A few days ago, a fire broke out in Building 3 of the community. Fire-related propaganda banners were hung on the exterior walls and floors.

At this time, a security guard was patrolling with a light.

He stopped in front of Building 3 and looked towards the seventh floor.

Not long after the fire, traces of smoke and fire could still be seen on the balcony on the seventh floor, proving the ferocity and danger of the fire.

Staring at the seventh floor, the security guard raised his hat, revealing a thin and fair face, his eyes twinkling and thoughtful.

"Um?"

Suddenly, the security guard raised his eyebrows, as if he felt something, his aura became different, and he turned around to look.

"Amitabha."

"Chen Beihai, I finally found you."

The monk's roundness then appeared, with his palms clasped together, and he chanted the name of the Buddha.

This security guard turned out to be Wu Madman Chen Beihai.

Wan Xing came back to Ningshan City to pursue Chen Beihai.

"Are you the round person known as the 'Vajra Monk'?"

Chen Beihai seemed to have specially investigated the information and information of martial arts practitioners from various places. He quickly recognized Yuan Xing, smiled and said: "By the way, you are also a monk from Wutai Mountain. You must not be here for nothing.

Revenge, right?"

"Kong Luo was originally a famous martial artist in the martial arts world. Unfortunately, he wanted to practice Buddhism and Zen. He betrayed the true meaning of martial arts, and that's why he lost to me. Taoism and Buddhism are all illusory things. Only the ultimate

Martial arts is the only truth."

"I heard that you practiced the King Kong Fist very well. Just in time, let me come and teach you today."

Looking at Yuan Xing, Chen Beihai's eyes flashed with heat and he said.

This is a man who is fanatical and paranoid about martial arts.

"Amitabha."

"My Buddha is compassionate."

Wan Xing opened his fists, like a fierce tiger standing guard, with a hint of sadness and indignation in his might.

"Come on."

Chen Beihai took off his coat and only wore a vest, revealing a strong torso. His arms seemed to have been tempered and tempered, and they were like twisted tree trunks. I don't know how much rigorous training he had gone through. They were strong, bold, and carrying

An evil spirit.

The night sky is quiet.

The leaves sway in the wind.

With a bang.

The monk Yuan Xing collided with Chen Beihai.

Everything is no longer peaceful.
Chapter completed!