I watched as the loudspeaker grabbed the hand of the green-eyed zombie opposite in an instant, and the struggle of the green-eyed zombie seemed to be useless. This loudspeaker is not simple!
"How dare you, a trumpet, ruin my good deeds?" The green-eyed zombie was not afraid when his hand was grabbed, and he did not struggle. He cursed at the trumpet: "Believe it or not, I will burn your temple down."
When the trumpeter heard this, he smiled slightly, loosened his grip on the trumpeter, put his hands together and said, "I am a monk, and I passed by here and saw evil spirits causing trouble, so I cannot just stand by and watch."
When the green-eyed zombie heard what the monk said, he rolled his eyes and said, "Who are you? You can't be an unknown person!"
"I am a monk under the command of Living Buddha Brenda. You can just call me Tryndamere." Tryndamere smiled and turned around, pointing at me and said, "You are a demon. I should be rid of this evil for the people. However, God has the virtue of loving life. As a monk, I cannot commit the sin of killing easily. I hope you will not sink into the sea of suffering and turn back soon."
"Chapter" "Do you mean that you have to take care of what happens today?" The green-eyed zombie didn't say anything more to Tryndamere. He rushed forward and punched Tryndamere in the chest.
Unexpectedly, Tryndamere raised his hand and punched the green-eyed zombie. The two fists collided. What I didn't expect was that Tryndamere, who was so arrogant at the beginning, was actually beaten back two steps, while the green-eyed zombie was fine. When the green-eyed zombie saw this, he immediately laughed and said, "I thought a fierce guy came, but it turned out to be just like this. I was shocked."
As soon as he finished speaking, he kicked Tryndamere's head. Tryndamere's face did not look good either. He said in a deep voice: "I hope you will change your ways, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
"You're welcome to try it." The green-eyed zombie took two steps back and looked at Tryndamere carefully. Tryndamere had originally looked kind and compassionate, like a good old man, but suddenly his expression turned ferocious, and he took out a butcher knife from somewhere like a magic trick.
This butcher knife was half a meter long, and there were many bloodstains on it. Tryndamere raised the butcher knife and pointed it at the green-eyed zombie, shouting, "Ah! My knife has been thirsty for a long time!"
Later I learned that before he became a monk, Tryndamere was an executioner with a bloodthirsty nature. Later, he was taken care of by the Living Buddha Brenda, who brainwashed him with Buddhist scriptures all day long, which turned him into what he was before. However, he would never hesitate when fighting or chopping people.
Tryndamere raised his butcher knife and chopped it towards the green-eyed zombie's forehead. I don't know why, although there was a lot of blood on Tryndamere's butcher knife, it gave me a feeling of peace. Perhaps this is the nature of Buddha.
Seeing that Tryndamere's momentum changed drastically, the green-eyed zombie's arrogance had long disappeared, and was replaced by a look of caution. The green-eyed zombie clenched his fists and blocked Tryndamere's knife with his fists, but in an instant, his hands became bloody and green blood gushed out of his hands.
I saw Tryndamere injure the green-eyed zombie's hand with one blow, and the zombie was bleeding. "Tryndamere", my eyes widened. You have to know that this zombie is not an ordinary person. The body of this green-eyed zombie is as hard as stone. It is not so easy to injure it. But now Tryndamere did injure the green-eyed zombie's arm. I thought to myself, if this blow hit me, I would probably be dead.
The green-eyed zombie's face was stunned after his hand was cut by the knife, but then his face changed drastically, as if he thought of something. He pointed at Tryndamere and shouted, "Are you the butcher lama? The monk who feels uncomfortable if he doesn't chop off a few monsters' heads a day? Damn, I almost got fooled by your compassionate look at the beginning, damn it." After that, the green-eyed zombie turned around and ran away, with no intention of staying.
Tryndamere watched the green-eyed zombie walk away, shrugged his shoulders and said, "How boring, just running away like that." As he said that, he looked at the green-eyed zombie's back with some reluctance, probably wanting to chop off the green-eyed zombie's neck.
As soon as Tryndamere finished speaking, he suddenly thought of us, turned around and put the butcher knife at his waist, and asked me with a kind smile on his face: "Little brother, are you ""not"" hurt?"
"Damn it, do you think I'm not injured?" I was also lying on the ground at that time, giving this Tryndamere a cold look, secretly despising his intelligence, but I suddenly came to my senses, now it seems that I still have to rely on this Tryndamere to get to the hospital as quickly as possible, after all, Wu Zhicong, Li Mingyao, and Su Xue have all fainted. Thinking of this, I respectfully asked this Tryndamere: "Master, where is this place? Is there any hospital nearby?"
"This is a small forest near Mozhugongka County. Are your friends injured?" Tryndamere looked at the people behind me and finally reacted. I really wanted to pry open his head to see what was in it. I was so stupid. But thinking about the strength this guy had burst out before, I swallowed my saliva and endured it. I said respectfully: "They are all seriously injured. I hope the master can help me send them to the nearest hospital." When Tryndamere heard what I said, he also thought about it, walked to Li Mingyao and touched him. He looked at his chest, frowned and said, "Three sternums are broken, and one is stuck in the lung. We can't move him now, otherwise he will be really dead." After that, Tryndamere tore off a large piece of his red monk's robe, and then quickly tore it into strips. At this time, he shouted, "Why are you standing there? Your other two friends, the female one is fine, and the other one is just exhausted. This guy will really die if he is not rescued. Come and help me tear the clothes into many small strips, quickly."
After saying this, Tryndamere grabbed Li Mingyao's shirt tightly with both hands, and then with a strong force, he tore his shirt open with a rip sound. I was also tearing the small strips of cloth with great effort.
The red shirt of Tryndamere had been torn into small strips by me, so it was now naked next to me. I have to say, although Tryndamere looks fat and big-eared, his upper body is actually full of bulging muscles, one block after another, just like those guys who fight underground boxing in the United States. There are five or six long scars on his back, which looks quite seductive.