Resurrection of Gods and Demons: Play as Monkey King Monkey King at the beginning

Fang Ming lowered his head and thought about it, then nodded immediately, "It's possible."

He Shen opened his mouth, feeling that the situation was getting worse, and he muttered in a low voice, "Then what should we do now? If the beggars that appear are not the ones in the mission, how can we tell them apart? How can the municipal government tell the difference?"

Luo Sheng said: "We can't tell the difference, and they certainly can't tell the difference either."

Fang Ming looked at Luo Sheng, "Does that mean this mission is yellow?"

"Not quite."

Luo Sheng said slowly, "To complete this task, the difficulty itself is quite high, and most of the beggars that appear on the streets of Los Angeles are from the Western Holy See. As long as Li Lingsnake wins the competition, defeat Li Yuchun as the representative Western worship, more than half of this task has been completed.”

Fang Ming said: "It's only been a day, and these people have appeared. I really can't believe that if Li Lingsnake wins, will they be targeted?"

He Shen looked at Luo Sheng, "Don't forget that the two of us are the ones who started it."

Luo Sheng said disdainfully, "Are you scared?"

He Shen slapped his heart, and said without shame: "The word fear is not in my dictionary!"

Luo Sheng rolled his eyes at him, "Then you should change the dictionary."

He Shen: "..."

After the two chattered for a few words, Fang Ming withdrew his gaze from Fifth Liurong and looked at the communicator in his hand.

He said: "Now there are so many rumors on the Internet that the cardinal of the Western Holy See is going to compete with Qin Wenming. Many people have called the city hall, but the city hall has not responded to this."

Luo Sheng smiled slightly, as if he had already guessed this would be the case.

He smiled and said: "Although Qin Wenming uses the portraits of the Western Holy See to help the people open the door of heaven, in his heart, he does not flatter outsiders, otherwise he would not have issued such a task."

Fang Ming nodded, and he also agreed with Luo Sheng's guess.

Instead, He Shen said disapprovingly: "In this matter, I still think that You Lao handled it best, because our military and the great masters we have trained all have the opportunity to become King Wu, but with the help of the portraits of the Western Holy See The people of Tianmen lack this opportunity, and the grand master is the last stop of their practice."

Fang Ming nodded again, admitting that what He Shen said was true.

Luo Sheng was a little puzzled, and was about to ask, when three figures blocked the sunlight in front of them.

He Shen imitated Luo Sheng's tone and said, "Please step aside, you are blocking my sunlight."

Luo Sheng raised his head and saw that the three people were also dressed as beggars, but unlike the five just now, their eyes were even less friendly.

The leading beggar was about forty years old, not much different from Fifth Liurong's age.

He looked at Luo Sheng and the three sitting in the corner, and said, "This is my territory, you three, get lost..."

Halfway through speaking, Luo Sheng reached out and pinched the opponent's ankle, like swinging a mallet, smashed it twice, and threw it aside.

At this time, the number of pedestrians on Xianxia Road has gradually increased.

Seeing this scene, they gathered together to watch the excitement.

The middle-aged man, who was hit twice by Luo Sheng and almost fainted, was lying on the ground with a look of lovelessness.

The middle-aged man rested for a long time, got up, and shouted at Luo Sheng: "Do you know who I am?"

Luo Sheng smiled contemptuously, "Then do you know who I am?"

The middle-aged man was startled, "Who are you?"

"I am your father."

Middle-aged dead.

A group of people watched the middle-aged man fall backwards, thinking about what Luo Sheng said just now, after two seconds, they all burst out laughing.

They had never seen such an interesting person.

Luo Sheng didn't like being used to people's stink. Their open space has excellent views and good feng shui. How could anyone let it in?
He looked at the middle-aged man who fell on the ground and fainted again, and asked He Shen beside him, "In this day and age, no one touches porcelain, right?"

"Pengcier?"

He Shen thought hard for a while, then shook his head and said: "Everyone is very busy. Human life is worthless these days. As long as it is not that kind of cruel and inhumane guy, the military and the local federation don't care."

"That's good."

Luo Sheng was also afraid that he would not be able to adapt to this era.

Hearing what He Shen said, he began to like this era a little bit.

This is an era where the strong are king.

The other two beggars, seeing their boss being thrown unconscious like a sandbag, did not dare to fart, lifted their boss up, and ran to the other side.

Luo Sheng said indifferently: "If you can do it, don't BB."

Fang Ming felt that Luo Sheng was a very interesting person. When Fifth Liurong came, he talked about his feelings with him.

Because he knew he couldn't beat it.

This time, this middle-aged man is not even a junior martial artist, so he doesn't know where he got the confidence to make such a jump.

When he thought that Luo Sheng was going to reason with people, he found that Luo Sheng was not the kind of person to convince people with reason.

In fact, there was another reason why Luo Sheng chose Thunder to attack.

That is, when the middle-aged man came to Xianxia Road, six waves of beggars appeared from both sides of the street.

They kept a certain distance from each other.

It seems to have their own factions, very uncoordinated.

Luo Sheng didn't want to have a wave of beggars, just wanting to occupy the position they had occupied in advance.

Everyone is begging for food based on their strength, so why let them?
Sure enough, after he showed such a trick, the other beggars who wanted to grab the seats finally stopped staring at them, but found their own seats, set up the bowls, and while watching the gradually increasing crowd, put out a picture A bored and lazy look.

Luo Sheng asked Fang Ming to put away the communicator, and began to peek at these groups of beggars coming from different directions.

He really couldn't tell which beggars were the handful mentioned in the quest.

But he knew that these people came to join in the fun at this time, and they were all uneasy and kind.

How to influence them and let them abandon the dark and turn to the bright is really a technical job.

He stood up, moved around a few times, and lay down in a lazy posture, and began to think hard about how to operate.

At this time.

Guan Dekuan came out of the Yuchun Martial Arts Hall, and was surprised to see Luo Shengsheng jumping up and down. With two plates of breakfast in his hand, he walked quickly to Luo Sheng and the other two, put the breakfast down lightly, and said: " Mr Norwich, your leg..."

Luo Sheng was busy today, so he forgot about it. Guan Dekuan must have seen the activity just now.

Without blushing and heart beating, he stretched out his hand to pick up a piece of breakfast, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and said, "I don't feel sensation on my two legs every one, three, five, and intermittently on two, four, and six. It all depends on my perseverance." Hold on."

Guan Dekuan threw himself to the ground in admiration, gave a thumbs up and praised: "Mr. Norwich has extraordinary perseverance, and the younger generation admires him."

Luo Sheng waved his hand and was about to speak...

At this time.

Wu Jianlei, who came from the Spirit Snake Martial Arts Hall, walked up to He Shen, put down two plates of breakfast, and said, "Mr. Lu, our owner doesn't know what you like to eat, so he asked me to bring you some appetizers. The staple food will be here in a while."

The chief disciples of the two martial arts halls treated the two beggars in such a way that their jaws dropped in shock?
Many people have speculated, who are these two beggars?