The villain of the martial arts: Kissing Xiao Long Nu at the beginning

"Young Master, how do we deal with these two beggars?" After taking the Herb Pill, Yan Shun immediately got up and punched and kicked Brother Hua and the other man.

Damn it, you beggars, you have no martial ethics, you secretly poisoned people, and you use all kinds of despicable means.

When I, Yan Shun, robbed people, I relied on my real strength. Although I was wiped out by you in the end, I lost with honor.

"Amitabha, this donor, these two friends of the Beggars' Sect are already seriously injured, do you still want to kill them all?" A Buddhist chant came from a distance, and Yan Shun immediately stopped swinging his knife.

"Yo, what good day is today? These are beggars and monks. Do you want to hold a gathering of unemployed vagrants in the martial arts world?" Li Hao said with a cold face.

Once you meet a monk or a nun, I guarantee that you will lose every time you gamble. Li Hao didn't like these unemployed vagrants since he was a child.

What's more, a group of big bald heads with shiny heads suddenly appeared in front of you, and the old monk who led them started to criticize you.

Of course, nuns like Yi Lin who are gentle, beautiful, and petite are another matter.

"How dare you be so rude to my Shaolin monks? Are you bullying me, Shaolin, because there are no people?" A middle-aged monk wearing yellow monk's robes and with thick eyebrows and big eyes beside the old monk shouted loudly.

"Who dares to hurt the lives of my Beggars' Sect disciples here." As soon as the middle-aged monk finished speaking, a large group of beggars ran out of the woods.

"Sir, why don't you take your wife and my young master away first, and I will cover you." Yan Shun drew his sword and stood in front of Li Hao, whispering.

"My husband, your body skills are unmatched. You take Wu Que and Xiao Yu away, and I will stop them." Hua Yuenu also got off the carriage and stood beside Li Hao.

However, because she was disguised by Li Hao, she only revealed an ordinary female face.

"What are you afraid of? These are just scoundrels. I don't take them seriously, young master." Li Hao smiled and put his arm around Hua Yuenu's soft waist, kissed her on the forehead and said.

In the group of Huazi, a middle-aged man dressed as a scholar ran out and checked the two dead and seriously injured disciples on the ground. Seeing Li Hao's killing method, he felt a chill behind his back.

"Young master, who are you? Why are you so vicious and kill dozens of my Beggar Gang disciples?" After the inspection, the scholar immediately shouted loudly.

"Brother, you have to avenge me. My Ding Ding balls are gone. Woo woo..." Brother Hua, who was severely injured by Li Hao's sword, cried sadly in Quan Guanqing's arms.

"Don't cry, brother will definitely avenge you."

"Brother... um..." Brother Hua was about to speak, but he felt a numbness in his temples, and his body softened, and there was no life anymore.

"I wanted to spare your life, but you played too many roles." Li Hao pursed his lips and said to Brother Hua's body.

"Evil villain..." Quan Guanqing swallowed his saliva and dared not speak.

Li Hao's killing methods were too weird, and he was moody and would never say anything if he could do it. I can't afford to offend such a person.

Fortunately, the target of his killing was my younger brother...

"Amitabha, I wonder what your relationship is with Dongfang Bubai of the Sun and Moon Sect." The group of monks who had originally seen the main person coming and were ready to watch the show suddenly found that Li Hao's methods were a bit familiar!

"Who the hell are you? Do I know you? What does my feud with the Beggars' Sect have to do with you bald donkeys? You've been nagging since you showed up. If you have the guts, do it. Except for the monk sweeping the floor in the Sutra Library, the rest of you Shaolin masters are just in name only."

"Even your three uncles who locked themselves up and dared not go out after losing are all garbage. Sorry, I'm not talking about you, but you." Li Hao's words directly made the people of Shaolin and the Beggars' Sect autistic. Even the usually easy-going Master Kongzhi frowned.

"Husband, stop scolding. There are so many of them, we can't afford to offend them." Hua Yuenu was frightened by Li Hao's words and quickly grabbed the corner of his clothes, fearing that Li Hao would rush over and spit on the monk's bald head.

"This donor, you've gone too far. We in Shaolin don't cause trouble, but we're never afraid of it. Our Buddha is merciful and saves all living beings, but there are also angry Vajra, and the Buddha's Dharma protectors all have the ability to subdue demons and monsters." The old monk leading the Shaolin team said with displeasure.

"Bullshit, you Shaolin don't cause trouble, then what are you doing with this large group of people? The Mingjiao Guangmingding is so far away from you, how can it bother you? Are you going there for a picnic?" Huh, it's really fun to curse people, even these little Karas want to be real with your uncle.

When I was at my peak, I fought with a few online trolls for a whole day without losing the upper hand, but in the end, the other party couldn't hold on any longer and admittedLost and ran away.

You guys who only know how to sit in meditation and chant sutras, and you want to fight me, haha...

I'll let you scold for ten minutes...

"The people of the Mingjiao act strangely and ruthlessly, and everyone can kill them. What's wrong with us going to kill demons and uphold justice?" A group of monks were scolded by Li Hao and became autistic. In the end, it was the middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes who stood up and spoke.

"This man with such unique eyebrows should be the monk Kong Xing who is famous for his Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand!" Li Hao smacked his lips and said.

"That's right, I am Kong Xing."

"Poor monk, are you poor? Your monk's robe is made of brocade, right? One piece should be worth no less than a hundred taels of gold. Am I right?" Li Hao asked back.

"This, I don't know." Kong Xing did not lie, he really didn't know.

He is a martial arts fanatic and has a high status in Shaolin. All his food, clothing and daily expenses are paid by his disciples and grandchildren. As for the value, he knows nothing.

"Do you know how much the food, clothing and daily expenses of an ordinary farmer's family in my Central Plains are in a year? Those ordinary people's families don't eat or drink for a year, but they can't earn a single sleeve of yours." Li Hao looked at Kong Xing and said contemptuously.

"Although Li Hao is ruthless and both good and evil, he is telling the truth this time." The person who spoke was a nine-bag elder of the Beggar Gang.

The people of the Beggar Gang are all evolved from the bottom of society, so they naturally know how much the total income of farmers is in a year.

Quan Guanqing: Elder Chuan Gong, the monk is from our side, please don't undermine him.

"What a sharp-tongued person you are. How much is the monk's robe worth? I will check it out when I return to Shaolin. If it is true as you said, I will confess in front of the Buddha. However, what we are discussing today is your insult to Shaolin. We will talk about the rest later." Of course, you have to wait until later to talk about it.

Kong Xing secretly made up his mind that he would definitely use more force later to shut Li Hao's mouth forever and never say another word.