The King of Close Soldiers of the Beauty President

Ye Zhibing closed the door, turned to look at Master Yao, and saw that he brought a lottery and walked up to Ye Zhibing.

"Benefactor, are you seeking wealth or marriage?"

this?Ye Zhibing thought for a while, stealing other people's ancestral treasures should be regarded as asking for money.

So Ye Zhibing clasped his palms together and saluted, "I'm asking for money."

Uncle Yao shook the lottery a few times and handed it to Ye Zhibing, "Benefactor, please draw a lottery."

Ye Zhibing stretched out his hand, and just as he was about to draw a lot, he suddenly heard arguing from the door.

"Hey, what are you doing lying on the door?"

"￥%...&"

"What are you talking about? This is a temple, you can't be so sneaky, are you trying to do something bad!"

Puffy.

There were two dull sounds, and then the young monk's screams were heard outside the door.

Uncle Yao's face changed, he put the stick into Ye Zhibing's hand, and said, "Wait a minute."

After speaking, Uncle Yao hurried to the door, opened it, and looked outside.

Ye Zhibing also followed with a stick in his hand to see what happened.

Outside the door, the two young men who followed Ye Zhibing were looking back at Master Yao in astonishment. On the ground was the young monk who had been beaten up.

Seeing Uncle Yao's teeth gnashing, Ye Zhibing suppressed his anger and asked the two in a low voice, "Why do you beat people in a pure Buddhist place?"

One of them said in broken Mandarin: "He...he scolded us."

Ye Zhibing deliberately expanded the conflict and let the two people show their true colors, so he said in Japanese: "This master asked you to kneel down and apologize."

The two were even more surprised, Ye Zhibing could speak their language?

"Why, you are not convinced? I'm sorry, the master will punish you."

"How can you speak our words?"

"You don't have to worry about this. If you don't listen to what the master says, you will die."

Uncle Yao was dumbfounded, completely unable to understand what Ye Zhibing and the two were talking about.

At this time, the little monk screamed and rolled on the ground. It was obvious that the two Orientals were very serious.

Master Yao went over to help the little monk with distress, and asked him where he was hurt.

The little monk said that someone kicked his chest twice, which hurt very much.

Uncle Yao recited "Amitabha", then turned his head and glared at the two Orientals.

Seeing Master Yao's expression, as if he was going to eat them up, the Dongyang people felt a little frightened.

In fact, Master Yao suppressed his anger and abided by the precepts of a monk.

But the Dongyang people misunderstood, the two looked at each other, nodded at each other, and decided to strike first.

"Ba ka!"

After the two cursed angrily, they kicked Master Yao with both legs.

Ye Zhibing was taken aback, he didn't expect these Japanese people to fight as soon as they said they wanted to, and they were deadly, attacking Master Yao's head.

Fearing that something might happen, Ye Zhibing hurriedly threw the lottery in his hand aside, and flew forward to rescue Master Yao.

But what surprised Ye Zhibing even more was that before Ye Zhibing could pass by, the two Orientals had already flown backwards.

The two of them were unlucky, because their heads hit the hard concrete wall, and with a bang, they both passed out, and they didn't know if they were dead or had a concussion.

Ye Zhibing saw clearly that Master Yao swung two punches in a very short period of time, hitting the legs of the two Japanese men and sending them flying.

This skill, tsk tsk, is amazing, Master Yao is simply the reincarnation of the sweeping monk!
Ye Zhibing saw that he didn't need his help now, so he restrained himself and asked Master Yao, "Master, it's okay."

Uncle Yao saw that Ye Zhibing was coming to rescue him just now, and he felt a little grateful.

He smiled and said, "It doesn't matter. By the way, who are these two people? What did you tell them just now?"

Ye Zhibing smiled slightly, "It's fine. I don't know who they are. I just asked them why they beat this little master."

Uncle Yao seemed to believe it, but suddenly asked again: "Why do they follow you all the time?"

Ye Zhibing's heart skipped a beat, did Uncle Yao see something?

"Master, I really don't know why they followed me. I'm a tourist, and today is the third day in Donghai. I heard that Xinglong Temple is quite famous, so I wanted to ask for a lottery. How about we wake them up?" ask?"

Uncle Yao shook his head, "I don't know what they say."

Ye Zhibing smiled and said, "I will, you can ask, I will translate, what do you think?"

Uncle Yao thought for a while and said, "Okay."

Ye Zhibing stood aside with a smile, watching Master Yao's skills.

Uncle Yao comforted the young monk and told him to lie down on the futon, then stood up and walked to the two Oriental men.

Ye Zhibing reminded Master Yao: "Master, it's not good to interrogate them in front of Guanyin."

Upon hearing this, Uncle Yao felt that what Ye Zhibing said made sense, so he stretched out his hands, grabbed the arms of the two Oriental men, and shouted "Get up", one with each hand, he lifted them up and dragged them to the left wing.

Ye Zhibing followed him in and helped close the door.

After entering the room, Uncle Yao threw the two of them on the ground, then bent down, and pinched a few acupuncture points of the two of them, and they woke up slowly.

When the two opened their eyes, they not only felt a splitting headache, but also saw the extremely powerful monk standing in front of him and staring at him, and a young man was helping him.

The situation was not good, the two of them didn't know how the enemy in front of them would deal with them, so they trembled with fear.

The young man still smiled at them inexplicably...

Seeing that the two of them had woken up, Master Yao said to Ye Zhibing, "Young man, why do they come to our temple?"

Ye Zhibing translated directly: "Why do you come to our temple?"

The two glanced at each other, still in shock.

Ye Zhibing let out a low growl: "What, you want to die, don't you? We'll help you."

One person replied: "Sir, we are following you."

"Why are you following me?"

"Because...because..."

Ye Zhibing roared angrily: "Speak if you have something to say, fart if you have something to say, and if you hesitate again, you will be killed and buried in the back mountain."

The two freaked out, "We said, we said."

Uncle Yao didn't understand what Ye Zhibing was talking to the two Orientals at all, so he interrupted and asked, "What are you talking to them about?"

Ye Zhibing turned his head and explained: "Master, I asked them why they came to the temple, but they faltered and refused to answer. I was angry."

Uncle Yao also widened his eyes angrily, "I'm angry too."

After speaking, Master Yao raised his fist, making a gesture to hit him.

Ye Zhibing urged, "Don't tell me soon?"

"Yes, Mr. Gao asked us to come..."

"Mr. Gao, which Mr. Gao?"

"Gao Zhipeng."

Isn't Gao Zhipeng the name of Mr. Gao?
Is it Mr. Gao who leaked his whereabouts and asked them to follow him?

Mr. Gao, what do you want to do?