Juvenile Medical God

"Is that kid hiding here?" One of them said, "I am grass! I heard that Ye Zhongming was also killed here before Ye Zhongming. I can’t think of the kid who dared to come back here! Oh, but let him know Laozi. The poisonous sand palm is very powerful!"

This man is called Ma Hanchao. Twenty years ago, he was a famous murderer in the rivers and lakes. He practiced a handful of poisonous sand palms, and his style of work was very hot. In the same year, he smashed transport vehicles in Shanxi and killed many people. Later, The man who provoked the six doors shot and smashed his accomplices, but Ma Hanchao escaped and disappeared. No one had thought that the famous murderer of the past ri had become the running dog of Ye Family.

"Old horse, here is An Rong City, a horse Pingchuan, there is such a Xiaolong Mountain nearby, he does not hide here, where can you hide? Is it hidden in your wife's pants?" Another person smiled slyly. This person used to be a thief on the rivers and lakes. Later, he had no choice but to join the Ye Family.

"If you talk nonsense, let's find out this kid first! Otherwise, we will make a bet and take a million bets. Whoever catches this kid first, or kills him, who wins this gamble, How?" A person shouted loudly, even with Qin Lang as a bet. The murderers did not put Qin Lang in their eyes.

"Good! Bet!"

"Yes! One million, drizzle!"

"I count one!"

"..."

However, among the murderers, they wore a calm and unusual voice: "You, you are betting on gambling, but don't blame me for not reminding you, Wu Yingmeng's old man is following us ass, his You are all splenic, if he thinks that we are slow, he will take it out personally! At that time, our gangs will have no chance to shoot, and empty back, Ye Jia will certainly not give us any benefit. of!"

"Yes! Fuck. Less nonsense, hurry up and grab people." Several people groaned and strode to the mountains. These people are old rivers and lakes, and they used to be the corners of the rivers and lakes. Of course, they will not put Qin Lang in their eyes. In their view, catching a kid is simply a matter of hand.

"Amitabha! Please leave the donor!"

The murderers had just stepped up the mountain, and after a cypress forest, they heard a solemn voice, and then a monk appeared in the woods.

"Smelly Monk! You have come to the wrong place. Today, Laozis have no time to take care of you, give me away!" Ma Hanchao is talking, this guy's internal strength has been trained to the fire, and the power of the poisonous sand palm is amazing, where will Put a wild monk in your eyes. Moreover, this wild monk's temple is not too high, it seems that there is no effort.

"Barren is not to come to the fate, barren is to ask the donor to stay, and lie in the woods forever." Seeing like a monk laughing, his tone is not solemn, but yin狠.

"A good old monk who doesn't know the life and death! You don't know what Laozi used to do!" Ma Hanchao screamed and rushed forward, and a few breaths came to the sight of the monk, then the **** palm turned toward Seeing like a monk taking photos, it is obvious that this old monk will be killed!

Ma Hanchao's poisonous sand palm has been connected for several decades. His hands and palms can not only open the stone, but also contain poisonous drugs. Even if it is the strongman of the inner realm, if he smashes his palm, it is also internal injury and vomiting blood. It is difficult to heal.

The rest of the people know that Ma Hanchao's poisonous sand palm is very powerful, and his heart is inevitably thinking that the head of this old monk should burst like a watermelon.

boom!

Ma Hanchao’s palms were slammed on the head of the old monk, but it was very strange that the old monk’s head did not burst, and the old monk did not move, just like Ma Hanchao’s palm was powerless. But this is not the case. Although the monk is still unmoving, the whole person is suddenly "short" for more than ten centimeters -

It turned out that the monk's feet fell into the mud!

This blow completely shocked the gang of defenders who were raised by Ye Jia. These people are martial artists. Of course, they understand what this is all about: this is clearly the old monk who transferred Ma Hanchao’s power to his feet! With the hard-headed Ma Han super-toxic sand palm, this old monk is simply too abnormal!

Ma Hanchao is also amazed. His life uses the poisonous sand palm to beat people. It is often a few tricks. Most of the time, even a palm will kill each other, but no one has ever encountered anyone who dares to directly resist his poison. Sand palm, but still use your head!

But Ma Hanchao knows that this old monk is not a madman, because if he is a madman, his head will be broken early, and Ma Hanchao will not feel the pain of his palm, so there is only one possibility left:

This scrawny old monk is a hidden master! Extreme master!

"Door, you have already made a move, now it is my turn!" Seeing the monk in the mouth, "I am compassionate," and then patted the horse toward Ma Hanchao. This palm seems to be plain and plain, seemingly slow. It is the authentic "big sorrow" of Buddhism. Ma Hanchao's poisonous sand palm is just like a pediatrician in front of the big sorrow of the monk.

However, the great sorrowful hand did not mean a little compassion and compassion. Seeing the monk's palm directly broke Ma Hanchao's palm, and slammed it on Ma Hanchao's head.

Hey!

The sound of Ma Hanchao’s skull shattered.

This voice has a long-lost familiarity with Ma Hanchao. Because he used to rob on the road when he was walking in the rivers and lakes, he especially likes to smash someone else’s head with his palm, so that he has a cool feeling and can give others and himself. The younger brother came to a sense of deterrence, but Ma Hanchao did not expect that one day his head would be broken.

Hey! Hey!

The crack is not only the skull of Ma Hanchao, but also his cervical spine and spine!

Seeing like a monk, this "big sorrowful hand" is really a great compassion. It directly makes Ma Hanchao a platter. In the eyes of others, the monk is just a palm. Ma Hanchao is "squatting". On the ground, it became a group of bodies.

"My grass! This old monk is a master - copy the guy to kill him!"

These people are all people in the rivers and lakes, martial artists, and they are all murderers. Although the monks are the first to be arrested, these people are indeed a little scared, but these people will not shrink because of fear, because they know I have no retreat, and relying on Ye Family is the last retreat. If they can't solve this problem today, then Ye Jia will certainly not continue to shelter them, and then return to the rivers and lakes to fight, they will die! Those who are only six doors are enough for them to have a headache.

Therefore, the murderers saw the situation is not good, immediately copy the guy.

Swords, hidden weapons, and gunfire, all of them went to see the monk greeted him.