Journey to the West Bandits: The Poor Monk Just Wants to Be a Godfather

Chapter 274 My son Ye Liangchen has the appearance of an immortal
After Tang Sanzian finished speaking, the three disciples immediately took out their weapons and held them in their hands.

The old lady's expression remained unchanged: "What age are we in now? Do you really think that you demon clan can show off just by relying on your strength and grabbing a few scraps of scrap metal?"

"Even you, the King of Nanshan, are helpless in front of my son Ye Liangchen!"

"It seems that my Ye family has been doing serious business for a long time, and others have forgotten that my Ye family made its fortune by eating black hair..."

Watching Tang San bury several of his disciples armed with guns and cannons, the old lady didn't panic at all.

"If you know better, raise your hands and surrender as soon as possible, and let your Nanshan King spend the money to redeem him. Otherwise, our Ye family won't mind taking over Hidden Wushan."

隐雾山？
A flash of light suddenly flashed in Tang Sanzian's mind.

Looking at the mist surrounding Ye Mansion, I immediately realized that I was in the territory of Golden Leopard, who was once very popular on the Internet in his previous life.

It was this Ye Mansion here that made Tang Sanzian never think that he would encounter this monster in this difficult situation!
Although the golden leopard's cultivation level is common, it doesn't mean that even the local human race would dare to do it, right?
"Master, what do you say?"

The Gatling in Killer's hand has completed charging and started to glow with blue light.

To deal with such a short-sighted human race, there is no need for Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie to take action.

This is also his only value in the Westward Journey team!
Tang Sanzong waved slightly, signaling not to act rashly until the killing was done.

"Old madam, I think you may have made a mistake."

"The poor monk doesn't know the King of Nanshan, and he doesn't want to provoke your Ye family."

After talking about it, Tang Sanzian's tone gradually became serious.

The whole person contains great anger!

Damn it, is your gangster ancestor the head of your gangster master?
Tang Sanzian slammed the table and threw his golden version of the Desert Eagle on the table with a bang.

The fierce momentum instantly shocked everyone present.

"This is even the first time that a poor monk has been so polite to stay overnight, but you want to attack me indiscriminately?"

The old lady smiled cruelly.

"Monk, the purpose of our Ye family is that we would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go!"

"Once suspicion arises, the results don't matter!"

"Go!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the swords in the hands of a dozen guards slashed at the Tang San burial people.

"You're paralyzed by this. This is the first time I've seen a human race that's crazier than me!"

"Xiao Sha, don't leave him alive!"

Tang Sanbian originally wanted to explain. After all, he was influenced by fantasy novels in his previous life and didn't want to be involved with the surname Ye.

You never know which day a child of luck will appear.

But under the current situation, Tang Sanzong finally knew how the villain came.

With a perverted smile on his face, Zha Wujin took Gatlin and put one foot directly on the table, pulling the trigger.

"Da da da……"

Countless bullets were scattered like soybeans, shooting directly at the guardian who wanted to get closer to them.

"Pfft! Pfft!"

In an instant, countless sounds of flesh and blood were heard, and people who were still alive were smashed into dregs.

When the old lady saw this scene, her face turned pale with fright, and cold sweat instantly wet her back.

"This...impossible, how can you be so powerful?"

"Even your Nanshan King is no match for my son!"

Tang Sanzong frowned and directly picked up the golden version of Desert Eagle and pointed it at the old lady's eyebrows.

"I told you that I have nothing to do with the Nanshan King, why don't you believe me?"

After hearing Tang San's explanation, the old lady still shook her head in disbelief.

"Impossible. Only the King of Nanshan here dares to go against my Ye family. You must be from the King of Nanshan!" the old lady yelled.

"Stubborn!"

Tang Sanzian didn't bother to explain, so he just pulled the trigger to end her life.

After witnessing the power of Gatling in the hands of Killing Wu, the old lady saw the weapon in Tang San's hand and shouted anxiously:

"You can't kill me!"

Tang Sanzian said calmly: "Give me a reason not to kill you!" The old lady took a deep breath and tried to calm down, and said with a proud face: "Because my son Ye Liangchen has the appearance of an immortal!"

???

"You have two arms?"

Tang San was stunned for a moment, then pulled the trigger without hesitation.

"boom!"

After a gunshot, the old lady's eyebrows spattered with blood, and she fell straight to the ground.

Until her death, she never figured out why Tang Sanzong attacked her.

"Has she always been so brave? Didn't anyone tell her that I have some cultivation skills?"

Tang Sanbian blew the smell of flames from the muzzle of his gun and said with disdain: "Don't say your son has the appearance of an immortal. Even if your son is an immortal and dares to attack a poor monk, he will still be killed!"

At this moment, the door of Ye Mansion was suddenly kicked open.

A rebellious-looking man wearing brocade clothes rushed in.

"I, Ye Liangchen, want to see who dares to come to my Ye Mansion to cause trouble today..."

Before Ye Liangchen finished speaking, he saw his mother lying in a pool of blood, and he was stunned.

Naturally, the dozens of thugs behind him saw this scene, and all of them had red eyes.

One of his subordinates walked up to Ye Liangchen and said, "Master, there is no resurrection after death, please forgive me!"

Ye Liangchen shouted coldly: "What's the use of me mourning, let others mourn too!"

"Give me a hand!"

A dozen thugs rushed over as if they had been given blood.

However, before they could get close to Tang San's burial, Gatlin, who had finished his killing mission, swooped over again.

Ye Liangchen was the only one left standing at the scene.

"You...you monsters, I...I am a disciple of the immortal, I..."

"Where's your mother, monster!"

Sun Xingzhe was already bothered by people calling him a monster, but today in Ye Mansion, his ears were scratched by calluses.

So he directly put the AK47 on Ye Liangchen's head: "You try to say another damn thing?"

Ye Liangchen swallowed, and then said: "Do you have the guts to let me light the incense and call my master to the lower world?"

"A group of monsters who only dare to show off their power in the mortal world?"

Sun Xingzhe sneered and was about to take action, but was directly interrupted by Tang Sanzhan.

He was somewhat interested in the master Ye Liangchen was talking about.

Because in his impression, the disaster of the Golden Leopard seemed to be a purely wild disaster, and no one from heaven intervened...

"You can just invite me, but I want to see who it is!"

Ye Liangchen hurriedly took out a strange incense candle from his pocket and lit it.

A wisp of green smoke rose straight into the clouds.

"boom!"

The next moment, there was an explosion in the sky, and a huge dharma image appeared in the sky above Ye Mansion.

"Master, this is the demon monk who killed people from my Ye family. Please ask Master to kill him!"

At the same time, the Dharma image in the sky slowly opened its eyes, and in an instant the power of heaven was mighty!
Feeling the strong pressure, Ye Liangchen smiled unbridled!
"Little monster, kneel down and beg for mercy. My master can still wait for a dog's life!"

"Snapped!"

However, as soon as Ye Liangchen finished speaking, he was slapped hard!

Blood spurted out of his mouth, and all his teeth were knocked out.

Ye Liangchen's eyes were full of disbelief and he asked vaguely: "Master?"

But the master Ye Liangchen said didn't pay attention to him, and instead hurriedly dismissed his Dharma image.

Like a pug, a smile uglier than crying appeared on his face: "Holy Monk, Great Sage, Marshal Tianpeng, long time no see!"

(End of this chapter)