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Chapter 815 Dragon Eighteen Palms?

“Yes!” The security yelled and dispersed the crowd.

Wang Wu shouted at the little monk: “Little master, let’s change to a place that won’t hurt the innocent.”

“Okay.” The monk followed Wang Wu honestly with the stick.

The two came to a jungle, this is a place specially used for martial arts movies in the studio, and no one has used it yet.

Wang Wu spread his hands: “Come on.”

“I don’t do anything against unarmed people, but the donor first asks.” The monk maintained his morality.

Wang Wu said with a smile: “Ha, don’t, I do it, you won’t have a chance, since it’s here for revenge, at least I want to give you a chance to attack.”

The little monk thought for a while and called out the Buddha’s name: “Amitabha.” Then he waved his arm, and there was a vaguely 14 dragon roar in the movement.

Looking at the posture, Wang Wu was a little familiar, and said in confusion, “Eighteen palms of the dragon?”

“Donor! Take the move!” The little monk rushed over and arrived in front of Wang Hao in an instant.

A sturdy golden dragon passed through Wang Wu’s body. The monk’s expression became very sad, and his voice read the Buddha’s name bitterly: “Amitabha, the little monk has no thoughts. Today, I will kill people and become demons. Tomorrow, I will find Master Shaolin as the benefactor. Curse, hope that the donor can become a Buddha with peace of mind. After that, the little monk will commit suicide and be martyred to make up for the apology to the donor. The donor, you can go away with peace of mind.

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“Why do you want to do this?” Wang Wu asked.

Monk Wunian only thought that he was going back to the light and replied: “Xie’s Patriarch has a life-saving and nurturing grace for the little monk, so the little monk is willing to be born and die for him.”

“Oh, it’s amazing.”

The two remained silent for ten minutes. The little monk widened his eyes and looked at Wang Wu and said, “Benefactor, why are you still alive? Is it because there is still your last wish in the world? Speak out, I can help.”

“My desires are so many, you can’t do anything, and, because of this light and fluttering palm, I will be suffocated.” As Wang Wu stretched out his hand and squeezed the little monk’s hand, he broke in the opposite direction. NS.

The little monk gritted his teeth in pain, as if he couldn’t believe this fact.

Wang Wu stretched out his hand and slapped it over: “Little monk, don’t read the scriptures well, pretend to be a master!”

Then there was another palm and slap in the past: “It affects public security, and it also affects my filming!”

Slap! slap! slap!

There was a series of applause in the jungle.

“Amitabha Buddha!” ​​Wang Hao stopped with a loud horn from outside the forest.

An old monk walked in outside, his robes were ripped apart, and he lowered his head and said, “Lord, don’t fight anymore. He just got lost for a while. I’ll give it to me and I will strictly discipline him.

“Longwei?” Wang Wu saw 450 tattoos on his wrist.

The old monk lowered his head and said: “Yes, the Poor Monk Dragon Hall is the person in charge of the Shengshan Temple branch. He didn’t watch it for a while, let this fool out, and ran into the Lord, hoping that the Lord would forgive me.

“I can’t forgive it, old monk, let your apprentice do the work for me and pay it back.” Wang Wu said.

“Excuse me, I will urge him to finish it.

“After the filming, I will go to Kyoto to pay the vampires. Without a helper, let him follow me.” Wang Wu actually admired this silly little monk.

“Yes, Lord, it is his honor for you to see him.” The old monk agreed. .