The Personal Crazy Doctor of the Female CEO

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Jinglei exerted a little force on his hand, and slowly turned Monk Shi Ming's left hand to the right, gradually turning it to a degree that violated the human skeleton.

"Crack! Crack!"

The crisp sound of dislocation of bones came from Monk Shi Ming's shoulder joints, and the sound was very clear.

Monk Shi Ming wants to take away his left hand, but he can't do it at all. If this continues, not only will his arm be disabled, but he will also fall into absolute passivity. It will be difficult to seize the initiative.

Thinking of this, monk Shi Ming became ruthless, directly tore off his left hand with his right hand, and then jumped back.

"Determined enough, this courage is extraordinary!"

The decision of the strong man to cut off his wrist also shocked Lin Jinglei, so Lin Jinglei praised him a little.

Because being able to reach the realm of a master is not to say that it is such an exaggeration among the dragons and phoenixes, but it is also called an outstanding person. Martial arts practice requires a lot of hardships and countless trials. Those who can reach this realm are all determined gritty people.

Surviving with a broken arm is nothing, so Lin Jinglei was just a small exaggeration.

Monk Shi Ming jumped backwards, and after landing, he tapped heavily with his right hand on the broken arm of his left hand a few times. The blood flowed like a column at the broken left arm, and the blood slowly stopped and stopped flowing.

However, Monk Shi Ming's complexion was quite pale after finishing.

"You have such strength at such a young age, who are you?"

Monk Shi Ming finally realized something was wrong and asked in a trembling voice.

"I'm just a person who should have died a long time ago, and I have no background."

Lin Jinglei said with some melancholy.

When Lin Jinglei was feeling a little sentimental, Monk Shi Ming seized the opportunity and rushed towards the courtyard wall of the Taoist temple, pretending to ask questions, but actually looking for an opportunity to slip away. It turned out that he planned to escape early in the morning, and he was actually found. Chance.

Monk Shi Ming stepped on both feet, threw himself towards the outer wall of the courtyard, stretched out his hands and grabbed his whole body, and flew into the air. He was about to climb over the courtyard wall, and then jumped into the forest and escaped far away. The mountains are high and the roads are far away. The boy will not chase himself desperately.

Monk Shi Ming thought so, but the premise of all this is that he can really run out!

Monk Shi Ming crossed the courtyard wall with half his body, and the mountains and forests not far away were already in sight, but a big black shoe board was extremely abruptly imprinted on Shi Ming's face, and he kicked Shi Ming who was about to jump out again. Stepped down.

"I really don't know whether to say you are stupid or smart. Even if you break your left arm and you can escape without my elbow, what's the use?"

"You are even more powerless now, and you don't even have a chance to escape. You are not as fast as me. Don't you think that dragging your injured body will have an advantage over me in terms of speed? " Lin Jinglei said playfully.

Then he stepped on Monk Shi Ming's chest, and stomped heavily on the vent, blocking the breath in Monk Shi Ming's meridians.

The ready-to-go blow was held in the chest, like a cannonball blasting the chest, it was extremely uncomfortable, the viscera was damaged, and the corners of the mouth were overflowing with blood. Lin Jinglei's foot completely crushed monk Shiming's hope.

Today's monk Shi Ming has really fallen into a situation where people are fighting for swords and I am for fish and meat, and he no longer has any ability to resist.

"How can I even touch that beauty, why are you killing them all like this? Let me go, and today's matter will be exposed. It can be regarded as a good relationship between the poor monk and you, and you will have good fortune in the future!"

Shi Ming said swearingly.

"Unfortunately, I don't believe this."

Lin Jinglei strolled nonchalantly and said, then raised one foot slightly, this time the target was aimed at Shi Ming's head, with this kick, Shi Ming's head would be crushed.

"I'm a member of the Rakshasa crowd. Behind our Rakshasa crowd is a master of the ninth level! Aren't you afraid that the people behind me will make trouble for you?"

Shi Ming said viciously, as if he was putting all his eggs in one basket just to win a chance of life.

Feeling the shadow gradually enveloping his head, Shi Ming really felt the strong breath of death, since he can't be soft, he can only come hard, and in a hurry, Shi Ming bit the bullet and threatened Lin Jinglei.

"Are the Rakshasa people? This is the south of Xia Kingdom, why did you come all the way here?"

When Lin Jinglei heard what Monk Shi Ming said, he really put down his raised foot slowly, but it was not because he was threatened, but because he was simply curious.

The Rakshasa Congregation is a powerful sect, and it is quite well-known in the Xia Kingdom's martial arts circle, but it is not a good reputation, but a notorious notoriety.

The Shaolin Temple, an old school of martial arts in the central part of Xia Kingdom, has a deep relationship with the Rakshas. According to legend, the Rakshas were founded by a group of monks who were expelled from the Shaolin Temple's precepts hundreds of years ago.

Those monks were all criminals who committed the Eight Precepts.

The eight precepts are: one abstain from killing, two abstain from stealing, three abstain from adultery, four abstain from lying, five abstain from drinking alcohol, six abstain from wearing incense and decorations, that is, no flower garlands and no perfumes, seven abstain from sitting on a high and wide bed, and eight abstain from nonsense. Timely eating, that is, skipping meals after noon, this kind of people are not tolerated in Shaolin.

But because of the precept not to kill, Shaolin Temple can only drive them away, exile thousands of miles away, and order them not to come back, otherwise they will be punished with hundreds of sticks!
Shaolin Temple has a special set of rod punishment and stick punishment, which is an extremely harsh punishment method in Shaolin. It only hits the joints.

A series of hundreds of sticks, fearing that the bones would be broken, so this group of people walked far away, and did not dare to come back until they died.

The Rakshasas were the sect founded by these people. At that time, there were many barbarians in the west, and the people were not yet enlightened, so they spread their ideas widely, and with their martial arts cultivation, they had a great say in the west, which advocated force.

After years of development, it became a malignant tumor, and the imperial capital also sent troops to wipe it out.

However, the roots of the Rakshasa are deep, and the development of hundreds of years has prevented them from being completely destroyed at the root. There is a trend of wildfires that can't be burned out, and the spring breeze will regenerate.

Now that the Rakshasa sent people to the south, Lin Jinglei wanted to find out the reason and plan.

"I'm just here to visit friends. Ah!!"

Monk Shi Ming was still dishonest, still making up nonsense, Lin Jinglei kicked Shi Ming's left leg off, and Monk Shi Ming screamed in the middle of his words.

"Do you think I look like a fool? I want to be honest!"

Lin Jinglei said with a dark face.

"I, I. I'll come"

Monk Shi Ming's complexion was cloudy, hesitating and unable to utter a complete sentence.

"My patience has a limit!"

Lin Jinglei said in a low voice, and then broke Monk Shi Ming's right leg!