Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1148 Who Are You?

And this further convinced Ouyang Wenbin that the four blind monks came here for money and food and clothing.

"Oops! It's a feeling of heartbeat, what should I do?"

The blind monk and Nanfeng old man looked at each other with bitter smiles on their faces.

really.

They were still fooled by Zhang Fan.

"Heartbeat?"

The slacker who hadn't spoken all this time suddenly spoke quietly, glanced at the old Taoist Nanfeng and the blind monk, and said indifferently: "Next time the eldest lady calls, who will answer?"

"Fuck!"

"I rely on!"

Nanfeng is an old man, and the blind monk also uttered a foul language.

How did they forget this one?

Zhang Fan was the only one who could comfort the eldest lady. Once they left Zhang Fan, the next day when the eldest lady called was the day when they would die.

cough cough.

Of course.

The blind monk and Nanfeng Laodao never thought about changing jobs.

Don't say one hundred thousand.

Someone once offered a million dollars a month, and only wanted to hire them to protect him for a month, but they were all rejected by the four of them, let alone Ouyang Wenbin's offer of [-] yuan.

Compared with the two, nothing compares to the big picture, okay?
On the contrary, Ouyang Wenbin and the others who heard this were a little bit guilty, wondering who exactly is the eldest lady that the slacker is talking about.

It turned out to be just a name, which frightened the blind monk and Nanfeng old man out of their wits.

And from the looks of it, his invitation plan seems to have been ruined as well.

"If you are not satisfied, the price is negotiable, whether it is 20, 30 or 50, as long as my Ouyang family can come up with it, it is absolutely unambiguous!"

Ouyang Wenbin didn't intend to give up and increased his bargaining chips.

"Nonsense! Although the boss only gave us a monthly salary of [-] yuan, are we the kind of people who just change jobs?"

"That's right! Does the gold master have no money? He gave us such a small salary to train us better. I believe that after this incident, the gold master will definitely give us a raise."

The blind monk and the Nanfeng old man sang together, as if they were singing a double reed.

With a few simple words, Zhang Fan was directly erected.

heard.

Zhang Fan looked at the two of them dumbfounded, and said angrily, "Have you guys finished chatting? Do you still want this month's salary?"

At this time, I don't want to solve the immediate problem first, but I still want to raise my salary.

"I want it!"

The old Nanfeng nodded his head like pounding garlic.

Then, with a cold face, he stared at Ouyang Wenbin and his party with an unfriendly expression, and said indifferently: "As expected of Ouyang's family, the background is really strong, but if you dare to attack the boss, you will..."

"Boss, are you going to kill these people?"

The old Taoist Nanfeng didn't finish his sentence, so he quickly looked at Zhang Fan and asked for his opinion.

"No! Just teach me a lesson."

Zhang Fan responded lightly.

Since Nanfeng Lao Dao dared to ask this question, it meant that the four of them had the strength to crush these martial arts venerables.

but.

Zhang Fan never thought about forging a blood feud with the Ouyang family.

"no problem."

The Nanfeng old man nodded with a smile, turned around, and when he looked at Ouyang Wenbin and the others, his face became extremely cold again, and he snorted: "The boss is kind, it's your luck not to kill you."

Looking at the old Nanfeng who turned his face like a book and spoke like a fool, black lines appeared on everyone's faces.

Nima.

Where did these four weirdos come from, are they all so arrogant in their words and actions?
They now have more than 20 Martial Dao Venerables, can they not be the opponents of the four?

"Heaven, let's do it, don't beat them to death, just leave them alive."

Ouyang Wenbin ordered lightly.

There were only four of them, even if they were both Martial Dao Venerables, but under the crushing of absolute numbers, he didn't think the four blind monks could make any waves.

"Go!"

The old man who was honored as the old man, his complexion sank, waved his hand, and led the martial arts venerables inside and outside the main hall to shoot together.

"Meimei, protect the boss, and leave these people to us to deal with."

The blind monk twitched his ear, dropped a word, and faced the attacking Tianlao, he advanced instead of retreating.

In the huge main hall, true energy burst out.

The moment the blind monk and Tianlao collided, all the tables and chairs in the main hall were shattered at this moment.

"Protect the young master and the others."

The old man Tian didn't reply, and stared at the blind monk coldly, deep in his eyes, there was a strong look of horror.

In the mundane world, this was the first time he met such a powerful opponent as the blind monk.

"Meimei, you take the boss out too."

Nanfeng Laodao reminded me to join the battlefield.

"Can't you go out to fight? Wouldn't it be better for us to watch a play inside the house?"

Meimei murmured a little speechlessly, but she could only follow suit and left the main hall with Zhang Fan.

at the moment.

No one is going to stop the other party.

Because everyone knew very well that once these martial arts venerables of the Ouyang family attacked Zhang Fan and Meimei, they would go straight to Ouyang Wenbin and his party in the next second.

At that time, the unlucky people will have to be the Ouyang family.

In the main hall, the blind monk fought against Tianlao alone, and Nanfeng Laodao naturally did not lose the wind. He was surrounded by six or seven martial arts venerables. Even so, he still handled it with ease.

Even slackers are no exception.

The wheelchair that sat down stretched out two mechanical arms, while deftly responding to the enemy, his fists were still not idle.

Compared with the old Nanfeng Daoist, the slacker's parry is more handy here. There are really two external hooks placed here with mechanical arms, and even the Martial Dao Venerable has no strength to break them.

A total of more than 20 martial arts venerables surrounded only three people, and there was no way to form a crushing situation.

When Ouyang Wenbin saw this scene, his eyes were full of horror.

Not only him, but even Tian Lao, who was fighting the blind monk, was getting more and more frightened now.

He had already overestimated the blind monk's strength as much as possible, but after the real fight, he realized that even with all his strength, he couldn't do anything to the opponent.

He could even feel that the blind monk hadn't exerted his full strength from the beginning to the end.

This powerful gap not only hit him hard, but also gave him a vague feeling of being invincible.

"Who the hell are you?"

Tianlao hit the blind monk's chest with his fist, but it was as if he had hit a mountain. Not only could he not hurt him, but he pushed himself back a few steps.

He squinted his eyes, looked at the blind monk in disbelief, and asked in a cold voice.

"Amitabha, monks don't tell lies. I am a blind monk who is capable of writing and martial arts."

At this time, the blind monk still did not forget to skin it.

Tian Lao: "..."

Nanfeng Laodao and Lazy who are fighting each other: "..."

Ouyang Wenbin, Zhang Fan and Meimei outside the main hall: "..."

I'm fucking your grandma.

(End of this chapter)