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"Shaolin disciples, follow me to slay evil spirits!"

The abbot took the lead and pursued Brother Kun with all his strength, and the remaining Shaolin disciples, all armed with tough wooden sticks, followed closely behind.

They all know what the purpose of this trip is?

As long as we get rid of that madman who brought harm to the world, their Shaolin Temple will be saved, and they will be able to eat fragrant white rice every meal in the future.

For this beautiful ideal, why not go all out to kill demons?

Facing the Shaolin monks chasing after them with sticks, Brother Kun couldn't help but feel a trace of fear in his heart even though he was now unconscious.

Who is the crazy person here?

Who is the monster?

A chase.

Brother Kun, who was still injured, was eventually caught up.

"Formation!"

"Drink! Ha!"

"Crackling——"

Shaolin disciples beat the ground with wooden sticks and surrounded Brother Kun.

Brother Kun tried to break through, but every time he launched an offensive, the surrounding monks would change their positions.

Then, he will be inexplicably blocked back.

He could clearly feel that the strength of those monks was not strong. If he fought alone, he could easily take their lives.

But after these bald heads cooperated, the situation was completely different, leaving him completely unable to find a breakthrough gap.

And I don’t know why, these bald donkeys always feel a little depressed when they fight, or they are subconsciously afraid.

This was completely confusing to Brother Kun, who didn't know anything about supernatural beings and Buddhism. He just thought he was in a bad state, so he was scared.

"Ahhhhh-"

Brother Kun was beaten several times, and in an extremely irritable mood, the zombie essence and blood suddenly went berserk!

The stick formation formed by the Shaolin monks was shattered by his voice.

"Kill all of you!" Brother Kun doubled his strength in the rampage state, and slapped a Shaolin disciple away with one claw.

"Ah!" With a scream, the Shaolin disciple's chest had several three-foot long, bone-deep wounds, and dark green blood overflowed from the wounds.

"Monster! How dare you be so presumptuous? Look at my magic-conquering stick technique!" The abbot's eyes widened with anger, and he struck down with a stick in the air!

"Crack!" Brother Kun's arm broke instantly, with only a few tendons still connected to the break.

But in this violent state, Brother Kun couldn't feel pain at all, so this level of injury had no impact on him at all.

He still attacked the monks vigorously and vigorously.

"kill!"

"Don't be crazy, you monster. Let me surrender to you!"

In a violent state, Brother Kun exerted his strength to the extreme. He was like an out-of-control bulldozer, sweeping across a large area.

"Ah!" All the Shaolin disciples screamed.

Several Shaolin disciples were unable to escape, and they all followed in the footsteps of the previous Shaolin disciple. They were all beaten until they fell to the ground and vomited blood.

Seeing this, the remaining Shaolin disciples quickly withdrew from the battle.

In other words, the abbot's strong Qi and Kung Fu were enough to withstand Brother Kun's zombie claws, and he was able to fight him head-on.

"Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding!" Both sides fell into anxiety for a while.

"Die! Die, die, die!"

Brother Kun was not afraid of pain, and used crazy attacks. In one round of offensive, he consumed most of the abbot's internal energy, making it gradually difficult for him to maintain his hard qigong, and he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

Without the protection of hard qigong, the abbot also began to get injured.

As time passed, the abbot finally discovered the clues.

His internal energy seemed to be stagnant, and the wound began to feel numb.

"No, this monster's claws are poisonous!"

"Damn it, it seems we can only use the last resort." The abbot gritted his teeth and finally chose to use this backup plan.

"The Magic Stick Technique!"

The abbot summoned the last of his inner strength and hit Brother Kun on the chest with a stick, knocking him back seven or eight meters.

But after this blow, his internal energy was exhausted.

But at this moment, there was no fear in the abbot's expression.

"Uh-huh!"

He took out a flare and pulled out the fuse.

jiu~

boom!

The signal bomb exploded, and the sound suddenly spread for several kilometers.

At the same time, people from all walks of life within a few kilometers of this place who had received the reward showed their faces with joy, and then rushed here at full speed.

Adhering to the principle that the early bird catches the worm, within a short time, they were surrounding us.

Brother Kun, who was in a violent state, smelled the powerful scent in the air.

But at this moment, he had no intention of retreating.

There are so many powerful blood stones that Brother Kun in his instinctive state cannot resist.

"Roar~"

Brother Kun roared, and then continued to rush towards the abbot.

And how could the abbot, who had lost his inner strength and greatly reduced his fighting power, be his opponent?

After just a few moves, the abbot was captured by Brother Kun.

"Crack!" Brother Kun bit the abbot's neck, greedily sucking in his powerful energy and blood as a warrior.

In just a few breaths, Brother Kun absorbed a large amount of blood essence to restore himself.

"Uh uh uh..." The abbot struggled feebly.

The remaining Shaolin disciples saw this and rushed forward to rescue him.

But without exception, they all fell to the ground seriously injured.

Seeing that the abbot was about to lose too much blood and die, those people who came after hearing the news finally arrived in time!

"Boohoo!"

Several bullets pierced the air and accurately penetrated Brother Kun's body, causing the strength in his arms to plummet.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the abbot, who still had the last bit of strength left, kicked Brother Kun away, got away, and then staggered away.

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

"Shoot!"

At this time, the gunmen who had been ready for a long time finally took action!

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

In an instant, countless bullets attacked from all directions, piercing Brother Kun's body non-stop, and even splashed blood mist.

At this moment, except for the hard head, Brother Kun's remaining limbs were almost beaten into a hornet's nest.

All kinds of smelly solid-liquid mixtures overflowed like a shower pouring water.

But despite this, Brother Kun is still alive.

"Roar--" Brother Kun roared ferociously.

After witnessing this scene, those people in the martial arts world who didn't believe that the bounty target was a monster or a ghost had to believe it.

"Gulp!" Some people couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

"A bunch of cowards! I want 90% of the 10 million silver dollar bounty!"

"You're talking nonsense! Take down that monster's head, and the 10 million silver dollar bounty will definitely be half of mine!"

"Hahahaha..."

Compared to those who were afraid, most people still overcame their fear under the encouragement of the 10 million silver dollar bounty, picked up their weapons and rushed towards Brother Kun.

"Hehehehehe!"

Brother Kun didn't know what fear was, and madly rushed towards these hundreds of people.

A battle with a huge disparity in combat power kicked off.

Zombie blood is powerful, but it is not indestructible.

Countless blades pierced his chest, and bullets hit his head at close range. Even in this state, Brother Kun screamed in pain.

After about a quarter of an hour of fighting, Brother Kun died, at least in the eyes of those who participated in the encirclement and suppression.

After the war, even his body was "drawn into pieces by five horses".

Because the body is the evidence of their merits!

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[Author’s aside]: Please give me some silver bills, please give me some silver bills, please give me some silver bills!