I'm building a heaven in a mental hospital

Chapter 43 Now that it's here, let's bury it!

Not long after, the sound of roaring motorcycles came from outside the bun shop.

A group of bums with unruly hairstyles and unruly clothes got out of the car with a groan.

The situation was not good, the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop first hid aside and quietly called the police.

Then he ran into the store and anxiously warned the old man who was having a pleasant conversation with his youngest son:

"Old man, there are a lot of people coming outside to make trouble. Those young people usually do nothing and do nothing. If this old man with old arms and legs is beaten and has an accident, it will be terrible! I have already called the police. It takes time, old man, hurry up and run from the back of my shop!"

"Are there a lot of people here? Thirty?"

The tall, tall old man with white beard put his hands together in his long robe and asked calmly.

The owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop was a little stunned for a moment.

It's such a critical juncture, and I'm still struggling to ask the other party if there are thirty people.

Is this not dying fast enough?

This brain circuit is obviously different from that of ordinary people.

This confirmed the guess of the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop that this person must be a patient who escaped from the nearby Qingshan Mental Hospital!
And the little boy who just received brainwashing education.

Then he dropped the book in his hand, and ran outside the store with a look of excitement to inquire about the military situation:

"Old man, there are not thirty people outside yet!"

"Oh, then wait! Check again and report again!"

Not long after the meeting.

The excited voice of the little boy came:

"Yes, yes! There are already more than 30 people!"

"good!"

The old man who had been sitting as steady as Mount Tai finally got up.

In order not to damage the clothes, he slowly took off the large long gown on his body.

At first glance, there was nothing unusual about the old man's figure.

It's just that they are stronger than ordinary old people.

Available in the next second.

Like a balloon blown up by an inflator, the old man's muscles suddenly began to swell wildly.

Every muscle is full and full!
Contains a daunting terrorist power!
The muscles in front of the chest faintly gathered to form a word "Li"!

On the back, it formed a "Germany" character!

Looking at the harmless old man in front of him who was taller and behaved strangely, he instantly transformed into a muscular man so terrifying that he could even kill a tiger with a single punch.

The materialist scientific belief that the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop had insisted on for more than 50 years collapsed into slag in an instant.

"Old man, there are a lot of people outside, and some of them have weapons and sticks in their hands. Can you really beat them?" the little boy asked worriedly.

The old man stretched out his generous palm, patted the little boy's head lightly, and said with a loud smile:
"The old man traveled around the world with three thousand disciples back then, and advised the kings of all countries to stop fighting and turn jade into silk. The nine countries lived in friendship and did not engage in war. At the beginning, I tried to reason with them, but they not only refused to listen, but also spoke harsh words to each other. So I convinced people with virtue. , After giving them a hard lesson with their fists, these kings all lay on the ground and said that what I said was right, and they must obey it!"

"How powerful are you, old man?"

"I don't know too well, but at that time, all countries praised me and said: 'Among the distance, people are like enemies'!"

Done.

The old man strode forward and stepped out of the bun shop.

He had made up his mind in his heart that the owner of the steamed stuffed bun shop would be kind to him.

This time, the attack is mainly based on the education of moral persuasion, and the other party must not be implicated in bloodshed.

When I came outside the shop, I saw a crowd of people in front of me.

According to a rough count, there were about 40 people.

A satisfied smile appeared on the old man's face.

Stand at thirty!

It means that thirty people can stand up and fight!

Forty is not confused!

If there are forty people, you don't have to hesitate to shoot, and you can use a little extra strength to beat them so confused that they doubt life!
"That's what you Huang Mao said, that sick old man?"

The elder brother who took the lead saw inside the shop, and there was a brawny man with a bare upper body of more than two meters, eyes like copper bells, shaped like an iron tower, and arms with muscles thicker than his own head.

I was already scared on the spot and began to doubt my life.

Originally moved out such a big battle.

One is to take the lead as the big brother to save face for his subordinates.

The second is that since the old man hit his brother, he had to extort a hundred and eighty thousand to go back in style.

"Boss, don't be afraid, this old guy looks strong and strong, but his age is here after all, he must be just weak! Besides, we have so many brothers, we don't have to be afraid at all!"

A younger brother next to him immediately added a morale buff to the whole team.

This situation is probably similar to: You have been strengthened, go and give away the head!
"Have you eaten yet?"

The old man looked at the crowd in front of him, stroked his long beard and asked kindly, "If you haven't eaten, then come and punch me!"

Seeing how arrogant this bad old man is, how can these bastards who are arrogant and arrogant can bear it.

They rushed on the spot.

Ten seconds passed.

Layers upon layers on the ground, there were more than 30 bodies lying in agony and howling.

Seeing that the momentum was not going well, as the leader of a group of bums, he immediately got on his motorcycle and wanted to escape.

This is the first time in his life, so looking forward to why the police uncle didn't come sooner.

Too Nima is scary!

"They come, the security!"

The old man spoke loudly to the other party who had started his motorcycle and was about to flee.

The original meaning of this remark is——

【Since they are all here, let's bury them properly here! 】

Of course, in this situation, the other party must not be allowed to rest and be buried here.

After all, if the feng shui here is broken, the business of the kind-hearted Baozi shop owner will definitely be greatly affected in the future.

"You idiot! Old lunatic, you committed vicious crimes without discipline and injured so many people. Clean your ass and wait for a prison sentence!"

Thought to be the lead brother who escaped from birth.

At this moment, under the incompetence and rage, he actually learned to take up the weapon of law to protect himself.

I have to say that the effect of convincing people with virtue is very significant!
Even this kind of villain who usually organizes groups to extort pocket money from elementary and middle school students, smokes and drinks to burn his head, and gathers crowds to fight and do countless evil things on the streets when he has nothing to do, has begun to understand social principles!

a time.

The "reason" on the old man's chest and the "virtue" behind it seem to be more clear and eye-catching!
The big brother who took the lead ran away after scolding, and was going to ride his motorcycle to the nearby police station to seek protection.

The vehicle has already started, and in his all-time knowledge, the speed of a human is absolutely inferior to that of a motorcycle.

But suddenly he heard a cracking sound behind him.

next moment.

A tall and strong figure stood in front of the motorcycle.

The big brother who took the lead, flustered in his heart, quickly slammed the accelerator.

But I saw the old man grabbing the front of the motorcycle with one hand.

Lift the entire motorcycle directly and easily.

Is this person a devil?

It was the last thought on his mind.

Because a fist the size of a sandbag has gradually expanded in sight.

Until it occupies the entire world!

Reasonable with fists, convinced the last person.

The old man picked up the long coat handed over by the little boy trotting all the way, put it on, and prepared to retire.

But at this moment, a cold voice asked from behind:
"Which department do you belong to? You wantonly use extraordinary power in front of ordinary people in broad daylight, it's just nonsense!"

The old man turned around and looked away.

The person who spoke was an old Taoist in a plain green Taoist robe.

Next to this person, there is an old monk wearing a solemn Buddhist cassock with no hair on his head.

If Li Wanji is here.

Surely they can recognize that these two people are really Zhao Zhenren who came to Qingshan Mental Hospital, and the old bald donkey friend he has known for a long time.

The old man who had just put on his clothes felt a heavy pressure from the Taoist and monk.

After all, at this time, he was severely injured and banned and sealed for more than ten thousand years.

With the passage of time, the current strength of a body can only exert one percent of its heyday, which is far less than one percent.

So the old man made a deliberate decision.

Before the two of them shot with all their strength, they punched each other first.

Drop them in seconds!

As soon as this thought came out, the body immediately moved accordingly.

Zhenren Zhao and Zen Master Wuchen.

Seeing this elderly martial artist who appeared out of nowhere, he dared to attack the two of them.

Almost laughed out loud on the spot.

As we all know, the entire land of China now belongs to the two of them who have lived in the same generation for more than 300 years.

For ordinary monks, he is already a smallpox-like strong man who is beyond reach!
What's more, the old warrior in front of him only has a mere brute force that can't be staged.

Not to be afraid!

It's been a long time since the two of them have tasted the feeling of being beaten when they fail!
I really miss it!

As Zhenren Zhao who spoke first, he was also the first to be taken care of by the fist.

Zhao Zhenren cast a defensive method in front of him at will, and waited quietly for the old martial artist to punch himself to the point of bleeding.

"boom!"

The defensive Taoism that was supposed to be like an iron wall was as fragile as paper in front of this punch.

Zhenren Zhao was punched on the bridge of the nose, his nose bleeds and his eyes were blackened.

On the side, Zen Master Wuchen was waiting to see a good show.

Seeing that the next punch didn't stop at all, he swung it towards himself.

With the lessons learned from the old bull-nosed Zhenren Zhao, he didn't dare to make any excuses, so he was so frightened that he immediately sacrificed the Buddhist supernatural powers Vajra Mask!

Although this vajra cover looks radiant and gorgeous.

But in front of this punch, it was still as fragile as paper.

The golden light was directly beaten to pieces.

He was punched hard in the abdomen, foaming at the mouth and passed out.

And the old man who did all of this.

Putting away his fists, he tidied up his clothes.

Leaving behind two worldly experts who had no worries about their lives and passed out on the ground.

Wave your sleeves and leave in style!

(End of this chapter)