The Bald Monk in the City

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　　 Yi Qiu leaned on the aisle and squinted slightly, because it was the Spring Festival and Yi Qiu only went to buy tickets on the same day, so naturally he only bought station tickets.

　　 There are no moving trains to the place where my hometown is, only a few trains, so the train is crowded with people.

　　The taste is naturally not so good when there are more people, and the smell of smoke and instant noodles makes people smell more tired after a long time.

　　 Fortunately, Yi Qiu has no luggage, but he can find a clean place to stand.

　　 Most of the passengers who are dragged down by their luggage find a place nearby to stand where they are free, which can be said to be very hard.

　　 Most of Yi Qiu's things were rolled up by him in a big bag, and then thrown into the backpack, which was very convenient.

　　 Because it is early in the morning, most people are drowsy, only a small number of people are watching movies or something with mobile devices such as mobile phones.

　　 There was a girl in the seat where Yi Qiu was leaning against an anime. Yi Qiu glanced at a certain pirate from Sakura Country.

　　Yi Qiu doesn't watch anime very much, but Hokage has watched some based on his college roommate.

　　 Some other popular animes have been seen scattered, but they are not anime enthusiasts.

　　 People who like games don’t necessarily like anime. It’s not because of other messy reasons. In fact, it’s because there is no time...

　　 For most games, if you don’t have gold, you have to fight for the liver. If you don’t have both, then open it (fog)...

　　 Yi Qiu touched his bald head. Although he has been sitting in the middle of the night until now, he does not feel tired when he has a physique of 15.

　　 A man in a black woolen cloth squeezed from the crowd. Yi Qiu didn't look at him, but Yi Qiu felt that the man took a look at himself.

　　 Yi Qiu ignored it. Since she had a bald head, it has become a relatively common thing to pay attention.

　　 But Yi Qiu sensed that the man seemed to stop in front of him, so he looked over curiously to see if there was something new.

　　 Then Yi Qiu witnessed a rare but common thing: stealing.

　　 There are now fewer thefts on the train, but it does not mean that there is no at all. Most of the time it happens late at night and early morning.

　　 After all, most people are very tired at this time, and the success rate will be very high.

　　 Under Yi Qiu's gaze, the man in the black woolen cloth naturally followed the passenger sleeping in the seat with his mobile phone half-leaking outside. The action was quite fluent, obviously a habitual offender.

　　 It seemed that Yi Qiu was looking at him, and the man turned his head and gave Yi Qiu a fierce look.

　　 Then, seeing that Yi Qiu hadn't said anything, he turned around and walked towards the other side of the aisle.

　　 Yi Qiu squinted slightly, and walked behind him...

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　　 When he reached the wider passage, Yi Qiu grabbed the thief's shoulder with one hand and slammed it down!

"bump!"

　　 After the thief snorted, Yi Qiu hit the ground with this fist!

　　 Under normal circumstances, Yi Qiu's power is 14 points, which is more than 5 times that of ordinary people!

　　 Although it is not much higher than the monsters in the dungeon, it is already a strange force that is difficult for ordinary people to resist.

　　 The people next to him retreated and looked at Yi Qiu and the thief who had been punched by Yi Qiu.

　　 Yi Qiu felt that there seemed to be someone next to him who wanted to rush to help before, probably an accomplice of the thief, but after seeing the thief being beaten to the ground by Yi Qiu, he did not dare to show up.

　　Because he was used to going all out in battle, even though he took a little bit of his punch when he punched, Yi Qiu still heard the sound of a broken bone.

　　 But because Yi Qiu punched the thief in the shoulder, he wasn't afraid to kill him directly.

　　The monk’s inheritance does not have any techniques for power recovery, because most of the time the monks have to deal with monsters with strong vitality.

　　 What is needed at this time is a more powerful and rapid attack, and the recovery is not suitable for this situation.

　　 However, there are also some monks who have taken the vow to quit killing, so they have acquired the special ability that cannot completely kill the enemy.

　　 Because of this, the monks did not continue to develop the skills of regaining strength, because if they are truly compassionate, they only need a vow.

　　 A passenger notified the police, and soon they all came.

　　 After understanding the situation and finding out the stolen goods that the thief had just obtained, Yi Qiu recorded the transcript and left.

　　 The thief and his accomplices hiding in the crowd trying to escape were all taken away by the police, and it is estimated that they will not be kept for long. This is also the reason why the thief is difficult to cure.

　　 And many people don’t care about thieves for this reason.

　　 Even some owners may not be grateful, there are many people who don't even say thank you.

　　 Therefore, there is a certain source of social indifference.

　　 Yi Qiu touched his bald head, he was naturally not afraid of this.

　　 Violence cannot solve the problem, but the person who can solve the problem.

　　 Not to mention the penetrating power in the future, this method of killing people thousands of miles away and easily creating an alibi.

　　 I mentioned that there are many ways to use flying sand and stone to completely solve those who try to bring trouble to Yi Qiu: and the car accident is the simplest and most effective one.

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　　 Yi Qiu returned to his previous position, and then found a pair of piercing eyes staring at him with interest~www.readwn.com~ Yi Qiu turned her head to see that it was the girl who looked at the pirate.

　　 "Are you from Shaolin Temple?"

　　 The girl tilted her head and asked curiously. She is probably still a student, and her youthful face has the best luster given by time.

　　 "No, I am from Falun Temple."

　　 Yi Qiu said with a smile.

　　 "Brown Lun Temple? What a strange name, so you know how to martial arts?"

　　 The girl’s eyes flashed a different kind of brilliance. She put down the phone and put on a cute look, probably imitating the classic actions of a certain martial arts star.

　　 "It depends on what kind of martial arts you are talking about."

　　 Yi Qiu touched his bald head. Youth is always easy to bring fantasy and commotion, but for him it is not such an evocative past.

　　 "It's the kind that can jump more than a dozen highs at once."

　　 The girl tried to explain to Yi Qiu, dancing and dancing, guessing that she imagined Yi Qiu as the kind of "hermit master" who can't even use a mobile phone?

　　 "Hmm... I can jump from a height of more than ten meters without falling to death."

　　 Yi Qiu thought for a while, even if he used Longquan Stream, he wouldn't be able to jump so high, but if he fell from a height of more than ten meters, he could not fall.

　　 "Then you must have not reached home in your practice! I watched the movie, and the person in the movie jumped so high!"

　　 The girl talked to Yi Qiu enthusiastically, her bright eyes filled with excitement of discovering novel things.

　　 "It may be that there is no such secret in our temple..."

　　 Yi Qiu touched his bald head, if it was flying, there would be...

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