.Money is used to smash women, because many women like to be smashed by money, and they feel so happy to be smashed.
But using money to smash men is not fun at all. For example, now, Ye Feng used money to smash these four hapless guys. What does not bring them not only shame, but also pain, the real pain. .
After the four hapless guys were smashed and dizzy, they all fell on the ground and stared at Ye Feng bitterly. They did not expect that using money to hit people would be so lethal, and they did not expect that Ye Feng It's actually not a fuel-efficient lamp. In fact, they thought that among Ye Feng's crowd, Long Xue was the most violent and sturdy. . .
Hey, one of the most tragic things in life is the underestimation of the opponent's strength. These four hapless guys can't even dream of it. Among Ye Feng's group, there is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so Dongfang Yaoqing is a delicate beauty, right? , Can move his hands, it is estimated to be much more powerful than Long Xue, you know, the Dongfang family has always inherited martial arts, which is not comparable to ordinary Huaquan embroidery.
The onlookers exclaimed, and of course some of them laughed from the crowd watching. . .
I have heard a lot about using money to smash people, but I saw it with my own eyes for the first time today. It is still very shocking. Moreover, Ye Feng’s image is really cool in their eyes. If they have the opportunity, they also want to try it. The feeling of money hitting people.
Monk Zhixian stared at the four hapless guys on the ground stupidly, and looked at Ye Feng with some surprise. He didn't expect Ye Feng to move so fast.
"Zhixian, what are you still trying to do, punch him!" A hapless guy started to yell. He reacted fast enough, unlike the other three companions, until now he is still dizzy. . .
Monk Zhixian had long been eager to try, and now he was instigated by someone, he wanted to rush towards Ye Feng.
Ye Feng hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Wait."
"What do you do?" Monk Zhixian asked stupidly.
Ye Feng picked up the money, and then smiled: "You are not a monk, and you are not Jet Li’s senior, you will not be my opponent, good, you are so cute, be obedient, go home quickly, you Mom told you to go home and steal food!"
"Do you dare to scold someone? Your mother told you to steal food. I never steal anything!" Monk Zhixian seemed to have been greatly insulted, flushing with anxious face. . .
Ye Feng laughed. Damn, this monk came from Mars? Why is there no sense of humor at all? Didn't he know that this sentence is the most popular and popular sentence on the Internet
Dongfang Yaoqing laughed out loud and quickly lowered her head to avoid being seen as she was, and Long Xue couldn't help pursing her mouth. This woman didn't know how to laugh.
"I'm quite speechless to you. I guess if I ask you what is the meaning of the enemy surrounding me, I am standing still, and you can't answer it. Come on, I'll let you know what it means. Ye Fengsuo stopped teasing the monk, and stretched out his middle finger to Zhixian and hooked it. . .
This action Zhixian understands that this is despising him.
So Zhixian became angry and rushed towards Ye Feng like an angry bull.
Obediently, Ye Feng laughed dumbly.
Damn, the pigs in the world are big enough, right? But they still can't knock down a mountain. . .
Some people say that a man is a towering mountain, and Lao Tzu is a mountain. Do you think you can topple me by being too big
Ye Feng just flashed lightly, and Zhixian smashed into the air from his side, and continued to slam into the square pool behind Ye Feng. As mentioned earlier, it was a place for tourists to burn paper money. Ye Fengyi Seeing it is not good, I am worried that this Zhixian has not practiced the iron head skill, and then it will be bad if the pool does not hit the cross before the head is broken. I quickly added a little force behind and took Zhixian's leg and pushed it. Put. . .
So Ji Hyun was saved.
So Ji Hyun was also a tragedy.
The whole person fell in the pool and made a humiliated face. The person was not hurt. He slowly got up from the inside, staring at Ye Feng with an angry face, turned out from the pool, and was about to rush forward again. But he was drunk by a monk at the entrance of the main hall.
"Jihyun, stop!"
The monk is not old, he is more than fifty years old at most, and he actually wears a red robes. It looks like a master in a temple, but he is not half immortal. There is a bit of light in his eyes. The stock is shrewd. . .
Zhixian stopped, but Ye Feng didn’t plan to stop. He kicked the four hapless guys on the ground into the pool like a soccer ball, and just hit the "holes" of these people. They lie in there and can’t move. Fortunately, there is no spark in it, so they didn’t burn them, but the ashes before the trip were still hot. Even if it’s early spring, it’s still a bit unbearable, especially the smell. .
"Buddha sacred place, how can you beat people? You can't go, I want to call the police!" The monk walked in front of Ye Feng step by step, saying very majesticly. . .
Ye Feng laughed and said, "Don’t tell me this is useless. I don’t believe in Buddhism, so I don’t know your rules. Besides, you, the Buddhist sacred place, actually hooked up with these little rubbish and cheated tourists’ money together. Have they paid the business tax? Have you paid the tax? You only need to pay for the sesame oil. What pictures are you taking with them? Fart!"
"You, you—" the old monk was speechless, he did not expect Ye Feng to be so shameless and to speak so unpleasantly. . .
"Furthermore, you, the monk in the temple, first beat people. If you don't believe me, ask them!" Ye Feng smiled again.
The old monk said angrily: "No matter how you quibble, it is a fact that you hit someone, you wait for the police to deal with it!"
The old monk took out his cellphone. The cellphone was very avant-garde. Ye Feng almost laughed when he saw it. He was a bit "sexual". This old monk didn't think the woman was crazy, or was this cellphone given by his lover
"Hey, you want to call the police, right? Then you'd better say it, just say that a man named Ye Feng is beating people here, you see if they will come!" Ye Feng laughed arrogantly.
The old monk was taken aback, Ye Feng? Seems to have heard it.
"Are you Ye Feng?" The old monk's face changed.
Ye Feng nodded hehe, dragged Long Xue and Dongfang Yaoqing away, and laughed as he walked: "If you want to call the police, you can report it. Of course, you can also call someone to stop me, but I will beat one by one, and two. I beat a pair. Brother is not a monk, so he is not a vegetarian!"
"Master, what should I do? Do you still want to call the police?" Zhixian said a little annoyed.
Call the police? Report a fart police!
The old monk was very depressed. Damn, why did you meet this evil god? Looking at his skill, he is definitely the boss of Fengyunhui, and his behavior is so high-profile, there will be no second person in Bazhong City.
What a well-informed old monk.
What an old bald donkey who is bullying and afraid of hardship.