Cyber Daming

boom! boom! boom! boom!

Gunshots filled the room, bullets fired forward.

The Buddha Wheel behind Long Tu's head, which had been short-circuited by Zhou You's shot, suddenly glowed brightly and spun around at an extremely fast speed.

An invisible wave surged and spread, sweeping away all the bullets in front of him.

"Why?"

Long Tu's face was gloomy, and he didn't glance at the figure standing next to Zhou You. His eyes were fixed on the young man from beginning to end.

"You want to ask why you helped me kill Huixin and promised to reshape Zhou Sheng's personality, but I still haven't been saved by you, right?"

Zhou You laughed loudly, leaning forward and backward with laughter.

The laughter slowly stopped until his face turned red and the corners of his eyes were moist.

"You bastards have harmed my family, and now you are pretending to make some amends, just to make me feel grateful? Why do you tell me? Huh?!"

Click.

With a distorted face, Zhou You put aside Wei Wuzu, who had empty bullets in his hand, and pulled out a short knife from his sleeve, but was suddenly pressed on his shoulder by a hand.

"You go first and leave the rest to me."

There was no doubt in Li Jun's tone, and he took a step forward to block Zhou You.

"Brother Jun, after all, I have worked so hard to act for so long, and if you listen to this bald donkey chattering for a long time, just let me stab him!"

"You still want to stab someone? With the power of your little arm, you can't stab this monk to death even if he stands there and lets you stab him! If I were you, I would definitely run faster than anyone else right now."

A robot hand pressed on Zhou You's head, and a red eye came closer: "You still have to learn from He Zangjia. You must not only be smart, but also have vision. Be obedient when you shouldn't show loyalty. "

"Old horse!"

Li Jun suddenly shouted, interrupting Lord Ma's words.

Zhou You pursed his lips, said nothing, turned around and left quickly through the back door.

Prince Ma lowered his voice and said, "This kid has been incarcerated for a long time, so I'm afraid he's a little tempted."

"Zhou You has his own decision to make."

Li Jun glanced at him sideways and said solemnly: "If it were you, how could you carry it for so long?"

"I would have followed someone else. This is the third religion."

Lord Ma's tone was teasing, and his words were full of sarcasm.

"Hey, hey, hey, we are on the same team now, can you please stop scolding me? There are good people in the three religions!"

The Taoist with a ponytail leaned against the wall, with a black flying sword floating up and down in the palm of his hand spread out in front of him.

"Pretending to be a rooster and a dog thief. The monks in your Fan Chuan and Han Chuan are all fucking piss-cats and they stink!"

Longtu's eyes followed him around until his figure completely disappeared, then he was unwilling to take it back and turned to stare at the three people in front of him.

The monk's brows were filled with displeasure, but he couldn't see any worry or fear of being surrounded.

It seemed that there was help behind him.

"Hahahaha. I'm just saying that the hatred in that boy's heart is too deep. You can't resolve it, Long Tu. Now you're being slapped in the face, right? Being teased to this extent by an ant-like Bingjiu, I feel sorry for you!" "

Suddenly, a wild laughter came from the night behind Longtu.

A figure dressed in bright yellow appeared at the door.

He has a handsome face and two rows of scar-like brains on his head.

The person who came was surprisingly none other than Shaolin Xing, Ji Wu.

Long Tu said coldly: "Sooner or later he will wake up."

Ji Wu sneered, "You are still being stubborn. If I had known I would not have given you my wisdom. After all, you are also a Buddhist monk. It was wasted like this."

"Huixin lost Luohan Temple, will you let him go? He will return to the Buddhist kingdom sooner or later. Now he is just using waste."

"The key is that you didn't take advantage of it, either?"

Long Tu said angrily: "Don't worry, if it's useless, the worst I can do is give you a Dharma Protector from Xu Qi!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look at others, they are calmer and more composed than us, just like we are at home, we are still chatting here."

Chen Qisheng's lazy voice interrupted the conversation between the two walking Buddhists, and he turned to look at Li Jun.

"Let me tell you, these monks are all very thieves. If you come alone, you may be ambushed by them."

Ji Wu smiled and said: "Don't talk about yourself, talk about others first. Is this the style of the Longhu Mountain Celestial Master?"

Chen Qisheng retorted, "What's wrong with me? Is it possible that someone is going astray and not allowing me to find foreign aid?"

"Jiuzi's blood feud is ahead. Now that you are seeking the skin of a tiger, aren't you afraid of someone crossing the river and burning the bridge?"

"Master Dao, I sit upright, make elixirs by myself, and forge flying swords by myself. Unlike some unscrupulous bald men, who don't look down on the body given by their parents, and only covet other people's flesh and blood. I still have my wisdom roots, I think it’s dirty roots!”

Chen Qisheng turned his head and spat, "I feel like my mouth is dirty when I say that."

Jiwu's face tightened and he stopped arguing with the sharp-tongued Taoist priest and turned to look at Li Jun who was silent.

"I am Shaolin Walking Jiwu. If I guess correctly, you should be the martial arts sequence Li Jun who rose from Chengdu, right?"

Li Jun's face was expressionless, and he seemed to have no regard for Ji Wu's thoughts. I saw his head tilt, and the black robe standing next to him immediately took a step forward and spoke for him.

"Your name is Jiwu, right? What should I say now, are you just talking nonsense here, or are we going to start straight up and see who gets the scoop for whom?"

Just as I avoided the one with sharp teeth, another one with bad mouth came.

Jiwu couldn't help but frown. He was a warrior monk, not a Dharma monk, and quarreling was really not his strong point.

But Longtu, who was standing beside him, was still in a daze, as if he was still lost in the failure of the salvation just now, and had no intention of speaking.

Jiwu was silent for a moment, and then he choked out a sentence: "Now there are two of us each, but we are evenly matched. You may not win even if we fight!"

Lord Ma was furious when he heard this and picked up the sniper rifle named "Zhao Dan".

"Bald Donkey, who are you scolding? You don't treat Mo Jia as a human being, do you? Believe it or not, Mr. Ma, I will kill you with one shot!"

With the word "武" in his name, he naturally has a diamond temperament. He was criticized by Chen Qisheng and Lord Ma one after another, and his heart was already filled with anger.

However, he also knew in his heart that now was not the time to 'turn his back' and show his anger.

You must know that Chen Qisheng is a real old-school swordsman with a good nose. He is only half a step away from breaking into Dao Sixth. He may not be able to win in a one-on-one battle.

Besides, there is also a Wu Qi Dufu and a Mo Jia next to him at this moment.

Now that the two of them have joined forces, if they do it rashly, the outcome is really unknown.

Since this 'fishing' failed, let's think about it in the long term.

You can just get this 'prize' later.

Thinking of this, Jiwu suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a smile: "I didn't expect that the situation would become clear so quickly. Since everyone has seen their cause today, let each of them rely on their own skills to achieve the result."

As soon as he finished speaking, the two monks dressed in different clothes took a step back at the same time.

The moment the heel of the shoe hit the ground, the crisp sound of clenched fist bones and the sharp sound of flying swords trembled simultaneously in the room.

tread.

Ji Wu slowly took another step back, but no fist blade or sword light appeared in front of him.

A slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and his figure slowly disappeared into the darkness outside the door.

Li Jun slowly released his fist and asked softly: "Not sure?"

Chen Qisheng shook his head and said in a low voice: "I haven't found the location of these two bald donkeys' Buddhist hosts. It would be troublesome if they were dragged into the Buddha Kingdom during the fight."

"Now that everyone knows the cards, it may be difficult to catch Luo Dan's flaw." Lord Ma sighed, cocking his gun.

"Don't worry, no one wants to see the situation continue like this."

Chen Qisheng grinned: "You guessed it too?"

Li Jun nodded: "Since that person took action and deflected the fight, how could the fight not go on?"

"Sir, what riddle are you two talking about?"

Lord Ma was confused, his red eyes darting back and forth between the left and right faces.

"Who can explain it to me?!"