Tang Feng raised his eyes and looked forward. There were many men in black gathering around him. It seemed that it was impossible to secretly make this man in black faint.
Tang Feng's right hand had already shown his flying knife. If it was exposed, he could only fight one battle. Although the men in black in front of him would be very quick, they were still far behind Tang Feng.
The man in black shouted: "Boy, you are new to our Feirui organization. Do you know that when we organize actions, we are not allowed to cover up our face."
Tang Feng let go of his collar and smiled at the man in black. At the same time, the flying knife in his right hand was already exposed. He was about to be killed with one blow, but he heard the phone caller around Tang Feng's waist ringing. The low voice said: "Cheetah." Take your team members directly into Jiming Temple on Liangzhou Island. The others continue to clean up one island at a time. Finally, they join forces on Liangzhou Island. That woman will definitely be hiding on Liangzhou Island."
Hearing a telephone call sounding around Tang Feng's waist, the man in black opposite was obviously stunned. Then he quickly lowered his head, took a few steps, and said, "Sorry, sorry. It's all my fault that I don't know Mount Tai. Brother Don’t blame me or not.”
Tang Feng nodded calmly, then raised his collar and turned to the small bridge leading to Liangzhou Island. Only then did he realize that among these people in black, only those with small territorial status could be equipped. This phone caller, so when the man in black saw the call device on Tang Feng’s waist, he immediately lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
Tang Feng looked at Liangzhou Island, which was as vague as a fairyland in the water vapor ahead. The doubts in his heart became deeper and deeper.
"When will the Feirui Organization come out? Does it have any connection with Feirui Pharmaceutical Company, the largest pharmaceutical company in the United States?"
After crossing the water bridge, I came to Liangzhou Island.
Liangzhou Island is the most densely constructed island on the five islands, so it is also the easiest island to hide. Tang Feng followed a path and looked at the signs around him and walked towards Jiming Temple.
There are several couples walking on Liangzhou Island from time to time. Occasionally, I will see the devout aunts and aunts. They are all Buddhist believers.
Tang Feng glanced at the sign on one side. It marked a Wenji Pavilion. After passing Wenji Pavilion, it was Jiming Temple.
Tang Feng looked up at the sky. The snow had not stopped yet. The sky was getting darker and darker. The dark clouds were getting lower and lower. It seemed that there would be a big blizzard at night.
After passing through the Wenji Pavilion and turning over the flowers, you will see a small temple. The three red words "Ji Ming Temple" are engraved above the narrow door of the temple.
Tang Feng walked in. Although it was a small temple, the incense was very popular. Even in this weather when the wind and snow were about to come, there were still a few people kneeling devoutly to worship incense.
The heavy snow accumulated more than ten centimeters thick. When people stepped in, they could directly cross their ankles.
Tang Feng walked into the hall while the snow was covered. There were also these messy snow marks on the ground inside the hall. These footprints with snow marks went straight to the back of the temple.
Tang Feng knew that someone had already reached one step earlier than him. He looked around and then spared the statue of Tathagata Buddha and walked towards the backyard of the temple.
Before I reached the door, a murderous aura had already floated.
Tang Feng couldn't help but lift his energy. He cages his clothes, raises his collar, covers the brim of his hat, and quietly comes to a small Buddhist temple.
A sharp voice came from the Buddhist temple: "Old monk. We know. Miss Mo will definitely contact you. Don't worry. Just tell us where Miss Mo Yan is. We promise not to hurt her. And we will give you chickens. A golden arhat was sculpted in Ming Temple."
This man's voice was very sharp. I think it was because he hurt his throat while practicing Kung Fu.
Tang Feng walked openly to the entrance of the small Buddhist temple and looked inside. He saw a yellow tea table in all directions at the innermost part of the Buddhist temple. On the tea table was a pharmacist Buddha made of brass. Next to the coffee table was an old monk with a long beard.
Opposite the old monk, there were two people standing. One was very thin and a big bag was raised on his neck. I think he was the one who spoke just now.
The other person was very strong. When you looked closely, he turned out to be a mixed-race man. Although he had black hair and yellow skin, his eyes were blue, naked and as strong as a cow.
Seeing Tang Feng arrive, the old monk thought it was the companion of the two. He ignored it. The rooster's voice and mixed-race man just turned around and took a simple look at Tang Feng. He ignored it.
The old monk held the rosary in his hand and said lightly: "The three donors, Miss Mo Yan, are really not here with me. I have never contacted the monk. If you don't believe me, you can search my Jiming Temple."
The mixed-race strong man doesn't speak. I think it may be because he doesn't speak well in Chinese. The thin man with a rooster's voice sneered: "Old monk. Do you think we will believe you say this? Don't worry. We searched back for Jiming Temple But when we searched, if we broke these Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, I hope you will be more responsible for the old monk.”
The old monk closed his eyes and said nothing more. He picked up a wooden hammer and gently knocked on the wooden fish on the table next to him.
"Dang". A crisp sound is distant and crisp, shocking the soul.
The man with a rooster voice sneered and screamed: "Old monk, don't be shameless. Let me tell you. The entire Xuanwu Lake has been surrounded by our Feirui Group layer by layer. Even if Mo Yan grows wings, he can't fly. go out."
The old monk still didn't speak. The wooden hammer fell for the second time. Another shocking echo was heard.
The mixed-race strong man on the side was obviously no longer patient. He roared and shouted in stiff Chinese: "Smash your Taoist temple."
Obviously, this mixed-race strong man couldn't even distinguish between basic temples and Taoist temples. I think he must not live in Xuanyuan Kingdom often.
After shouting this stubborn Chinese, the mixed-race strong man stomped his feet and kicked his right foot sideways. The sandalwood table placed beside the wall was shattered by one kick.
The wood chips were scattered all over the floor.
Tang Feng was secretly surprised to see it. He suddenly realized that this strong man's martial arts skills were really good. He should be almost the same as the Mad Bull King Hansheng.
The thin man with a rooster voice waved at Tang Feng and said, "Come here and smash it for me. I will smash the Buddhist temple to pieces."
After saying that, the man with a rooster voice jumped up and then flew over the worship table. He raised his foot and kicked the pharmacist Buddha on the table.
The old monk who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes. The wooden hammer in his hand was accurately hitting the bend of the rooster's throat.
The cockerel's voice had been paying attention to the old monk. At this moment, he sneered, then jumped up suddenly, avoiding the old monk's sharp attack and jumped to the ground. "Haha" sneered: "The old bald donkey is indeed a master. Humph .I knew Mo Yan was here with you. Hand her over quickly.”
The old monk simply said: "Mo Yan is not here with me. If you destroy me, the Medicine Buddha. Of course, I can't let you succeed."
The cockerel sneered in his throat and said, "Bald donkey. You are far worse than lying. Your eyes have betrayed you."
After saying that, the rooster lowered his head and said to a telephone: "The old monk from Jiming Temple has been confirmed to know the details. Cheetah. Come bring people here quickly."
The low voice in the phone said, "Very good. Others continue to search for the original way. Cheetah. You move faster."
As soon as the call ended, the cockerel's voice surrounded the old monk at the same time.
Tang Feng frowned secretly when he saw it. He had not seen Mo Yan yet. So he was thinking about whether to help the old monk.
The battle was approaching in an instant. The momentum released by the three of them made Tang Feng dare not underestimate it. He now understood what Xia Huo said: The water in Xuanyuan Kingdom is deep.
"Stop." A cold and arrogant rebuke. Then a beautiful figure walked out from the small door behind the Buddhist temple. The woman was wrapped in a brown tiger-skin coat. Her hair was slightly curly and draped on her shoulders. Her eyebrows were bent. Bend, pursed lips, as proud as a fairy. It is Mo Yan.
The thin monkey with a rooster voice retreated. Then he quickly said in the phone: "Finish Mo Yan. Just be in Jiming Temple."
"Okay. Everyone rushed to Liangzhou Island immediately and surrounded Jiming Temple." The man's low voice couldn't help but reveal an excitement.
The old monk glanced at Mo Yan and gently tapped the wooden fish beside him. With a "defying" sound, he shook his head and said, "Child. You shouldn't come out."
Mo Yan took two steps closer and said, "No. Abbot. I can't bring bad luck to Jiming Temple. I should be swallowing this poisonous fruit alone, not letting you bear it together. And I can't escape it after all. . ""
The man with a rooster voice smiled and said, "Miss Mo Yan, what do you say? What is it called Poison Fruit? In our Feirui Group, Miss Mo Yan, you have always been detached from your status and come and go freely."
"Lacking dog." Mo Yan said two words coldly. Then he felt that these two words could not express his meaning. He said coldly: "Traitor."
The man's face changed with a rooster voice and said angrily: "Slutty, I'll tell you. Don't give me a face. Humph. Let's take Miss Mo Yan away."
The mixed-race strong man Li Weisi and the rooster voice surrounded Mo Yan together.
The wooden hammer in the old monk's hand fell on the wooden fish again. But this time it did not fall down gently. Instead, it made a loud bang. The wooden fish burst out with a "bang".
"If I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell, the child will enter my Jiming Temple. I will have the Buddha to bless you."
The old monk said as he flashed his figure. The cassock bulged a yellow curtain and wrapped the rooster's voice and the Levitra.
"He's a master." The thin man with a rooster voice seemed very excited. His palms turned into claws. With a squeak, he tore the robes apart.
Li Weisi also gave up Mo Yan and surrounded the old monk.
The old monk fought alone with two people. He was not afraid of the evil spirits. He was a set of demon-eliminating arhat fist. The tiger and tiger were born with wind.
Li Weisi and the old monk punched each other with a "bang". The two of them took two steps away. They couldn't help but burst out a mouthful of blood at the same time. They actually shocked their lungs.
"Bastard, don't you pull out your gun and kill the old monk." Li Weisi swallowed his blood and roared at Tang Feng at the door in stiff Chinese.
Tang Feng took two steps and said, "Yes."
When Li Weisi saw Tang Feng's lazy expression, she couldn't help but feel angry. She slapped Tang Feng on the cheek with a palm and cursed: "Dog thing."
Tang Feng turned his head slightly and flashed.
Levitra was furious and said, "I dare to..."
The next moment, he touched his neck and couldn't speak. However, Tang Feng took the flying knife and accidentally cut his throat.
Mo Yan, the old monk, and the rooster were shocked at the same time.
The cockerel's throat spread out his arms, and swept out from the window like an eagle. He was extremely keen. Seeing this scene, the cockerel's throat knew that he would definitely not get any benefits today. So he flew immediately.
"It's the Flying Hawk again." Tang Feng thought helplessly. Then he swung out Xiao Li's flying knife in his right hand.