"live!"

A lot of people flashed out of the front lane and blocked in front of these monks. A strong man laughed and said, "Leave the baggage and let you go, or the old things will die."
Several monks didn’t answer. They pulled out a short blade from their trouser legs and jumped to the knife. The knife was fierce, but it was not like the knife method of the major sects. Instead, it was like the knife method of the street gangsters. Although fierce, it lacked stamina.
"I wonder which knife method this is?" The strong man scratched his head while dodging. "At the beginning, I burned the boiler in Shaolin Temple for three years. I heard that there were any Wei Tuo knives, Lohan knives, King Kong knives, but I have never heard of such gangsters’ knives."
"Boss, why do you care so much? Just grab it first."
A younger brother watched someone coming from behind for fear of being robbed of business, while beating other monks with sticks and greeting the strong man.
The strong man no longer flickers away from his opponent’s short blade and deceives himself close to the monk. He punches the monk in the other side’s nose and grabs the monk’s baggage and throws it behind.
A delicate-looking younger brother unpacked the package and was disappointed. "There is a secret book in the Bodhisattva Sutra in the boss."
"Got it" The strong man rushed to respond with three punches and two feet at a stroke, and the monk was about to pick up other monks. The younger brother held a letter and barked again.
"Boss, these monks are enemies."
What!
The strong man was shocked, kicked his opponent’s genitals hard, strode around and tore through the letter in the hands of his younger brother. He glanced at a few lines in a hurry and was flustered. "Go and invite Mr. Li to your mother, so many words don’t know me!"
A few days later, the head catcher in Jingdezhen found a strong man. The dog jumped over the wall and didn’t run into a strong man. He was sweating but he saw the head catcher smiling.
"Li Fei bear you this fellow meritorious service this time that a few monks are the enemy shaved off his head and pretended to be the purpose of uniting the Shaolin Temple remnant bandits to Japan. If you really let this help the enemy unite the Shaolin Temple gangsters, it will be a mess. Adults praise you very much. From today on, you will pay for three streets."
"Then why do they dress up as a bald donkey? It’s too obvious." Li Feixiong foolishly asked and forgot that the famous Yan was in front of him.
"The enemy’s head is bald on both sides, and it’s even less like being a bald donkey or something else."
Shaking his head, he slipped a pot of wine from Li Feixiong’s table into his arms and was happy.
Chapter 56 "Massacre"
Master, we shouldn’t go to Fujian. "Qin Chongyuan hesitated for a few days and risked being reprimanded. Qin Chongyuan boldly said," Although there is South Shaolin in Fujian, South Shaolin is not enough. Now Fujian is Hengshan, and it is even more dangerous for us to go. "
Fang nodded indifferently. "I know that we actually went in the wrong direction as soon as we started. We should go west instead of south. Only Huashan Sect is weak, and the roots can’t resist our Shaolin. If Huashan Sect is also our enemy, we will find a remote place west to rebuild Shaolin and return to the Central Plains one day."
"So we turn now?" Qin Chongyuan tried his mouth.
"It’s too late" Fang shook his head. "It’s too late. We are now close to Hanyang. If we turn west now, it’s not only a long way, but also the Wulin Sect in Sichuan will not miss the opportunity to pursue my Shaolin. Now it’s a dead end to go west."
Qin Chongyuan’s heart is cool. "What should I do, Master?"
"Continue to borrow a boat to the south to reproduce the brilliant achievements of Master Jian Zhen, and give my Buddha idea to a foreign land." Li Mang suddenly popped up. "Master Jian Zhen can do what we can and we will do better! When the flowers are full of fragrance, it is the day when Shaolin returns to the Central Plains. "
A foreign country is Japan.
Qin Chongyuan doesn’t know what it’s like in his heart.
Once upon a time, Qin Chongyuan also made the dream of expelling the enemy and appeasing the heroes in all directions, but the gap between the dream and reality is getting bigger and bigger.
Do you really want to go to the enemy?
The enemy may be a stranger to the other side, but it is a mortal enemy to Jiangnan people, especially Fujian people, who have been harassed by the enemy many times.
Hanyang, Hankou, Wuchang and Wuhan took shape at the beginning of the dynasty, but Hanyang is also a little da shi at the moment.
Seeing the lonely scene in Hanyang Town, Qin Chongyuan felt a trace of bitterness in his heart, which is the sequela.
Since the explosion, thunder and fire destroyed several gangs, the reputation of Shaolin Temple has risen again to the point where it can treat children’s night crying. The residents of the local area along the way have fled like the enemy.
The Buddhist holy land, which was once famous all over the world, was once revered by the Wulin Beidou Shaolin, but it was even worse than the magic religion. Alas, alas.
In a trance, Qin Chongyuan fell to the rear, and several friendly younger brothers eagerly stood by and saw that the brigade had entered Hanyang Town before urging Qin Chongyuan.
Ping!
Fierce gun sounded in Hanyang town, and Qin Chongyuan’s face changed greatly, and several younger brothers around him were rapidly changing.
Fang took the lead in stepping into Hanyang Town. The desolation on both sides of the streets did not seem to affect his mood. The streets echoed with the footsteps of their party. Occasionally, a few ghosts and Lele figures leaned out of an alley to add a vitality to this town.
"You can’t stay here long" Fang suddenly turned around and confessed.
Hanyang town gives Fang an uncomfortable feeling, because the residents here seem to have fled too cleanly, and it doesn’t seem like they left home in a hurry, and it seems that they have been expelled.
"Don’t enter the houses on both sides." Fang looked around and suddenly his body shook and a stream of shadows rushed to the front mouth, screaming "Enemy attack!"
Fang was still late to stay in the street, and Shaolin’s brother had not yet reacted. A sudden ping-ping broke the silence in Hanyang Town.
Ah-
Fang made a turn, but was stunned and angry by the sad sight of the street.
It’s a blink of an eye. These Shaolin brothers have fallen by nearly a hundred for the rest of their lives!
There are nearly a hundred bodies of Shaolin brothers lying on the wide street, and the blood soaked the ground, and the smell of blood and gunpowder was dizzy.
Is it an officer?
Only officers and soldiers can have so many muskets, and only officers and soldiers can make up for the lack of skill.
"kill!"
Fang Chen’s eyes roared with anger and threw himself into the houses next to the street. The solid boards were like fragile paper, and they slammed into pieces and scattered.
Even if the officers and men are like the Buddha, there is no way out, then simply split the sky with your hands!
Kill!
The remaining 300 Shaolin brothers are red-eyed. If those other disciples are not outside, they are lying on the ground at the moment!
Kill!
Even if you are officers and men, how can you fight the enemy? A guy who fears the enemy like a tiger knows how to bully the good.
"Where to escape!"
The fastest leaps reached the gunshot, but no one looked up and saw hundreds of fleeing figures except the strong smell of gunpowder.
When I heard that Fang Yin was bumping around, Shaolin Dixun withdrew from the house and walked along the street.