One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 210 Scholars, Do Something, Not Do Something
There were many surviving normal people hiding in the house not far away, looking in horror at the lunatics who gathered, their eyes were full of horror.

The huge movement made there earlier naturally attracted their attention. Anyone who saw several long streets being razed to the ground in an instant would feel fear at first, let alone what that brilliant blue film was.

And after going through all kinds of things during this period, what they are more afraid of is the emergence of even more terrifying things. The lunatics all over the street are scary enough. If there is another thing that can destroy several streets at will, it will be for them For ordinary people, it is undoubtedly worse.

But just when everyone was surprised, a hole was broken in the high pile of gravel and wooden walls, and a monk, three beautiful women, and a little boy sitting on the back of a handsome white horse walked out slowly. girl.

This group of people is far from the image of the devil in everyone's mind, no matter which one they look like, they don't look like bad guys.

At this time, there were already hundreds of lunatics outside the wall. After the gap appeared, they all gathered towards this side, surrounding them several layers inside and outside.

The gap in the blue film has been slowly closed, and they stood there, as if there was no way out.

A young and handsome little monk, three beautiful women, a white horse and a little girl, surrounded by hundreds of red-eyed lunatics, like lambs surrounded by wolves, did not seem to resist at all Ability.

"Run! They're all crazy! You're going to die!"

At this moment, a window beside the street was opened, and a middle-aged man with a refined temperament leaned out the window and shouted nervously at Tang Sanzang and the others.

"Master, what should we do like this..." Beside him, a gentle woman tugged at the middle-aged man's clothes in a flustered expression.

Beside them, there were still two small heads poking out the window, a little scared and a little curious.

"Damn it!" Not far from downstairs, a dozen red-eyed lunatics turned their heads and looked towards the window. With cruel smiles on their faces, they ran towards the small building with knives, guns and sticks in their hands.

"Father, mother, they are running towards us." The little girl on the side pointed to the bottom and said, the faces of the man and the woman showed expressions of fear.

"Students, do what you want and don't do what you don't, go away, I'll stop them!" The middle-aged man turned around and pushed the woman and the two children, picked up the stick beside him, and ran downstairs.

"The head of the house..." The woman immediately burst into tears. Looking at the back of the middle-aged man, she gritted her teeth and dragged the two children downstairs, and walked quickly towards the back door.

"Daddy...Daddy..." The pair of children also realized what the middle-aged man was going to do, crying.

Tang Sanzang looked in the direction of the small building in surprise. He didn't expect that someone would dare to remind them at this time that the plaque should be a shop selling the Four Treasures of the Study. He happened to see the back of the middle-aged man holding a wooden stick. When his eyes fell on the lunatic running towards the small building, his face became much colder.

Boom!With a bang, the wooden door of the small building was kicked flying. The first person who rushed through the door was a tall man with a broad blade and a broadsword. A black cloth strip, it is the executioner who beheaded Caishikou.

The middle-aged man was holding a wooden stick that was as tall as a person. Seeing the complexion of the big man with the big knife change, he did not retreat an inch, and shouted loudly: "Stop!"

The bald man looked past the middle-aged man and landed on the woman who was still pulling at the back door. There was evil in the bull's-eye eyes, and he said with a smile, "That's right, it's much more interesting than that little girl just now." .”

Another four or five people broke into the door, the sticks in their hands were all stained with blood, and their red eyes all stared at the woman and the little girl, as if staring at prey, and sneered.

"Father... I'm afraid..." The little boy shook off his mother's hand and ran behind the middle-aged man, holding his leg and choking.

"Qi'er!" The woman's complexion changed, and she looked even more terrified when she saw those lunatics staring at him like wolves, but the door couldn't be opened no matter what, and her husband and son were surrounded again, so there was no escape Thoughts, he hugged the girl who was frightened and crying tightly in his arms.

"The guy who is in the way, then go to hell." The bald man turned grim, raised the blood-stained sword in his hand, and slashed at the middle-aged man.

"The head of the house! Don't!" The woman cried out in shock, staggering and about to rush forward.

"Daddy!" The girl covered her eyes, unable to bear to look any further.

The other lunatics looked at this scene coldly, with cruel smiles on their faces, as if they had already seen the middle-aged man being cut in two with a single knife, and then they enjoyed the half-mature women and virgin girls .

The middle-aged man's expression was still determined, and he lifted the wooden stick in his trembling hands and threw it forward. How could a scholar who was used to holding a pen be the opponent of the executioner who relied on his head for food? The wooden stick was cut off in half , and then cut towards his neck with unabated trend. If this knife is cut well, a good head will be moved.

The woman's eyes were full of despair, and the little boy holding his thigh looked up at the big knife that was getting closer, and even stopped crying in fright.

Everything seems to be a foregone conclusion.

However, just before the big knife cut the middle-aged man's neck, two fingers landed on the back of the knife, and the fast-moving big knife abruptly stopped less than half an inch away from the neck. The coldness chilled the neck of the middle-aged man who had closed his eyes.

The situation where the blood should have been splashed on the spot did not appear, and the room suddenly fell silent. Everyone looked up in shock along the two fingers holding the big knife. The young monk who was still surrounded by the bald man did not know when he appeared. The side of the big man.

"Head of the house, Qi'er..." The young woman was slightly taken aback, then threw herself into the arms of the middle-aged scholar, hugging the little boy's head.

The scholar also opened his eyes in some surprise. Looking at the bald man with exposed veins on his forehead and the young monk calmly holding the sword between his two fingers, he suddenly understood that he saved him, and couldn't help saying gratefully. : "Thank you little master for saving me."

"No, I should thank you for reminding, they are indeed crazy." Tang Sanzang shook his head with a smile, there are always some people who are stubborn and unyielding.

All the lunatics also recovered from the shock, and greeted Tang Sanzang with weapons in their hands, and others grabbed the woman and the girl who was still standing by the back door with her eyes covered.

The bald man roared angrily, lowered his head, and slammed his head at Tang Sanzang, and withdrew the big knife in his hand, hitting Tang Sanzang's chest.

(End of this chapter)