My Teacher is Sun Wukong

Just then, suddenly, there were more than a dozen riding grassland horses in the sun. On the horseback, the man on the back of the horse, with his right hand holding a machete carrying a long gun, flew to the village. Each of them is very arrogant, and when the horses are rushing, it is like an eagle that has passed by the plateau.

When the villagers saw it, they rushed to pick up the clothes and returned to the felt room. When Zhuoma met, it was a change of face and some were overwhelmed. Among the villagers, a man of about 30 years old greeted him and saw more than a dozen horses stopped. The man said a few words to them and pointed to Zhuo Ma here.

The knights knew the position and quickly came to the front of the felt room. At this time, Xiao Fei saw their appearance, basically the Tibetan side of the face, the body is very strong. One of the middle-aged men in their fifties, wearing a valuable yak cow, looks like a serf owner, Gongbu.

"Master, she is Da Yang Zhuoma." The village man pointed to her and introduced to Gongbu. "The three Han people next to me are the ones who entered her yurt last night."

"Yeah." Kampot nodded arrogantly, but raised his hand slightly. The man in the village immediately understood what he meant. An agile hand squatted on the ground, just like a pug. He gave the tribute to the stepping stone to facilitate his dismounting. The tribute foot slowly descended on his back, and a dozen men next to him saw a light jump and jumped off the horse.

"Dayang, according to the rules of the tribe, starting today, you are the woman of my tribute. Let me go, go back to eat spicy and spicy." Kampot said to her in front of Yang Zhuoma, indifferent to her eyes, eyes With a touch of appreciation: "There were three men entering your yurt last night. It seems that your body is good and can be tribute to me. I am very satisfied."

When Gongbu spoke to Daoyang, he did not take a look at Xiao Fei, the fat man, and the big die. He directly chose to ignore them.

"Master, what about these three Han Chinese?" asked the Cavalier's knife leader.

"They are all Han Chinese, just kill them." Kampot said indifferently, and looked at their lives very contemptuously. "If it is a Tibetan side, you can still get back to be a slave. If the Han people forget it, give it to me." The slaves are not qualified. The Han people are inferior in my eyes, killing them when they kill."

"Good!" The knights listened, and they took a long shot and pointed at Xiao Fei.

“Wait a minute!” The fat man’s face was white and hurriedly shouted: “The serf Lord, you misunderstood, the three of us are just at Zhuoma’s house, just stayed for one night and didn’t have any relationship with her. If you don't believe it, you see that Dolma's belt has not been cut open by us. Please let us go, we are just innocent travelers."

"Fat, you are too ignorant!" After listening to the fat man, Daban suddenly said with anger.

"Large die, don't stand and talk without backache, but there are more than a dozen guns in the family. We will die if we shoot down. I can't keep my life, and what loyalty is it?" said the fat man.

"Fat, you still want to have a room with her at first, but still want to go? I have a room, and I will die the next day." Xiao Fei asked indifferently.

"They three, really didn't have a relationship with you!" However, Kampot did not pay attention to them, but looked at Dangyang Zhuoma with a solid look. "The three men are not interested in you." It seems that you are an unclean woman! You are not worthy to be my little sister, only as my slave!"

"Yes, they didn't have a relationship with me." Da Yang Zhuoma reached out and pulled his skirt, revealing a knotted leather waist: "They are only travelers who occasionally pass by, have nothing to do with me, no matter you. I can do it, but please let them go."

"What are they like ordinary travellers? If you break into my territory, let me deal with it!" Kampot sneered. "I want to let them die, they have to die, who told them not to listen to the tour guide, everywhere." Run around?"

"The serf-owner, who has a relationship with her to die, has nothing to do with her to die?" The fat man was dumbfounded.

"Oh! That's right, because you are all inferior!" Kampot snorted, his face then showing indifference. Suddenly, he waved his hand down.

"Hey..."

Intensive gunshots sounded instantly, and countless bullets hit Xiaofei. If they are ordinary travellers, at this moment, all three will be killed, leaving three bodies.

No one can solve the murder case, and even the people who reported the case did not.

However, Xiao Fei is not an ordinary person.

The crowd only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Xiao Fei’s figure seemed to move. Then, in the presence of countless remnants of the people, the afterimage disappeared and then stopped.

On the other hand, the three of them did not even have one killed, not even the injured. The slabs were trained by strict special forces, and when they were talking at Kampot, they had long been concentrating on the knights. At the moment they pulled the trigger, several dodge actions were made in succession.

Although he can't match the bullet, he can predict it in advance.

At the moment of life and death, the fat man also broke out with amazing strength. Tianzhu Xiuxian was the first heavyweight, and was spurred to the extreme. The obese body of a few hundred pounds actually escaped the bullet! The big die is pre-judged in advance, and the fat man is a hard-nosed bullet. It seems that the strength of the fat man is stronger than the big die.

The fat man has begun to practice, and the big die has not yet begun.

However, the dodge of both of them was superfluous. After the flashes of the shadows, Xiao Fei stood in front of them. Reaching out his hand to spread out the palm of his hand, hehe... More than a dozen bullets landed on the ground. The powerful impact of the bullet left a dark gunpowder mark on his hand, and he was still smoking when he landed on the ground.

He actually caught all the bullets!

Xiao Fei is now cultivated by Da Luo Jin Xian, and also absorbs the mana of two witches. What do you think of catching the bullet? It’s just a piece of cake.

This time, it is the turn of Gongbu and others to be dumbfounded.

"In the end, you are a ghost, you can block the bullets!?" Kampot widened his eyes and stared at Xiao Fei.

"Don't you believe in Buddha? I am not a ghost, there is a shadow in the sun, so I am God, I am a Buddha!" ​​Xiao Fei said indifferently. "The serfs that you tribute to the tribute to the servants, let them live in dire straits, and today I represent the buddhas to punish you."

"He is the Buddha incarnation!?" Da Yang Zhuoma met, his face showing a sincere look.

(End of this chapter)