Chapter 440 Move the Knife 【Subscription】

It was Fang Zheng who shot!

"Damn it, you still dare to do it!" The slender man raised his leg and kicked it!

As a result, Fangzheng's feet were faster than him, and with a bang, the concrete floor cracked! Everyone felt the shocking feeling. The savage man didn't dare to kick the raised foot. He smashed the concrete floor with one foot. What if this kick landed on him? Just thinking about it makes my head sweat...

The horse-faced man picked up the bench and threw it at Fangzheng, and found in horror that the huge gambling table was lifted up by Fangzheng with one hand, higher than his head! Fangzheng smiled and said, "Amitabha, benefactor, you hit the poor monk, and the poor monk hits you, and the cause and effect will be fulfilled, how about it?"

The horse-faced man was so frightened that he hurriedly put down the stool. It was a joke. When he hit this little stool, the other party might have nothing to do with it. The pure iron table hit him, but it would kill someone!

At the same time, following Fang Zheng's words, the poor monk came out, and everyone felt a blur in front of their eyes. The subconscious ignorance of Fang Zheng's identity disappeared instantly, and they all recognized Fang Zheng's identity.

"It's Fangzheng!"

"Damn, he already said his name is Fangzheng, but I didn't remember it."

"Damn it, why are all the monks here to gamble?"

"The point is, this monk is too aggressive in playing cards!"

"Luck is against the sky, Buddha bless you, it seems that I should go to worship Buddha if I have nothing to do in the future."

"I pray every day, but it doesn't have this effect. It really is not sincere enough..."

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At the same time as these onlookers sighed, Wang Qingzhi, Wang Laosi and the others woke up suddenly, looking at Fangzheng in front of them, let alone beating him, even if he was able to beat him, they would not dare to beat him! Famous eminent monks and divine monks in ten miles and eight villages, if they were beaten, the whole village might riot and tear them apart! At the very least, don't try to fool this matter easily and attract the police, it will cause accidents.

Wang Laosi was puzzled, this monk was dressed in a monk's robe, and his bare head looked like a light bulb, why didn't he recognize it? Why did Wang Qingzhi and others blind their eyes and bring him here! It's too late for them to hide!

But it's too late to say anything now, Wang Laosi said in a deep voice: "Master Fangzheng, you are boring, you take your Yangguan Road, I cross my single-plank bridge, we don't interfere with the river water, you don't want to kill people Forced?"

Fangzheng smiled, put down the table, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk will not force people to death, but it's hard to tell the benefactor. The poor monk came here this time for nothing else, just to see that everyone likes to play cards. I also want to play a few games, is that wrong?"

"What on earth are you going to do?" Wang Qingzhi called out.

Fangzheng pointed to the table and said, "It's nothing, I just want to play cards."

"What a fart! We've lost everything, how can we still play?" the man with thick flesh shouted.

Fangzheng put a sack of money on the table casually, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter if you don't have any money, the poor monk can lend it to you! You can borrow as much as you want, just write an IOU. The poor monk is very generous, as long as you play with the poor monk, There is no cap for poor monks, and they keep borrowing without urging them back."

"You..." Hearing Fangzheng's words, Wang Laosi rolled his eyes angrily. Isn't this his routine? It's just that he digs holes, boils frogs in warm water, and eats them bit by bit. Fang Zheng buys and sells them by force, grabs them and presses them into the pot. You will cry until you're stewed, and then eat your meat!

"I don't want to play!" The horse-faced man turned around and was about to run, but it turned out.

Boom!

With a loud bang, a table smashed against the door, and the big iron door slammed open!

Fangzheng smiled and said, "If you don't have fun with the poor monk today, no one will leave!"

"What's the matter? You still dare to kill?" the man with the horse face asked tremblingly.

Fangzheng smiled: "The poor monk dare not kill, but... the poor monk promises to make you happy."

"I don't fucking believe it, I'm leaving, what's wrong with you!" The horse-faced man's heart froze, thinking that Fang is a monk, so it's impossible for him to violate the precept of killing, right? It's okay to get a beating, as long as you leave here, it's better than losing a debt, right? Just as the horse-faced man was about to leave, he felt a tightness in the back of his neck, and then he flew up like a cloud, and fell on the kang with a bang, and then he struggled like a little chicken, and his clothes and trousers were pulled off three or two times, and then He was tied up by his own clothes and pants.

"What are you doing?" the horse-faced man called out.

Fangzheng said: "Jiaxing, the poor monk has a feather duster, just like chicken feathers."

Zheng Jiaxing was very happy when he saw this! I was tricked by these people before, and my family was almost ruined! Now that he had the opportunity to take revenge back, he felt extremely happy. Without further ado, he pulled a chicken feather and asked, "Fangzheng, what are you doing?"

"Scratch the soles of your feet, don't you need to be taught by the poor monk?" Fang Zheng said.

Zheng Jiaxing laughed immediately, and said repeatedly: "No, haha..."

Zheng Jiaxing ran over, and amidst the howling of the man with the horse face, he tore off the opponent's shoes, a stench came out, and Fangzheng subconsciously ducked back. Zheng Jiaxing pinched his nose, and Feather followed... The horse-faced man who was yelling just now started laughing...

"Ahahaha..., haha...don't scratch, haha...don't...haha...Zheng Jiaxing, I'm Cao your grandma...haha...grandma...haha..."

"Master Fangzheng, are you going too far? Are you forcing us to bet with you?" Wang Laosi said angrily.

Fangzheng spread his hands and said, "Don't say that, the poor monk is a good man. Look, how happy he is." After speaking, Fangzheng looked at the horse-faced man innocently.

Wang Laosi's face was so gloomy that water dripped out. Looking at the kitchen knife outside, he really wanted to kill this bald thief with one knife! But before he could move, Wang Qingzhi ran over suddenly, came in with a kitchen knife in each hand, and shouted, "Fangzheng, don't give me shame, no matter how good your martial arts are, you're still afraid of a kitchen knife! Believe it or not, I'll slash you with a knife! "

"Amitabha, what the benefactor said is scary." Fang Zheng said.

Wang Qingzhi thought that Fangzheng was afraid, so he waved the kitchen knife and said, "That's it for today, put down the money, get out!"

Fangzheng shook his head.

Wang Qingzhi threatened: "Do you want to test the sharpness of my knife or is your head hardened?"

As a result, Fang Zheng walked over directly, and said with a smile: "The poor monk really wants to try, come on, the poor monk is waiting." After speaking, Fang Zheng directly pointed his bald head at Wang Qingzhi, with a relaxed expression on his face.

Wang Qingzhi was immediately dumbfounded. He had seen someone who was not afraid of death, but he had never seen someone so fearless! He dared to hit someone, and he dared to cripple a person, but he didn't dare to kill someone! If this knife goes down, it will kill someone! What's more, Fangzheng is not an ordinary person. If he was hit or injured, he would be in big trouble.

Wang Qingzhi subconsciously looked at Wang Laosi, Wang Laosi was also wrinkled, and his brows had already become Sichuan characters, and they were almost twisted together.

Wang Laosi gritted his teeth and said, "Master Fangzheng, if you push people into a hurry, I dare to kill!"