Urban: I have a new identity every week

Dozens of bandits fell down one by one.

"Ah! Stupid, god damn bald head, please step on the horse and point it right!"

"Sir! I beg you to replace someone and shoot us. Let's apply for a replacement, apply for a replacement!"

"Sir, killing people is nothing more than nodding your head. Why do you have to be so vicious? Find someone else!"

A group of bandits rolled on the ground, tears streaming down their face, crying hoarsely.

The soldiers around looked strange.

The battalion commander couldn't hold back his face. The monk fired so many shots that he knocked people down, but he didn't kill any of them. He is a person who uses torture!

"Stop, stop!" The battalion commander couldn't stand it anymore.

Tang Seng didn't hear it at first, but after seeing the battalion commander's gesture, he stopped, his eyes were full of excitement, and he said loudly: "Benefactor, can I let the poor monk try that?"

He points to a tank.

Everyone: "..."

The bandits on the ground cursed in their hearts.

What resentment what?

Did we dig your ancestral grave?

You want to bombard us with tanks!

Do you know this is a waste of shells!Waste of military supplies!Shame on waste!

The battalion commander was someone who had experienced it, and it could be seen that after Tang Seng broke through the difficulty of shooting for the first time, he fell into a state of excitement that killed red eyes.

Although he didn't kill any of them.

"It's a waste of hundreds of thousands of shells to hit them. Let's replace it with a heavy machine gun." The battalion commander lit a cigarette and shouted.

The two soldiers followed the order to lift the heavy machine gun.

The bandits on the ground nodded frantically to the battalion commander's words, at least the whole body must be left behind after death.

After being hit by a tank, I couldn't even find my shoes.

Watching the actions of the battalion commander, Tang Seng knew that the small white stick given to him by the commander before was used in this way, but he was more interested in the lighter.

"Benefactor, what is this thing? Why does it burst into flames when you press it?" Tang Seng asked curiously.

The battalion commander was a little proud, he didn't expect that one day a lighter could be used to show off.

"Lighter, press here to fire."

"Amitabha, what a wonderful workmanship." Tang Seng once again expressed his sincere admiration.

The battalion commander took out a cigarette: "Come, take a whole one."

Tang Seng imitated him, put it in his mouth, lit it, and took a sip: "Ahem...cough cough..."

Just took a sip and coughed violently.

"Smoking for the first time, don't be too anxious, just take your time." The battalion commander said with a smile.

"Battalion Commander, the heavy machine gun is here!"

Several soldiers carried a heavy machine gun and put it on the ground, pointing the gun at the bandits.

"Come on, Guard Tang, try this, it's much more powerful than a light machine gun."

The battalion commander patted the barrel of the heavy machine gun.

Tang Seng loaded the gun according to the method the soldier taught him, with a cigarette in his mouth, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da da..."

On the wasteland, Tang Sanzang was puffing out smoke with smoke in his mouth, roaring and shooting with a heavy machine gun in his hand, and his broken cassock was blown up by the wind.

Under the setting sun, that was his lost youth.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 794 Eagle Sorrow, Little White Dragon

After the zombies were wiped out, the army returned to camp.

Tang Seng was sitting on the troop carrier, holding his gun, a submachine gun, in his arms.

He communicated with the little assistant in his mind.

"You don't kill people, don't you? Monk, you have already broken the precept of killing." The little assistant sneered mercilessly.

Tang Seng said: "Amitabha, the poor monk is nothing more than another way to send them to the blissful life as soon as possible. The battalion commander said this is called physical transcendence."

"Hehe, I just want to remind you that if you want to leave this world, you have to plunder the luck of this world."

"Namo Amitabha, this world is very interesting, and the poor monk has no intention of leaving." Tang Seng said the truth, and he thought it was more interesting than learning scriptures.

After he understands the world clearly.

He will travel across thousands of mountains and rivers in this world, spreading and promoting Buddhism.

After arriving at the barracks, Tang Seng also participated in the training, because his body was too weak.

Meng Hai wondered how he killed two zombies by himself.

If it weren't for his relatively rare status as a monk, he would have been kicked out of the barracks long ago.

After all, the army doesn't keep people in the army for nothing.

Then Tang Seng's daily life is training.

His whole person is changing from the inside out, because the army is the fastest place to change a person.

Tang Seng used to abide by the clear Buddhist rules and precepts.

But now, when something happened, the first thing that came to his mind was the military regulations.

He has already broken the meat precept during training.

Because training consumes a lot of energy, he can't support himself on a vegetarian diet. He has to eat meat.

Then I couldn't stop eating it.

Mom, it's so delicious!

Tang Seng felt that the Buddha forbade his disciples to eat meat, and because of this alone, Buddhism could not be promoted.

He was more and more dissatisfied with the Buddha in his heart, and felt that there were more and more unreasonable precepts.

And he seriously suspected that those monks were stealing meat.

Otherwise, why were all the monks he met before fat?

Now Tang Seng has also begun to study science.

It has been scientifically proven that it is impossible for a person who has been a vegetarian for a long time to grow into a fat person.

In addition, during this period of time in the army, what he heard most was the legend about Marshal Su.

Let him not only admire him.

However, as an outsider, he guessed that Su Xun was not from the Blue Star, but might not be from this world at all like him.

Otherwise, why is he the only real fairy on Blue Star.

Tang Seng works very hard in daily training and is very studious, which is highly valued by Meng Hai.

After half a month of training, he was transferred back to Meng Hai's side as a bodyguard.

Wearing a military uniform inside and cassock outside.

Now he clasped his palms together and shouted Amitabha Buddha, already a bit more murderous.

...............

"It's really...wonderful!"

Journey to the West, after watching the replay of Tang Seng's more than half a month of Blue Star's experience, Su Xun had a strange expression.

Especially the picture of Tang Monk wearing cassock, smoking a cigarette, holding a machine gun and shooting, is very beautiful.

But it suits him.

Tang Seng's moaning, womanly temperament made him annoyed.

Men, that's what they want. They are as tough as steel, and they will do whatever they disagree with.

"Master, are you meditating?"

Sun Wukong's voice reached his ears.

Only then did Su Xun realize that he had watched the replay all night before he knew it, and it was dawn.

"To be a teacher is to think about life."

Su Xun spoke nonsense in a serious manner.

"Then I will also think about monkey life."

The monkey also sat down.

Su Xun was speechless and stood up from the ground.

This monkey doesn't seem very smart.

"Master, what are you thinking about?" Sun Wukong also stood up and asked curiously.

Su Xun opened his mouth and came: "Master, I'm thinking about what to eat this morning?"

"What does the elder think?"

The five directions reveal the truth, the four value meritorious service, the eighteen guardians Jialan, and the six Ding Liujia pop up in an instant.

They are no longer on shifts, and the explanation for the above is to better protect Tang Seng.

But in fact, I don't want to miss the food.

Only by following Elder Tang can we have enough food.

"Let's eat instant noodles this morning." The corner of Su Xun's mouth twitched.

Everyone wondered: "Instant noodles?"

"That's right." Su Xun moved his hand, and his favorite Laotan sauerkraut noodles appeared in his hand: "This is it."

Su Xun distributed a barrel to each of them.

Then, just like teaching students, let them learn how to make instant noodles step by step.

Soon, the two rows of instant noodles filled with boiling water began to emit a strong fragrance.

"smell good!"

A group of gods and Buddhas stuck their noses in the gap, took a deep breath, and showed their ecstatic expressions.

Those who didn't know thought they were taking drugs.

"Okay, you can eat."

With Su Xun's order, everyone couldn't wait any longer, and they picked up instant noodles to enjoy.

Just one bite and it will be unforgettable for a lifetime.

"This instant noodle is so simple, I didn't expect it to be so delicious. It's really...indescribably delicious."

"Hulu~ This soup is very delicious."

"Where did the elder get such a treasure, it's delicious, it's really delicious!"

Su Xun smiled secretly, a group of local turtles just like to see you who have never seen the world.

"Okay, I've had enough food and drink, it's time to hurry, the Buddha is still waiting for the poor monk in the West Paradise."

The master and apprentice went on the road again.

There are two subwoofers hanging around the horse's neck, playing Monkey King's accompanying music.