"Young man, you don't know how high the sky is or how deep the earth is!"
The Buddha's smile faded, and he suddenly became a different person. He exerted a little force on his feet, and his legs seemed to take root on the bluestone steps. Then he slowly put his hands behind his back.
One person, one mountain!
As the saying goes, "Power comes from the ground, and fists come from the heart." This kind of aura is ten times stronger than Ma Chao's fists that sounded like thunder and wind. Dushe had already had a hard time dealing with Ma Chao. Although he defeated the enemy with one move, he took a punch on his shoulder and still couldn't muster any strength, let alone the Buddha who was even more powerful than Ma Chao. However, he has always been a ruthless and desperate criminal who never knew what fear was. He bent forward, gathered strength in his legs, and stared at the Buddha with cold eyes, waiting for Wen Liang's order, and the dagger in his hand was about to deliver a fierce blow.
Fa Sao, Niu Dao and other onlookers not only did not have any professional ethics to worry about the boss, but they were all very excited, just like otakus who met a goddess. If they were given a roll of paper, they would be so excited that they would masturbate to create a nation.
The skills of Master Fo have always been a mystery on Guanshan Road. Although they are said to be miraculous, in recent years there have been fewer and fewer situations where it is worthy of him to take action, or where he needs to take action. Everyone has only heard of him but never seen him. Many people do not believe that Master Fo, who looks no different from an ordinary person, could be a master, just as many people do not believe that he, who always has a amiable smile, could be the behind-the-scenes controller of the entire Jiangdong car smuggling business.
When they thought about how awesome it would be to witness the Buddha in action today and talk about it when they get back, the group of people couldn't help but be filled with anticipation and excitement. If they weren't afraid of the Buddha's might, some of them might have cheered.
Ma Chao stared at Master Buddha's every move intently, fearing that there would be any mistakes or omissions. He had already stepped into the door of boxing, and compared to most laymen who could only watch the fun, he could better appreciate the power and murderous intent hidden in Master Buddha's simple moves.
The reputation is well-deserved!
A few drops of cold sweat oozed out of the palm of Viper's right hand holding the knife. The Buddha seemed to be standing casually, with his chest wide open and his feet unsteady. If it were another person, he would be confident that he could stab the other party seventeen or eighteen times before the other party could react, but facing this person, he had no desire to attack.
Shi Daqing was more nervous than anyone else. He couldn't afford to offend either side. If a conflict occurred, it would be wrong to not help either side, nor to side with one side. He wanted to mediate but no one listened. He was extremely miserable. Seeing that the situation was about to explode, his right hand subconsciously touched his waist, not knowing what to do for a moment.
A gentle look passed through the crowd, swept across Shi Daqing's waist, and his eyes narrowed slightly.
The Buddha smiled casually, like an elder instructing a younger generation, and said calmly: "Come, let the Buddha see how capable you are..."
Viper gritted his teeth and was about to rush over when a hand suddenly pressed down on his shoulder. A gentle and slightly mocking voice rang in his ears, saying, "What era is this? You're still shouting about fighting and killing. How unsophisticated! Put away your knife first. If others are disrespectful, should we be embarrassed along with them?"
The smile on Master Fo's face froze instantly. Sister Fa almost vomited blood and angrily said, "Fuck you. I wanted to hit you just now, and now you are the one who is disgusting me. You have the final say when you open your mouth, right?"
Wen Liang smiled nonchalantly and said, "I don't have the final say, but now we live in a society ruled by law, so naturally someone has the final say." He waved at Shi Daqing and said, "Director Shi, I'm calling the police now. Someone is robbing on the road. What do you think we should do?"
Just now, the Buddha spoke rudely and didn't give Shi Daqing any face. Shi Daqing was also angry. No matter how powerful you are, Yishan is his territory after all. Even a strong dragon will suppress a local snake. Besides, is Wen Liang easy to mess with
But he was angry, and he couldn't really let Master Buddha and Wen Liang quarrel out of control. Wen Liang just spoke, and from his tone it seemed that there was a possibility of reconciliation, so he squeezed in between the two and tried to smooth things over: "We are all here to worship Buddha and burn incense, praying for peace and harmony. Let's take a step back. Young Master Wen, please make way and let Master Buddha go up the mountain first. Master Buddha, don't worry about the two injured brothers anymore. I'll pay for the medical expenses. How about that?"
These words did not offend anyone and the handling was relatively fair. Shi Daqing had been able to survive in Yishan for many years and it seemed that he was not a fool who knew nothing. However, today was destined to be his unlucky day, as neither side was willing to deal with each other.
The Buddha gently moved the three Buddhist beads with his hands behind his back and said calmly: "I appreciate Director Shi's kindness. How about this? I will take a step back. As long as the person who hurt my men kneels down and kowtows three times, I will be generous and forgive him this time..."
What people seek in their life is face. Even if someone stabs them in the leg, they will not kneel down and kowtow to admit their mistake. The Buddha said that he took a step back, but in fact, he was going too far. Not only did he offend Shi Daqing, but he also intended to force Wen Liang into a state of no return.
"fart!"
As soon as Wen Liang finished speaking, a cold smile appeared on the corner of the Viper's mouth. He kicked the ground with both feet, and his body flew into the air. Looking down from above, the cold light in his hand went straight to the face of the Buddha. Shi Daqing was startled, leaned over and staggered to avoid it, and just bumped into Wen Liang.
"Be careful!" Wen Liang helped him with a smile, and reached out his right hand to touch his waist. As expected, he touched an "old friend" that he hadn't seen for a long time, the Type 64 police pistol known as the little cannon.
The Buddha raised his head, closed his eyes slightly, and stared at the tip of the knife stabbing at his face. He snorted with disdain, and his right hand with the Buddhist beads suddenly appeared in front of him, as if it had been there waiting for the poisonous snake to come to him.
Bang!
The tip of the knife was stuck in the hard Bodhi wood and could not go any further. The Buddha turned his wrist and pinched the blade with his thumb and index finger. He pulled it gently and kicked out with his right foot at the same time like lightning, heading straight for the root of the poisonous snake.
He has a merciful face but powerful methods, and he wants the poisonous snake to have no descendants!
The venomous snake had not yet landed steadily, and his body was suddenly stressed, and he fell forward. Seeing that the Buddha was about to kick him in the lower body, Wen Liang jumped down three steps in a flash, grabbed the venomous snake's waist, and pulled it back with force, shouting, "Pull out the knife!"
Seeing that the situation was not good, the poisonous snake had to let go of the dagger that he regarded as his life, and with the help of Wen Liang, he twisted his waist and raised his legs, bending his knees to block in front of him. With a thud, he felt a piercing pain in his knees, but he also avoided the tragic life of practicing the Sunflower Manual.
The Buddha shouted "Okay" and slowly moved forward, kicking out again, still aiming directly at the snake's lower body. For him, missing the target would be a great shame, so he used all his strength this time. Unless the opponent was the reincarnation of Buddha, there was no way he could escape.
A gentle voice sounded: "Stop!"
The Buddha's legs, as fast as the wind, stopped the moment he approached the poisonous snake. He had to stop because the muzzle of a black gun was pointing at his forehead at a distance of ten centimeters!
From the time when the venomous snake attacked, the Buddha counterattacked, to Wen Liang raising his gun to stop them, it took no more than ten seconds. The three of them advanced and retreated, leaping up and down like rabbits, with extremely agile movements, which dazzled the eyes and made it almost impossible to tell what was happening.
At this moment, the scene was still, and everyone finally understood the situation in the field, and they all gasped. Fa Sao's legs went limp, and she and Niu Dao and others subconsciously took a few steps back. Ma Chao, however, tried to struggle forward despite his leg injury, but he was powerless and fell to the ground with a plop.
The Buddha slowly retracted his legs, his right hand hanging between his waist and abdomen, his thumb flicked the Buddhist beads, and smiled, "Gun?"
Wen Liang took a step forward, put the muzzle of the gun against his forehead without any hesitation, and chuckled, "Yes, in this era, it's too rustic to still use fists, feet and knives."
Shi Daqing didn't stand still until then. He glanced at the gun in Wen Liang's hand, his face changed drastically, he touched his waist, cold sweat ran down his forehead, and he hurriedly advised: "Mr. Wen, calm down, calm down, there are bullets in this gun..."
Buddha's eyes narrowed, Wen Liang keenly caught his subtle changes, and said with a smile: "Buddha, you heard it, you'd better lower your right hand first. No matter how fast you are, you can't be faster than a bullet!"
The Buddha looked at Wen Liang for a moment, then slowly dropped his right hand to his leg and said, "Young man, shooting requires courage. I don't believe you dare..."
Bang!
The bullet ejected from the cold gun barrel flew past the Buddha's ear at high speed. The wind it brought cut his huge earlobe like a knife, causing a dull pain. The roar almost made his eardrum bleed.
Wen Liang once again pressed the muzzle of the gun, which was still warm, against Master Fo's brow, and with his lips slightly raised, he said, "Oh, I forgot to tell you one thing. At my age, let alone shooting, killing people is not even considered illegal! Master Fo, you are so generous, why don't you try a bet?"
As soon as the gunshots rang out, the scene suddenly fell silent. Not to mention the gangsters like Fa Sao, even Shi Daqing was frightened and his face turned pale. The knee of the poisonous snake was broken by the Buddha's kick, but he still stood up with full of respect, looking at Wen Liang with eyes full of respect. Lei Fang and Zhu Zixuan, on the other hand, had seen Wen Liang's feat of burning cars in the capital, so they were not surprised by this. Compared with Mo Xiaoan, what was the Buddha
The Buddha suddenly increased the speed at which he moved the Buddhist beads, and it was obvious that he was struggling violently in his heart. The more knowledgeable they were, the more they understood that powerful and dissolute young men did things as they pleased without ever considering the possible consequences. It was not impossible that they would really shoot and kill someone if they got angry.
"If you don't dare to gamble, then get out of the way!"
Master Buddha had seen many storms in his life, but he had never been forced to this point. Wen Liang's face gradually turned cold, and the ruthlessness in his eyes was definitely not what a young man of his age should have. The finger on the trigger began to exert force. Master Buddha finally took a step back, turned sideways and smiled, "Heroes emerge from youth. I like Master Wen's character very much. If we have the opportunity to come to Guanshan in the future, we must get closer!"
"It's up to you, but to be honest, I don't have much to talk about with older people. There's a generation gap!" Wen Liang said a few words, then turned his gun towards Fa Sao and said, "Come here!"
Seeing that Master Buddha had surrendered, Mrs. Fa dared not resist and moved closer tremblingly. Before she could say anything, Wen Liang suddenly kicked her on the knee. There was a crisp sound of fracture. Mrs. Fa screamed and rolled to the ground, holding her leg and twisting around. The scene was extremely miserable.
The Buddha's eyebrows twitched, and the anger on his face was clearly visible, and he immediately changed from a kind-looking Bodhisattva to a furious Vajra. Wen Liang smiled and said, "I have always been clear about gratitude and resentment, but today I will make an exception and give you a favor. You hurt my people, so you can use this butt seller to replace them. In the end, you still make a profit, right?"
The Buddha closed his eyes and took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again, he looked very calm and said, "Yes, Master Wen handled it very well and gave me face. I will definitely repay this favor in the future."
"I'm glad you understand. I'll wait for you to come back and repay me one day." Wen Liang waved his hand and said jokingly, "Don't be like White Snake and make me wait for a thousand years."
Zhu Zixuan laughed loudly, no matter how ugly the Buddha's face was, and said: "Wen Liang, you are great! If I were this old man, I would probably be pissed off to death by you, hahaha!"
Buddha is middle-aged, but his skin is round and his face is fair. He is not an old man at all. However, in Zhu Zixuan's eyes, as long as she doesn't like him, he is ugly. Wen Liang no longer pays attention to Buddha, and turns to the venomous snake and asks: "Can you move?"
The venomous snake tried it and was sweating from the pain. He said, "I'm afraid it won't work..."
Wen Liang squatted down and wanted to carry him down the mountain without saying anything. Dushe was terrified and refused to accept the offer, but was finally forced to carry him. Dushe had a cold temper, but was almost moved to tears by Wen Liang's move. He climbed on his back and didn't move, fearing that he would cause him more trouble.
If you treat me as a human being, I will give you my life!
Simple, rough, yet revealing an invincible heroism in its wildness!
Those who are loyal are mostly butchers, and those who are unfaithful are mostly scholars!
A man doesn’t care about origins, he only cares about success or failure!
Lei Fang had been standing by and watching how Wen Liang solved these troubles, which were neither big nor small, until he defeated Wen Liang with his strength and took control of the situation with a quick and decisive move. He had to admit his admiration from the bottom of his heart, and then saw Wen Liang willingly bend down and carry the poisonous snake on his back, even if it was just to win people's hearts. This affectation was even better than that of the Buddha.
Combined with his performance in the capital, Lei Fang could only say that he was gifted by heaven. No wonder such a person could make the arrogant Ning Xi's heart beat fast!
In fact, Lei Fang was really overthinking it. The poisonous snake was injured while protecting his side, so Wen Liang naturally had the responsibility to take him down the mountain. This was not bribery, nor was it pretense. It was just that he didn't treat others as equals from the perspective of a superior.
The four of them walked away, and from a distance they heard Wen Liang shouting, "Director Shi, if you don't come down the mountain, I'll throw away my gun!"
Shi Daqing suddenly realized that Wen Liang had given him a chance to escape, and said with a wry smile: "It's not easy for me to accompany you guys after all this trouble. Pufang Temple is not far up there. Boss Fo, Boss Bu, you guys can have fun, I have to hurry over to collect my guns, bye."
He returned the gun to Shi Daqing at the foot of the mountain. He would naturally take care of the rest. After giving him a few words of encouragement, he turned around and got into the car.
Qingzhou is in sight!
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