While they were anxious, they saw Ye Wufeng in the field having no intention of escaping. They also came to the front of the broken stone, squatted again, touching the section of the stone with their hands, looking surprised: "It's really opened? Good! Your slap is amazing! Tsk tsk tsk..."

"Stop talking nonsense! Do you think this is a joke? Can you open a monument? If you can't, just jump into the sea to feed the turtle!" Mr. Mo shouted loudly behind him.

Ye Wufeng suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Why are you anxious?" He said lightly and scolded Mr. Mo Er as a turtle. The other party was so angry that his face turned red but he had no way to attack.

Ye Wufeng patted the dust with both hands and stood up again: "Let's do this, go and find out if there are any such stone tablets. If there are any, I will also take two for you. If not, I will not blame me."

"Hehe, I know you guys want to be a lyrics. I have a stone tablet here! Come on, carry another piece for me!" Mr. Mo Er gave an order to his subordinates, and several people agreed to move the stone tablet again.

It seems that there are really such stone tablets. Ye Wufeng looks helpless and said with a bitter face: "I said, you are not good at saving something, what are you doing with so many stone tablets? Are you going to open a cemetery to sell tombstones!"

"Stop talking nonsense. You can't open the monument in a while, let's settle the accounts together." As he spoke, several disciples whirled and moved a piece of granite from the yard, but this piece of granite was different from the previous one.

In terms of size, the two stones are almost the same. However, this granite seems to have not been polished yet, with edges and angular on it, like sharp teeth. This undoubtedly increases the difficulty again. If the palm is smashed, the stone slab cannot be opened, and the palm may be damaged.

Mr. Mo Er looked at the minions putting the stone slabs on the iron stool, and said to Ye Wufeng with his lips: "Boy, considering that you are a foreigner, our Dongyu Island is not a fool, so we have picked a thinner piece for you. As long as you can open a monument like Nokawa, you can open a monument, and everything is easy to say. If you can't, I'm sorry, I can only say what to do. Come on!"

Ye Wufeng also walked to the front of the stone, looked up and down, and reached out and touched it again. He nodded and said, "Okay! Look, I'll give you a single palm to open the monument. You guys are attracted by your eyes, ah-"

He suddenly screamed, jumped high, and slapped his palm down. Seeing that his aura was not below Nokawa's just now. Everyone couldn't help but retreat, trying to see if he could really split the stone slab with one palm.

But Ye Wufeng raised his slap in the air, but suddenly stopped and his body fell back to the ground. He seemed to remember something, and turned his head to ask Mr. Mo Er: "Oh, I'm sorry, I don't have a good memory. What did we say just now? I forgot a little!"

His bow was full, but suddenly pulled the Void String, almost shaking people. Mr. Mo was so angry that his nose was about to be crooked: "Are you kid fooling us? You can't open the monument!"

Ye Wufeng raised his hand in the air and said with a smile: "Open, open it. It's very easy to open the monument. I just want to ask again, what we said just now, please tell me in public again, so that everyone can argue!"

"Okay! Then I'll say it again: If you can open the monument, my son's injury compensation will be brought to light. If you can't open it, jump into the sea by yourself! Don't worry about the rest!"

"How is it? Now it's clear. If you are a real man, please open a monument for us on the spot. Don't be too lazy here. I'll talk nonsense. I'll make me angry. Now I'll throw you into the sea."

"That's not urgent, the turtle is not urgent. I'll open the monument now." After saying that, Ye Wufeng pressed his palms on the side of his body, pulled it back and forth, and walked around the monument. He turned left three times, turned right three times, and finally stood still.

Seeing that he was walking so well in these few steps, Saburo Nogawa did not dare to underestimate it. But Ye Wufeng stood there, suddenly his palms raised and closed his head again. He stole a horse, and his palm fell to his chest, making a "giggle" sound in his throat.

Before Nokawa could say anything, the disciples around him suddenly spoke: "Master, he is learning from you!" Ye Wufeng opened his eyes mischievously and blinked his eyelids, "Yes, I'm learning from Brother Nokawa. Also, I forgot to ask, the stone you smashed open just now was not glued with glue, right?"

Nogawa Saburo shouted: "Baga, bastard! You are insulting us Eastern samurai! We never make fraud. We are not like you Chinese, fake wine, fake medicine, and gutter oil!"

Ye Wufeng quickly raised his hand to his forehead and apologized, "Sorry, sorry! You never make fake, never make fake. Everything is true. A-dimensional actresses are the best in the world. The golden meals eaten by the rich are also made of real shit. There is no fake, no fake."

He said this, making the fishermen around him crazy. Nokawa said seriously: "You can check at any time. If there is a slightest falsification, I will have a caesarean section on the spot!"

The people of Dongyang Island really have personality and can show you the caesarean section in minutes! However, they surrounded Ye Wufeng now, making him unable to escape, "Hurry, open the monument for us now!"

Ye Wufeng smiled and said, "Okay, okay, don't worry, just open the monument if you say you open the monument. However, I have one last condition. If you agree, I will open the monument immediately."

Mr. Mo was almost fainted from anger: "You kid can really make trouble. Okay, for the sake of your death, let's let you take another step. If you have farts, what are the conditions?"

Ye Wufeng covered his nose with his hand, "It smells so smelly! Chinese people have two bad habits, one is spitting everywhere and the other is farting at any time. My condition is, can I give it a pair of gloves?" He pointed to the stone and said, "Look, there are bumps and thorns on this stone. If you pat your hands on it, it will definitely hurt!"

What he said, and those under Mr. Mo Er couldn't help but laugh: "I'm afraid of loving you, why are you still opening a monument? You can really do it!"

"Okay, let's let you die clearly. Come on!" Mr. Mo Er asked his subordinates to bring him a pair of white gloves. He was not stupid, and he was worried that Ye Wufeng would do something about the gloves. He took it over and checked it again. It was indeed a pair of ordinary cotton gloves, so he handed it to Ye Wufeng.

Ye Wufeng slowly put on gloves, and said that the small condom was not the right size and the color was not good. Just as Master Mo Er was impatient and was about to urge him again, he suddenly started his hand without any warning and slapped the stone.
Chapter completed!