How can I stand this?

After saying that, he raised his hand and placed it in his palm. With a bang, he slammed shut the engine hood, leaving a rather unsightly dent on the perfect body.

"If you wait for a break, you definitely don't know the time, you'll die!"

The entire body trembled violently. After the aftershocks completely calmed down, there was a rare annoyance in Qiu Yun.

Too much bullying!

Even if it's a monk, you can't just say it directly without a word! There are people sitting in the car! If he does this, isn't he afraid of scaring the people in the car!

So she unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car to confront the person.

Ye Fengsheng grabbed her arm: "I just said not to get out of the car."

Qiu Yun argued: "He's too overbearing! I want to talk to him!"

Amusingly, Ye Fengsheng actually said something so innocent, confronting him: "You're not his opponent, going down is useless."

"But he doesn't intend to let us go!"

"If it's possible to give this person to him, that would be great."

Suddenly, Qiu Juan became very angry because Ye Fengsheng, at this moment, no longer had the fearless demeanor he had last night. Instead, it was like a particularly timid villain.

Originally thought he was a scrawny man, unexpectedly just an ordinary person in front of others, meeting a monk's soft legged waste!

"I hit the person, I promised to send him to the Beautiful Park. I'll handle it myself."

Qiu Yun said a cold remark, then took an umbrella from the car and opened the car door.

"Interesting."

Watching the autumn leaves falling, Ye Fengsheng's mouth curved into a shimmer, then he directly dashed into the heavy rain.

"Dare to come out and meet now, what is Yun Zhengqing accepting?"

A middle-aged man sneered at the man and woman getting out of the car, his icy cold eyes staring.

Waiting for this moment, making a small mistake, for the flies' eyes! I must deliver Yun Zhengqing, and my ant won't recognize the mountain, sit down on the ground, if there's any delay, happiness is truly merciless!

In the heavy rain, Qiu Juan's conscience found the umbrella slanting against Ye Fengsheng's body, shielding the rain from the sky, the middle-aged man coming forward. He asked, "What is your relationship with him?"

"What are you doing?"

The middle-aged man clapped his hand, a big white halo had already shattered the air, forming a deep trench on the ground.

"Don't say more, hand over Yun Zhengqing, this seat has to leave and leave, otherwise there will be two bones in the mountains today!"

Words filled with disdain and eyes looking down on everything, giving the middle-aged man the autumn resonance between the lines, between life and death, her next word between lines!

The naive Qiu Yun hadn't realized this yet, so she continued: "You didn't say what your relationship with him is, I can't give you."

"What's the intention of this seat? Is it well known?"

As soon as the voice fell, the middle-aged man raised his hand, a milky-white halo practiced to disperse the storm. He walked up to "Qiu Yun", looking at it. He wanted to give her a loud slap.

The sudden door knock made Qiu Yun a little uneasy, subconsciously stepping back two steps, but was touched on her lower back by a warm palm, followed closely by a faint blue barrier pulled out, isolating the spiritual energy being practiced.

"Alright?"

Not waiting for Qiu Yun to react, the middle-aged man across the street was already stunned: "Is the bodyguard also a monk?"

Then he quickly overturned this thought, because the two people were soaked in soup by the rain, one had to use an umbrella to avoid the weather. How could this ordinary behavior be related to monks?

Monks should be in the same situation as himself, proud of this world!

Then the indifference in his eyes turned to greed.

That's the magic treasure of the body! Many monks hope, but they can't get what they want!

For monks who may be chased by enemies anytime and anywhere, this is equal to their second life! An amulet! A guarantee of life!

Nowadays, such precious treasures suddenly appear in front of oneself, or fall into the hands of an ordinary person. How can one not be greedy?

"Why? Does the family have any authority?"

The middle-aged man reopened his mouth, starting to explore the details of Qiu Juan and Ye Fengsheng. After all, if you want to kill someone, you must eliminate some hidden dangers.

Noticing the greedy Ye Fengsheng raising his eyebrows to look at him: "What are you doing?"

"Bold!"

The middle-aged monk screamed: "Where can I know who sits in this seat?" Can an area's ants directly see?"

"Idiot."

Ye Fengsheng shook his head and stuffed that half piece of jade marrow into Qiu Juan's hand. After she caught it, she left under the umbrella, walked to the side of the car, pointed at the corpse under the flattened palm. The sinking corpse said: "You smashed the car, follow me, smash the car, I'll let you go, otherwise..."

"How?"

The middle-aged monk looked at Ye Fengsheng with disdain, calmly said: "You haven't respected the seat since you came up, you've already died, dare to rap here?"

As soon as the words fell, he stared directly at the jade tablet in Qiu Juan's hand, greedily said: "If you gave the corpse to this seat, you can recite your heart and soul, and then let go of life!"

"Is that so?"

Ye Fengsheng glanced at him: "Then find an excuse halfway to catch up to kill us?"

"Generally speaking, aren't murder robbers coded?" You want to robber, how can you change to a new habit? The drama is terrible, without clues, who can believe you?"

The middle-aged monk was stunned, really thought so.

Bodyguards are very important, there's no need to lose a bit. Therefore, these two people can only temporarily hand over the magic treasure, after solving Yun Zhengqing's problem, they would then catch up to kill these two people to eliminate the aftereffects.

Nowadays, he has been directly crushed, he has been trying to figure out what kind of person he was before. It's really angry and irritating.

"Daring to do this!"

The monks drank some water, raised their hands, the rain in the sky had already condensed into a water ball in his palm, wrapped in halo, emitting a strange light, extremely beautiful.

Waiting for Qiu Yun to take a look, the water ball had already whimpered with a bit of wind, like a cannonball rushing towards Ye Fengsheng.

In a leisurely walk, Ye Fengsheng just retreated two steps, this time the big water gun was already aimed at the blue Maserati body.

For a while, his body trembled violently, the windows cracked. From the windshield to the rearview mirror, the cobweb traces were extremely subtle.

Seeing a trace of sarcasm in the eyes of the middle-aged monk who had been attacked by himself.

No wonder you are so proud before yourself. The result is that this is a master of inner power. If you look at him like this, you will be surprised to find his inner strength. But that's all. He met me today, on me. In front of the community, the community is far from the crazy capital yet!

"Unfortunately, you have the qualification."

In his mouth, the monk raised his hand, a sly atmosphere suddenly burst out. Just like a thunderstorm. The huge halo was flipped by the surrounding storm, letting the world present a momentary blank.

Ye Fengsheng didn't move to the same place. He just stood there quietly, as if shocked by the momentum of heaven and earth, dumbly standing in the rain in the middle of the road, like a puppet.