Text_Chapter 1917: The Streets Are Full of People with Swastika Marks

Chapter 1917 The streets are full of people with swastika marks

Come mysteriously, go quietly. * WwW.suimeng.lā

Just like a fairy, disappearing invisible.

Disappeared with that strong breath of evil spirits.

Long Fei was a little puzzled, and looked at his devil's hand, "I found out that he became the Son of God just like that?"

The reason why the breath of the evil spirit on the woman's body is different is entirely because of the surge of power in the devil's hand, and it will be like this when it senses the breath of evil power.

only……

Long Fei did not expect that the woman would regard him as the Holy Son.

"If only I were really the Holy Son."

"wrong!"

"I must become the Holy Son, Master Tianshu is still waiting for me to save." Long Fei's eyes became firm, "Master Tianshu doesn't know what's going on."

Falling from the sky, is it dead or alive?

Long Fei was very worried.

Not long after, Piccolo woke up, glanced at Long Fei, and said, "Chef, what happened?"

Long Fei regained his expression and shook his head, saying: "It's nothing."

"Tomorrow's martial arts assessment, you must be careful." Long Fei reminded.

Piccolo said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have never been afraid of anyone in the martial arts assessment, and I will never lose."

He thought to himself: "My goal is to become a man of Wufo."

...

early morning.

The monks from Jianli Temple came suddenly, without saying anything, they let all three of them out.

Outside the gate of Jianli Temple.

"You bastard, I lost all my face."

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

Before Long Fei could react,

The cane held in an old man's hand was pulled down fiercely, and it hit Kuo Shao's chest. His clothes were torn apart, and his skin was ripped apart.

That kind of feeling is a burning pain even just looking at it.

Kuo Shao lowered his head, not daring to speak.

With anger in his eyes, the old man said: "It's the same as your cheap mother, a useless thing!"

A trace of anger flashed in Kuo Shao's eyes.

The old man's eyes widened, and he whipped the whip again, not caring about the life and death of Kuo Shao, "If I had known earlier, I would never have let you come into this world."

Long Fei couldn't bear to listen, took a step forward, and said slightly: "Why didn't your father shoot you on the wall back then?"

The old man stared at Long Fei coldly, and whipped his whip at Long Fei without saying a word, and shouted angrily, "What are you, are you qualified to talk to me?"

Before the whip fell, Piccolo moved slightly.

Kuo Shao's body also moved.

Involuntarily, they took the initiative to protect Long Fei.

But Long Fei was one step ahead of them, grabbed the leather whip, yanked it, and grabbed it directly. The whip flashed in mid-air, and was about to whip it back.

but.

Long Fei glanced at Kuo Shao, but finally held back.

"Dare to snatch my whip?"

"Dog, I think you are tired of living."

"Come here, arrest them again." The old man's eyes were angry.

Long Fei's brows turned cold, and a murderous aura burst out from his body, and he said in a deep voice, "I will kill anyone who makes a fucking move!"

He doesn't care about that much.

Already very upset.

If Long Fei is upset again, he will kill him!

The few people behind the old man dared not move.

Piccolo shouted coldly: "We are people who have awakened the swastika imprint. Dare to do anything to us, it is disrespectful to the Holy Son. What are you, an elder of a Buddhist temple?"

"Dare to whip the future Martial Buddha, do you believe that I can make thousands of believers wring your head off with a single greeting?" Piccolo said fiercely.

The old man's eyes were shocked, "Swastika imprint? Hmph, do you think I will believe it? Who would believe it? Even a lowly breed like him is worthy of being a martial Buddha?"

"Now go to the street and see who doesn't have a swastika on their back?"

How could a lowly person become a noble martial Buddha?

Absolutely impossible!

He knew very well that Kuo Shao would not be able to become a martial Buddha.

It is impossible to become a Wufo at all.

Piccolo froze for a moment, "What do you mean?"

The old man sneered and said, "What I mean is that your so-called swastika imprint is just a tattoo, but at that time, a little bit of Buddhist power on your body was used to stimulate the golden light to create the illusion of awakening the swastika imprint. Do you think anyone will believe it? Haha Haha... your tricks are all badly played by others."

"Now go to the street and see, is there anyone who doesn't have a swastika mark on his back?"

"snort!"

"The seal of the swastika, the seal of the Buddha Lord, and want to become a martial Buddha... just you, a lowly person, this life is just a dream." The old man stared coldly at Kuo Shao, and said, "Don't embarrass me again, otherwise I'll lose face." Will make you disappear like your mother disappeared."

Vicious, vicious.

Kuo Shao clenched his fists tightly and his joints cracked.

If this was according to Long Fei's character, the old man's head would have fallen to the ground.

But.

After all, this is the family affairs of Mr. Kuo, and it is not good for others to intervene.

The old man swaggered away.

Piccolo looked at Kuo Shao, a little puzzled, and asked, "Is he really your father? How could you have such a father? Aren't you a rich man? Why..."

Can't understand.

Yesterday, he was still a domineering dandy with evil slaves.

Today became such a miserable state.

Kuo Shao loosened his fist slightly, and said with a wry smile: "In his eyes, I have always been a lowly bastard with a lowly life. If it wasn't for that blood relationship, I would have died long ago."

Long Fei said slightly: "People don't have high or low, the so-called high or low is just imposed by the world, since he treats you as a lowly person, then you use your noble body to slap him hard. "

Kuo Shao looked at Long Fei and said, "Noble body?"

Long Fei said: "Become a Martial Buddha!"

Kuo Shao said: "But we... I,,, am I really the one chosen by the Lord Buddha?"

He didn't even believe it himself.

Although, he himself knew that he had awakened the swastika mark, but...can he become a martial Buddha?

Piccolo said: "Others' swastika marks are tattoos, but ours is real. Based on this alone, we have to prove it to others."

Long Fei said lightly: "Let's go, the martial arts assessment is about to begin."

The three walked out of Jianli Temple and came to the street.

Discover……

Just as Kuo Shao's father said, the streets are full of people with their upper body naked, and they all have a big swastika on their backs.

Some people are tattooed.

Some people are more straightforward, directly drawing on it with a brush, sweating a little, and directly pouring ink on their backs.

that scene...

Long Fei was so stunned that he couldn't speak, "Fuck me, are you a group of retarded people?"

Everyone dreams of becoming the Son.

Even if he can't become the Holy Son, it is a supreme honor to be a Martial Buddha.

The monk is also crazy.

Suddenly.

Piccolo pointed to the distance and said, "Look."

"Saint in white."

Long Fei and Kuo Shao both looked over at the same time, and at this moment... Long Fei's devil hand began to surge again, and Long Fei's brows tightened, "Is she the evil spirit that appeared last night?"