monster, he was already a villain, eating his mother greasy and greasy, and he did a lot of good things. He even tried to use the overlord of the Hericium erinaceus as a monkey to threaten the five parties to get himself out. Of course, it was not once or twice to fight against the Buddha, King Kong and Bodhisattva in the Western Heaven, but it was also repeatedly suppressed by the Buddha and the Tathagata Buddha.
However, this demon never repented … never converted.
Of course, all this is not whitewater. He knows that his master has been in prison all the year round, and then he is fierce and unruly. This is a mysterious monty demon monk with his master, and it is certainly not an oil lamp.
Now that the monk is gone, Bai Lang is also able to eat and sleep. There may be a blessing. In the end, there will be a road to success. Bai Lang also knows that his personality is tainted. The witness is telling the truth at that moment. "Think of a fart! Fuck him! " Is what he can do.
After the street fighter signs up, someone will naturally send the address of the battle-it’s a secret to the opponent, but according to the unification of street fighter, the round has entered the final circle-the final circle of street fighter has always been a high level of competition, and Whitewater received the first battle venue-"Jiafei? How to get to this hellhole? "
Of course, I went to the street fighter by myself. I don’t have a transport guide. They will judge the competition venue and wait for the arrival of both sides. This is a crazy martial artist. The rules are extremely unfriendly. I don’t know how many martial artists were eliminated because they couldn’t find the competition venue. He took the Shinkansen and chartered a car to the foot of the mountain. He arrived on foot by GPS navigation.
For martial artists, the jungle has never been a problem, but the venue can be seen at first glance-because it will be a relatively flat place and there will be a small tent next to it to rest the referee group and the medical group-street fighters don’t need this kind of thing. This time, the venue is a mountain forest and a shallow river full of pebbles
"Does the mountain stream level the beach?" Whitewater muttered that he didn’t mind his shoes getting into the water and went directly to this cobblestone beach that was deep to the calf. "Well, the water is not urgent, and it is estimated that it has become flat because of the area." Before the competitors arrived at Whitewater, he surrounded himself with his arms and watched the sun shining on the beach through the gaps in the trees above his head.
The scene is quiet and the referee in charge is also a martial arts expert. Actually, this piece of nature is integrated without any spoiling performance. The opponent of Whitewater is about three o’clock in the afternoon. He just arrived ten minutes before the game. This guy came to the helicopter by helicopter to wash the airflow, which is very spoiling, and Whitewater frowned slightly. It is rare for him to be arty …
It’s a naked black man with a dirty braid and a pair of loose trousers and bare feet. This guy is almost full of rhythm. Walking around a few steps is like dancing and singing. The rhythm is very infectious. This nigger also brings his own BGM. There is a small speaker hanging around his waist, and music seems to be reggae. This guy skipped around and even pointed at his knuckles, so Whitewater couldn’t see what genre the goods were.
"Mostly I flow," thought Whitewater. This nigger stands as tall as he is, and he is also a good hitter. Black people are always good hitters because of his natural sense of rhythm. Sure enough, this nigger jumps forward and backward in reggae music, punching and kicking as he pleases, but it is a pity that he has no waves …
It’s not impossible to beat the nigger with a strong sense of rhythm, but the absence of waves means that he has no long-distance containment ability. White waves bully the nigger with hurricane and gale boxing recklessly. If he flashes or jumps over, the white waves invite him to eat genocide, cut and imitate the dragon boxing. So after a minute of fighting, the nigger ate more than a dozen waves and was finally sent away by a white tiger Caesar wave.
Really bruised and unable to fall to the ground, the referee motioned Whitewater to go to this guy after winning, and a stretcher simply carried him away for treatment? Well, it depends on what this guy is going to do with himself. The referee is responsible for taking him to the street, even if the white tide is over, it will be a victory in World War I.
When he returned to his room, he was surprised … There were two men in black wearing sunglasses. One man in black was thin and small, but he seemed to have ADHD all the time, while the other man in black was handsome and tall. Have you ever seen this? It’s not surprising that the tall man brushed out a piece of paper, and it was a master’s dead head …
Chapter four hundred and four Things have been sent
Whitewater really wants to say that he didn’t see or know, and he really wants to say that I know where this thief is! But in the end, he also said something that was not very impressive. Then he took out the wanted order and the handsome man Gherardini "Oh?" In ADHD thin simply smiled "is also a heart deathless if let me talk to this little brother"
Handsome male eyebrows slightly wrinkled "broken to say? I broke this … the name is not beautiful. "The thin man still laughed." Amitabha, I don’t do this all the year round. Now I have already cultivated my morality. This little brother said that he would definitely tell me what he knows. "
When the two men hit it off, it was probably when Whitewater was dead and Whitewater’s hands were shaking, so he simply left the goalkeeper and went outside.
Is there? It should be that there is no white wave in the fart, and every cell is frantically warning him to run quickly or he will be dead. These two men in black are taller than the stalwart in the eyes of white wave, and the roots are two majestic peaks that can’t see the top of the mountain. This impression is the same as when he saw the demon monk violently shaking his thief, the army master Zhou Shubi. He "shallowly repaired" the roots and couldn’t see who these four were better.
"Ask … come out … whether … whether this mountain is the highest? Or another height is higher than the sky. "This guy’s shaking voice sang a sentence that reflected his feeling that two people outside could feel smiling from a white wave. He was familiar with this kind of smile-he laughed like this when he killed people.
For a moment, Whitewater saw that he was actually in a circular ring made of ancient Daqing stone, surrounded by stars all over the sky. This is not martial arts. This is pure magic. The world can’t do anything about such means. Whitewater just appears in the ring, while the opposite is a hairy-faced tripterygium wilfordii buddy. At first glance, Whitewater is a wry smile-Mr. Zhang is not familiar with this golden monkey, and he has to meet almost every summer and winter vacation.
On the other hand, the vertical line on the forehead of the tall and handsome man immediately reminded Whitewater of Qingyuan Miao Dao Zhen Jun, a famous vicious man, who has no idea now. If he can fight, he will fight a dozen and then wait to be blasted by the other side. Anyway, even if he can play his part-yes, it is a powerful force among his innate masters. Even if he can play this role, it is still not as good as the immortal green lion in Lingshan.
And at present, I’m afraid either of these two is better than the Green Lion. Many white waves must be bad. It’s not his style to do nothing. This white wave is also posing as a hand-held white tiger phantom, roaring wildly, and the challenge is also blowing up. At this time, the white wave is really fast and the world is constrained badly. Now I suddenly feel that I am exerting my strength and getting a better turn.
This white tide is surging, and there is the skinny monkey in a suit opposite him. This monkey is also scratching his head and laughing. It is a punch to reach out and show his heart. This is the saying that the fist root is not solid, but the finger is stretched out and played. This hairy finger is also mixed and does not pop up seriously. It is more like bending and straightening.
And whitewater shoveled all the way out in a whirl …
Behind the challenge, a wall rises, and whitewater is heavily embedded in the wall. There is venting in your mouth. "Good grandson, don’t pretend that you are practicing kung fu horizontally. Where is the old one? You can kill it with a single finger." The monkey crossed his hands and jumped and said that whitewater pulled himself out of the wall very hard and his mouth was still bleeding. "Fuck you! An old woman has broken at least seventeen bones! " However, this is really a finger …
Otherwise, the monkey pulled out a sad stick and came to whitewater as if … "Wait, that stick is more than seven tons, right? Maybe I can hold it? " Wave fantasy line again
"You this grandson really don’t know this sea thief is not your teacher? It’s even more serious for the teacher to commit dozens of crimes in Lingshan. We will arrest him. You are his apprentice. You have committed something. Come with us. "This monkey is quite serious, but the more serious and lively it is, the more serious it is. It seems to be serious to talk.
"There is no such rule! The master made a mistake and asked his apprentice to take the lead! Besides, my Lord, I haven’t committed anything yet! Otherwise, you monkey, why don’t you tell me about the old crime? ！” Whitewater how to also want to say a few words at this time the third eye Eva smiled "you are that guy ACTS son this made dogma! And want to debate dogma? You read the laws of heaven first and find a good judge to say again. "
Monkey Sun didn’t go any further to beat whitewater, but it was luck to click on the bone-that’s right, he was a thirteen-Pacific insurance company who practiced the golden bell to clamp the broken bone with his muscles. It was normal to fuck whitewater, so it seemed that there was no chance to run away-he didn’t know how to escape from this world. Are you looking for my master? " An overbearing word rang in the stars all over the sky
"Before you a thief PeiJun? Some people have already caught you as a disciple. "It’s also the Monkey Sun who shakes his body. It seems that it’s cool. When he touches the wind from his ear, it’s a big stick and his heart falls into his stomach. It’s pitiful that he is ready to go to jail-it’s reasonable to say that the demon-cutting platform is still not there, right? His master appeared and still fell from the sky.
Feet wearing a pair of multi-eared Ma Xie directly stepped on the ring to shake out a shock wave. This fake/real hero Zhou Shubi appeared in this way. This shock wave directly made Yang Jian and Hericium erinaceus have to pose and block a baboon monster stronger than whitewater. He looked back at whitewater and bared his teeth and smiled. "I told you when I was a disciple, even if you were unlucky?" Do you want to break in and betray your teacher? Don’t worry about not taking back your martial arts. Ha ha ha ha ha ha. "
"joke! Am I that kind of person? You’re a thief with the army. Just get caught and go to jail early! " White waves are also the head of iron. Zhou Shubi not only did not get annoyed, but laughed more and more. "My old grandson’s fingers are itchy, so Jiro Zhenjun will bear with me!" The monkey head can’t stand it anymore. It’s a blow to jump up and take the pledge directly.
Chapter four hundred and fifty Run away
This stick was picked up when the storm hit, and even the stick head showed signs of cracking. Bai Langlang’s madness was immediately broken with this stick. As a result, one of them even failed to be a meat sauce, and an iron claw grabbed the stick head. "You monkey are so ignorant. I don’t know where you can win the Buddha with one fight. How can you be confident and fight with your master?" You can do it together. Aha, hahaha, it’s a master to fight for nothing! "
As the monster said this, he conveniently struck out a punch to make the monkey stick of Sun take the lead in the fierce battle. Zhou Shubi was cut into fists and fists, and the monkey stick of Sun was superb-even if it was robbed, the long stick could still skillfully hit the monster with great strength-forcing him to block and dodge the whitewater. It was thrilling to see, but even his eyes could see that these two guys were not serious yet.
Then Yang Jian leans aside very casually. He is too lazy to care about whitewater. Seeing that whitewater is bouncing on his fingers is also glowing. It seems that he also wants to have a fight and have a good time. This master’s business is also serious. It seems that he claims to be playing in vain. It is not bragging-now he has pulled out a stick to fight against the Buddha and still has a good time.
This master is almost as good at boxing, paws and claws as Whitewater, and his tricks are also very close. But he has already seen Whitewater, and he is also longing for it. He has learned a lot from fighting. The boxing theory is exquisite in Wudao. Oh, that thing seems to come down in one continuous line with the real master and apprentice, and it never plays with emptiness. At first sight, I didn’t see anything like the integration of heaven and earth and the martial arts.
The monkey was beaten by Zhou Shubi. The monkey ate a few fists and immediately roared. The Buddhist tolerance was directly thrown to Java. The suit crashed into dust and it was replaced by a gold lock, a phoenix wing and a purple crown. The red cloak behind the lotus root walking boots fluttered fiercely. Once this monkey showed such a form, its combat effectiveness immediately increased by dozens of times …
"Monkey King?" Whitewater looked at his master and said contemptuously, then this guy will shake his face and it will be very fierce. Now it is even more fierce to shift in the direction of evil. Even now, this kind of body is full of dozens of illusions, and the iron bar will be waved all over the sky like a stick shadow. However, after all, it will not be able to fight the baboon’s fist. This baboon will also shake Yang Jian’s face with a punch.
I’m afraid this division will be broken. These two guys can hold on to each other in a big fight. It didn’t take long before they really smashed the white waves. Look at the surrounding terrain and don’t know if it’s Huangsha Wan Li "Central Asia?" This guy is not sure about his body, but now both of them have stopped. Zhou Shubi went to Whitewater and picked him up. "You loser broke 17 bones with one finger of this monkey. It’s a shame to lose my master."
The baboon said so, but Whitewater thought he was not angry. Looking at the Monkey King and Jiro Zhenjun, Whitewater found that they had nothing to arrest their master. The monkey put a stick to his shoulder and put two claws on it. "It’s really annoying that you, a thief, don’t have fun with your grandfather Sun."
"Watch your fucking mouth. Who are you and grandpa?" Zhou Shubi directly retorted, "You broken monkey can’t beat my mouth to get a bargain-I’ll kill you sooner or later!" The Monkey King laughed, "Come on, come on, your grandfather is waiting to be killed by you!"
Then there are all kinds of vulgar words. Yang Jian seems to have a handsome headache, and his face is a wry smile. "Amitabha’s fight against Buddha and Mo has made a lie ring. You are really not this evil opponent. Hahahahaha." A good monk suddenly appeared with great pride and directly poked Sun Dasheng’s lung tube-is this good monk really a monk who broke the ring?
Whitewater felt that it was a huge mistake for him to appear here-mom was involved in these four big fights, and how many lives could not hold. He thought it would be like running away-seeing that big fights can effectively improve his martial arts, but it is too dangerous and easy to die, so he wondered if he could let his master send him away?
The demon monk is still naked. This monk is so strong that he pokes the lung tube. In return, Sun Monkey is hostile. "You old devil will never be spared!" Maybe it’s the Buddha’s natural disgust after seeing the demon? This is also a lack of Buddhism practice. Otherwise, he should try to make this monty achieve his own way. Now it seems that he is going to be given a degree by monty-he will come to beat this demon monk when he is angry with the stick.
Then he was stopped by Yang Jian, and Zhou Shubi also bombarded the demon monk with one punch, and then he made a face-crossing punch-Zhou Baboon punched Zhou Baboon with one punch and knocked Zhou Baboon with one punch … "Mom is still hard enough!" Zhou Shubi took a bite and said, "Amitabha Buddha is the same to you." The demon monk also casually folded into one.
"If you want to fight or kill this, can you let me go first?" Bai Lang raised his hand and said that Zhou Baboon covered his face and seemed to feel a little ashamed, but then he gave a strange laugh. The demon monk was also a good monty and grabbed Bai Lang. Then he stepped on his foot for a moment and Bai Lang had lost everything to the master outside his house.
"God knows everything …" Whitewater can explain this. I didn’t expect this demon monk to treat him well. It was a responsive humanitarian. "The world is already very dangerous. Now that the thief and the army master have been found, their old appearance has also been lit up by some departments. I think I am sad the day after tomorrow-maybe I will go to squat in the bitter kiln. What a smelly rule! I haven’t broken the law yet! "
This is the smelly law in feudal society, and there is a so-called melon vine copying master who has something to do-it seems that it is good that he is even seated in this bureau. There is also a rule in this world that if the fist adults talk, if he will smash the first batch of people, it is estimated that it will take more than ten years to catch people later. It depends on whether it is true day by day.
Chapter four hundred and six Success
However, isn’t the most appropriate "master save me!" What? Take this opportunity to let Zhou Shubi and them take him out of this world, otherwise he will be blocked if he stays in this world. This foundation is to capture him alive-Shiro really knows how to show him in this small world. The heavenly soldiers and generals all have this kind of things. After the so-called "boundary" exhibition, Shiro will be miserable.
The surest way is to let them take him away and go back to their own world, so at least they can still have a fighting force. If this world is suppressed, it will be miserable … Why don’t you run away quickly?
On the other hand, what is this thief of his own with the army master, the demon monk and Sun Dasheng Jiro? It’s supposed to be a wanted man, but it doesn’t look like it. So is it because you can fight all over appreciate each other? Whitewater thinks it’s probably that officials and bandits collude with their own master. It’s certainly not simple, and the Great Sage and Erlang also like to make trouble-to say, Erlang and his uncle don’t deal with it.
What’s wrong is that two western experts in heaven came out to be happy in the name of catching Zhou Shubi, a thief. Of course, we can’t catch this monster back at the first time. Besides, this monster can fight these two together very well, and at most we have the confidence to kill him without capturing Zhou Shubi alive.
Bai Lang thinks that these two are afraid that they won’t cover for him, and their master may not necessarily stand out for him-this kind of temper, but all masters like to do this kind of thing. "If I keep saying that I want to run away, I am afraid that this master or my heart is worried?" The problem is how to say that he doesn’t know if he can let the master hear "master, let me go back there and don’t stay here!" In case someone catches me, it is purely a pit for me! "
If Zhou Shubi didn’t pull him out of the back … it seems nothing, but it’s also quite sad to leave like this. It’s a pity that Yingying Yanyan is worth five or six hundred million yen, but Sakata is worth five or six hundred million yen. Playing with him all my life is gone, and there is nothing to gain-but this woman is special. I’m afraid she doesn’t value money because this woman is a pervert.
A black smoke brushed the horizon, and then a Han Ling fell. "You are really afraid of death and lost my master’s face." The baboon monster complained as soon as he landed, but he looked at a white wave. "Looking closely, it is a good-looking skin-no matter what your master is doing, you can’t keep going like this. You are too weak to absorb the green lion’s blood-otherwise the white tiger will stop it!"
After Zhou Shubi spoke a few words, he also grabbed Whitewater. This guy also came to see Peach and Sakata and waved a few eyes. What is the feeling? A little bit and a night, the husband and wife rolled for a hundred days. The sheets always have feelings, but Whitewater doesn’t owe them anything. Who is more cool? Whitewater can’t even say it’s himself, but it also takes them to make a fortune … What’s the parting time? Whitewater will be more free and easy.