Is this monk from Xuankong Temple
The moment Ye Feng discovered that the monk was an ancient warrior, an idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
But what puzzled him was why the people from Xuankong Temple came to the capital for no reason
"Ladies, who would like me to bless your jade pendant?"
The monk kept swallowing his saliva, as if he was so shocked by the beauty of the women that he couldn't help himself, and he said with a drooling face.
Ye Feng was speechless when he saw this.
He had seen many monks, but this was the first time he had encountered such a top-notch monk like this one.
This person doesn't look like a monk at all; he is clearly a monk with a shaved head.
However, this Hua Heshang kept asking for the jade pendant to be shown, and it was obvious that he had figured out the secret of the jade pendant.
"We don't want it. It will be dirty if touched by your hands. Who would be willing to wear it..."
Although the monk was handsome and his words were sincere, what awaited him was a blunt rejection from Jiang Yuxin and the others.
"What if I offer to buy it? One jade pendant is worth 500,000, how about I buy it all?"
After being rejected, the monk still did not give up and continued with a smile.
The price of this jade pendant is so expensive, how could this monk be willing to buy it for a high price of 500,000
As soon as these words came out, the guy who had originally mocked Ye Feng for fooling people with plastic signs immediately blushed and wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
Even Su Xiaoqin, Liu Yiyi and Lu Qingqing couldn't help but look at Ye Feng in surprise after hearing this.
Although they knew that Ye Feng would definitely not fool them with fake goods, and the quality of the jade pendant looked good, they still didn't expect that this thing was worth such a high price.
"Five hundred thousand a piece? Are you sending away beggars?" Jiang Yuxin curled her lips in disdain, slammed the Centurion Black Card on the table, and said indifferently: "I'll pay five million for the donkey head on your head, bald donkey, are you willing to sell it?"
The jade pendant was a gift from Ye Feng to them. Let alone five hundred thousand, even if it was five hundred, Jiang Yuxin and the others would never sell it.
Even to her, the monk's words were an insult to their feelings for Ye Feng.
"Alas, this jade pendant is an ominous object. The beautiful benefactors do not want me to help consecrate it. I am afraid there will be bloody disasters!"
Hearing Jiang Yuxin's words, the monk sighed and shook his head, with a hint of ferocity in his eyes.
Is the jade pendant an ominous sign
When Jiang Yuxin and others heard this, they couldn't help but look at Ye Feng in surprise and doubt.
"You bald ass, I don't know if this jade pendant is auspicious or not, but I can be sure that if you keep talking nonsense, I will have to chop your bald head off!"
Ye Feng tapped the table lightly and said calmly to the monk.
"The bald donkey's head is very hard, I'm afraid you can't open it..."
The monk looked at Ye Feng and smiled, then unexpectedly picked up a glass ornament and smashed it on his head.
Crash!
With a heavy blow, the glass immediately shattered into pieces. Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but scream, thinking that the monk's bald head would be pierced into a bloody gourd by the glass shards.
But when they looked closely, they were stunned.
Although the broken glass was sharp, the monk's head was intact, shiny and bright, without even a scratch.
"Are you trying to be tough in front of me?"
Ye Feng already knew that this frivolous monk would not be hurt by glass, so there was no surprise on his face and he just smiled.
"The bald monk is a monk, and he must not be aggressive. If you don't like him, just punch him on the head!" The monk raised his hand with a smile and touched his bald head, then looked at Ye Feng provocatively.
Other people in the coffee shop couldn't tell whether the jade pendant was good or not, but as an ancient martial artist, he knew it very well.
These jade pendants are not only made of fine materials, but also have protective effects. They are simply rare protective tools.
Such things were held by several young girls, which made him feel like it was a waste of resources.
And as far as he could feel, although the jade pendant was provided by Ye Feng, this guy was at best just a rich young man and had no idea whether this thing was good or bad.
He had seen people begging for mercy and being let go, but Ye Feng had never seen anyone begging for a beating.
Ye Feng smiled jokingly, stood up, hooked his right thumb and index finger, and said with a smile: "Since you want to be beaten so badly, I will satisfy you and hit you a few times to see if your wooden fish is smart enough."
As he spoke, Ye Feng poured 70% of his magic power into his hands and shot it towards the monk's forehead.
A finger flicked over, but the monk didn't dodge or evade, and even had a smile on his face. He felt that according to the degree of internal force he poured into his head, this blow should have a 100% chance of breaking Ye Feng's finger.
boom!
But within two seconds, when Ye Feng's fingers hit his head, he could no longer laugh. He felt as if his head was hit hard by a cannonball, and his head was filled with chaotic sounds.
Not only that, a dark purple blood ball quickly swelled up along his smooth scalp at a speed visible to the naked eye. The erect appearance made him look like a unicorn.
"You... you are..."
Staring at Ye Feng, the monk just opened his mouth to ask what level of cultivation Ye Feng had. But before he could finish his words, his body swayed and he fell headfirst onto the table, sending drinks flying everywhere and staining his robes with sticky coffee.
"The sound is quite muffled. It seems that your wooden fish is not very effective..."
Ye Feng shook his head speechlessly. This bald donkey really didn't know how to live or die. He chose to cause trouble in front of him. Fortunately, he was in a good mood today, otherwise, he would not be a blood bag, but a blood hole.
"Someone's dead, call the police..."
After a brief moment of silence in the coffee shop, screams immediately broke out and many people took out their cell phones.
"Brother Xiaofeng, hurry up..."
As soon as she saw the movement of people around her, Su Xiaoqin hurriedly stood up, winked at Jiang Yuxin and the others, and hurriedly left the coffee shop.
This time, we have created a feud with Xuankong Temple!
When Ye Feng walked to the door, he turned around and glanced at the monk again, thinking to himself.
However, although he caused trouble, Ye Feng did not regret it in his heart.
Even if the same thing happened again, he would still beat the bald ass who dared to covet the things in his hand.
Right after Ye Feng and the others left, before the police came over, the monk staggered to his feet from the ground, shook his head vigorously, and then touched the bump on his head that looked like a tumor. He gritted his teeth and gasped, then hurried out of the coffee shop in confusion.
He was knocked unconscious with just one finger. When did the capital city have such a young master