"Young man, don't know the world is high!"

The Buddha smiled and suddenly felt like he had become a different person. He exerted a little force under his feet, and his legs seemed to have rooted on the bluestone steps. Then he slowly carried his hands behind him.

One person, one mountain!

As the saying goes, "force starts from the ground, fists come from the heart." This aura of Yue Zhi is ten times stronger than Ma Chao's fist power that is hidden by the sound of wind and thunder. The poisonous snake had already struggled to deal with Ma Chao just now. Although he defeated the enemy with one move, he was hard on his shoulder and could not raise any strength yet, let alone the Buddha Lord who was even more powerful than Ma Chao in front of him. However, he has always been a ruthless desperate, and never knew what it was to be afraid of. He bent in front of his waist, gathered his legs, and stared at the Buddha Lord with a cold look. Just waiting for Wen Liang's order, the short dagger in his hand was about to emit a sharp blow.

Fasao, Niu Dao and other onlookers not only did not have any professional ethics of worrying about the boss, but instead showed excitement, just like an otaku met a goddess, and could excite a nation even if he gave them a roll of paper.

The Buddha's skills have always been a mystery on Guanshan Road. Although it is so amazing, it has been worthy of his actions in recent years, or there are fewer and fewer scenes that require him to take action. Everyone only hears his name but does not see his appearance. Many people do not believe that the Buddha, who looks no different from ordinary people, will be a master. Just as many people do not believe that he, who always smiles and is amiable person, will be the behind-the-scenes controller of the entire Jiangdong smuggling car business.

When they thought about how awesome it was to witness the Buddha's actions today and use it as a topic of conversation after going back, a group of people couldn't help but look forward to it and excitement. If they weren't afraid of the Buddha's power, maybe someone would be able to cheer up.

Ma Chao stared at the Buddha's every move in a hurry, fearing that there would be any mistakes or missing. He had already stepped into the door of fist. Compared with most laymen who only know how to watch the fun, he could better understand the hidden power and murderous intent in the Buddha's simple move.

With its reputation, it is well-deserved!

A few drops of cold sweat oozed out of the palm of the right hand of the poisonous snake holding the knife. The Buddha seemed to stand casually. The empty door on his chest was wide open, and his feet were not bad. He changed to another person. He was confident that he could stab him seventeen or eighteen times before the other party reacted. But when facing this person, he did not have any attacks.

Shi Daqing was nervous than anyone else. He couldn't afford to offend both sides. Once there was a conflict, he didn't help each other, nor did he help one side, but no one listened to the fight. He was so distressed that he saw the situation was about to break out. His right hand subconsciously touched his waist, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

Wen Liang's eyes passed through the crowd, swept across Shi Daqing's waist, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The Buddha smiled casually, as if an elder was guiding the younger generation, and said nothing: "Come on, let the Buddha see how capable the boy is..."

The poisonous snake gritted its teeth. Just as it was about to rush over, a hand suddenly pressed his shoulder. Wen Liang's slightly mocking voice sounded in his ears. He said, "What era is it, and he still shouts about fighting and killing, isn't it rustling? Put away the knife first, others have no good deeds, can we embarrass you?"

The Buddha's smile that had just been filled with froze on his face, and his sister-in-law almost vomited out an old blood, and said angrily: "Damn it, you are going to hit you just now, and you are the one who is disgusting now. The word "official" is all right. Is it all right?"

Wen Liang smiled indifferently and said, "What I said is not the final word, but now it is a legal society, so naturally someone has the final word." He waved to Shi Daqing and said, "Director Shi, I call the police now and someone blocks the road and robs. How do you deal with it?"

Just now, Master Buddha said badly and didn’t give him any face. Shi Daqing was also angry. No matter how big you are, Yishan is his territory. A strong dragon can’t suppress the local snake. Besides, is Wen Liang easy to mess with?

But no matter how angry he was, he could not really make the Buddha and Wen Liang quarrel out of control. Wen Liang happened to say that he seemed to have the possibility of reconciliation. He hurriedly squeezed between the two of them and smoothed out: "Everyone is here to worship Buddha and burn incense, asking for peace and harmony. Take a step back. Mr. Wen, please give me a way and let Buddha go up the mountain first. Master Buddha, don't care about the matter of hurting these two brothers. I'll pay for the medical money, how about it?"

These words are not offended, and the handling is fair. Shi Daqing has been able to stand in Yishan for many years and it seems that he is not a fool who doesn't know anything. However, today is destined to be his unlucky day, and there is no one who is good at ease with each other.

The Buddha's hand behind him gently plucked three Buddhist beads and said calmly: "Director Shi has recognized the kindness of his heart. Let's take another step back. As long as the person under my command is injured, knelt down and kowtow three times, I will spare him this time..."

What a person wants for life is face. Even if he is stabbed in the leg, he cannot kneel down and kowtow to admit his mistake. The Buddha said that he took a step back, but in fact he was too much. Not only did he refute Shi Daqing's face, but he also deliberately forced Wen Liang to have no way out.

"fart!"

As soon as Wen Liang finished speaking, a cold smile appeared on the corner of the poisonous snake's mouth, and his feet suddenly pushed the ground, his body soared into the air, and he looked down from a high point. The cold light in his hand rushed straight to the Buddha's face. Shi Daqing was startled and staggered, and just hit Wen Liang.

"Be careful!" Wen Liang smiled and helped him, touched his waist with his right hand. Sure enough, he touched an "old friend" whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and the Type 64 police ****, known as the small steel cannon.

The Buddha raised his head, his eyes closed slightly, and he looked straight at the tip of the knife and snorted coldly. His right hand with the Buddhist beads suddenly appeared in front of him, as if it had been waiting for the poisonous snake to come to him.

Bang!

The tip of the knife stabbed the hard Bodhi wood without any inch. The Buddha flipped his wrist and clamped the blade with his thumb and index finger. He pulled it gently, and kicked out his right foot in the same lightning, heading straight for the descendants of the poisonous snake.

Buddha's face is merciful and thunderous. He actually wants a poisonous snake to lose his son and grandson!

The poisonous snake fell to the ground and was suddenly under force. It leaned forward and fell over. Seeing that the Buddha was about to hit the vital point of his lower body, Wen Liang jumped down three steps with one step, grabbed the poisonous snake's back, pulled it back hard, and shouted: "Remove the knife!"

Seeing that the situation was not good, the poisonous snake had to let go of the dagger that regarded as life. With the help of Wen Liang, he twisted his waist and raised his legs, bent his knees and blocked his body. With a thump, a piercing pain came from his knees, but he also escaped the tragic life of practicing the Sunflower Book.

The Buddha shouted "Okay", and his body moved forward in a flash. He kicked it out again, and the target was still aiming directly at the lower body of the poisonous snake. For him, if one move was not hit, it would be a great shame. So this time, he tried his best and could no longer avoid it unless the other party was the reincarnation of the Buddha.

Wen Liang's faint voice sounded: "Stop!"

Buddha's legs stopped as he approached the poisonous snake, because a dark muzzle was facing his eyebrows ten centimeters away!

From the attack of the poisonous snake, the Buddha's counterattack to Wen Liang raising his gun to stop him, in just ten seconds, the three of them advanced and retreated, and the rabbit jumped up, and they were extremely neat, which made people dazzled and could hardly tell what was happening.

At this moment, the scene was still, and everyone understood the situation in the field. They all gasped. The sister-in-law's legs became weak, and Niu Dao and others subconsciously took a few steps back. However, Ma Chao endured the leg injury and tried to struggle forward. However, he was powerless and fell to the ground with a plop.

The Buddha slowly withdrew his leg, lowered his right hand between his waist and abdomen, and tweaked the Buddhist beads with his thumb, and said with a smile: "Gun?"

Wen Liang took a step forward, and his muzzle pressed his forehead without hesitation, and chuckled: "Yes, in this era, what else can you use to punch, kick, and knife? It's too rustic."

Shi Daqing stood firm until then. He glanced at the gun in Wen Liang's hand, his face changed drastically, and he touched his waist with his hands, and cold sweat fell down his forehead. He hurriedly persuaded him: "Mr. Wen, calm down. Calm down, there are bullets in this gun..."

The Buddha's eyes narrowed, Wen Liang keenly captured his subtle changes and smiled: "Master Buddha, you heard it, it's better to lower your right hand first. No matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than the bullet!"

Buddha looked at Wen Liang for a moment, his right hand slowly drooped to the side of his legs and said, "Young man, shooting requires courage. I don't believe you dare..."

Bang!

The cold gun chamber ejected bullets and swung at high speed and flew past Buddha's ears. The wind brought up was like a knife, which cut the huge earlobes with a faint pain, and the roar almost trembled the eardrum.

Wen Liang once again pressed the still-warm gun against Master Buddha's eyebrows, his lips slightly raised, and said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you something. At my age, not to mention shooting, killing people is not even illegal! Master Buddha, you are so bold, why not bet on betting?"

As soon as the gunshot sounded, the scene suddenly became silent. Not to mention the group of gangsters such as Fasao, even Shi Daqing was so scared that his face turned pale. The poisonous snake's knee was kicked by Master Buddha, but he still stood up hard, and his eyes were full of respect when he looked at Wen Liang. However, Lei Fang and Zhu Zixuan had seen Wen Liang's feat of burning cars in the capital, so he was not surprised by this. Compared to Mo Xiaoan, Master Buddha is a scallion?

The Buddha suddenly accelerated his speed of pulling the Buddhist beads, and he was obviously struggling violently. The more knowledgeable they were, the more they understood, the more they understood that the powerful playboys would do whatever they wanted when they did things, and never considered the possible consequences. With their temperaments, it was not impossible to really shoot and kill people.

"If you don't dare to gamble, just let the way out!"

The Buddha had seen so many strong winds and waves in his life, but he had never been forced into this situation. Wen Liang's face gradually turned cold. The ruthlessness in his eyes should not be the feeling that a young man of his age should have. He hooked the trigger and began to force his fingers. The Buddha finally took a step back and turned to smile and said, "Heroes are young men. I like Mr. Wen's personality very much. If you have the opportunity to come to Guanshan in the future, we must get closer!"

"You can do whatever you want, but to be honest, I have nothing to talk about with older people, there is a generation gap!" Wen Liang said a few words, turned to his sister-in-law and said, "Come here!"

Seeing that the Buddha was so embarrassed, Fajie didn't dare to resist. He moved to the front of him tremblingly. Before he could speak, Wen Liang suddenly kicked him in the knee. A crisp sound of fracture sounded. Fajie screamed and rolled to the ground, holding his legs and flipped it. The scene was extremely sad for a moment.

The corners of the Buddha's eyebrows trembled, and the anger on his face was clearly visible, and the Bodhisattva of Compassionate Eyebrow turned into a glaring Vajra. Wen Liang smiled and said, "I have always been a clear relationship with grudges, but today I will make an exception and give the Buddha a face. If you hurt me, you can use this butt seller instead. It's your turn to make a profit, right?"

The Buddha closed his eyes and rested, took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes with a calm expression, saying, "Yes, Mr. Wen handled it well and gave me face. I will definitely repay this kindness in the future."

"Just understand, I'll wait for you to repay your kindness in the future." Wen Liang waved his hand and joked: "But don't learn from Snake White, let me wait for a thousand years."

Zhu Zixuan laughed, no matter how ugly the Buddha's face looked, and said, "Wen Liang is a good person. If I were this old man, I would be so angry with you, hahaha!"

Master Buddha is middle-aged, but his skin is round and his face is straight, so he is not a bad old man. However, in Zhu Zixuan's eyes, as long as she doesn't like her, it's bad and ugly. Wen Liang no longer cares about Master Buddha and turned to the poisonous snake and said, "Can you still move?"

The poisonous snake tried it, and was sweating all over the pain, saying, "I'm afraid it won't work..."

Wen Liang did not say anything and squatted down to carry him down the mountain. The poisonous snake was frightened and refused to accept it. Finally, Wen Liang forced him to carry it on his back. The poisonous snake had such a cold temperament, and Wen Liang almost burst into tears. He crawled on his back and didn't move, for fear of causing him some more trouble.

If you treat me as a human being, I will give you my life!

Simple, rough, but exudes an invincible heroic spirit in the wildness!

People who are righteous are often slaughtering dogs, and those who are unfaithful are scholars!

Men do not ask where they are, they only look at success or failure!

Lei Fang kept watching to see how Wen Liang solved these troubles of saying big or small. Until he surrendered with one force and controlled the situation with a quick knife, he could not help but say the word "convinced" from the bottom of his heart, and then Wen Liang was willing to lean over and lift the poisonous snake on his back. Even to winning people's hearts, this artificiality was even better than Buddha.

Combined with his various performances in the capital, Lei Fang could only say that he was talented. No wonder such a person could make Ning Xi, who was arrogant and above all else, feel moved!

In fact, Lei Fang was really thinking too much. The poisonous snake was injured to protect his side. Wen Liang naturally had the responsibility to take him down the mountain. This was not a bribery, nor was it artificial. It was just not a person who was not above the perspective of the position and was equal to others.

The four of them left and heard Wen Liang shouting from afar: "Director Shi, if you don't go down the mountain, I'll throw the gun away!"

Shi Daqing suddenly realized that Wen Liang gave him a chance to escape, and said with a wry smile: "I can't accompany you if I make such a fuss. Pufang Temple is not far from above. Boss Buddha, Boss Bu, you can play as you like, I have to rush over and collect the guns, goodbye."

He returned the gun to Shi Daqing at the foot of the mountain, and he naturally had the rest of the matter clean. Wen Liang encouraged him a few words and turned around and drove onto the car.

Qingzhou is far away!

(Maozi's small eyes narrowed into a slit, and the sharp knife in his hand was grinding on the grinding stone. Looking at the junior and senior V who were kidnapped everywhere, he said quietly: Is the monthly ticket for this month really not in the first hundred? (If you want to know what happens next, let's see tomorrow!) (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!