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

This sudden scene not only stunned the goldfish-headed Shanshan who was performing on the stage.

Even Tang San buried his master and disciples a little confused.

Is this the legendary mermaid?

If Zhu Bajie hadn't been there to support Tang San during the burial, he might have fainted on the spot.

Poor god!
  He is the majestic godfather of Chang'an City. He has been in charge of the Tang Dynasty for so many years. What big scene has he not seen?

Today was an eye-opener for him!
  Even Sun Xingzhe couldn't help complaining: "I have seen all kinds of monsters, but this is the first time I have seen them like this."

At this time, Bago didn't care about any strategy and shouted directly: "Do it!"

The service staff who were standing aside immediately tore off the curtains and disguises on their bodies, revealing various fish heads of different sizes, each holding a crossbow in their hands.

"Prayers, come to Qingluo Bay and don't even think about leaving!"

The myna's voice echoed in the restaurant, reflected by various conch shells on the wall, and seemed to have a hypnotic magic after hearing it.

"Whoever dares to take a step forward, I will use Gatling to send you to see the Buddha!"

Sha Wujin directly took out the Gatling, releasing the aura of the innate spiritual treasure without reservation.

The overwhelming momentum alone made it difficult for all the fishmen to breathe.

He had no interest in appreciating art to begin with, and he was the least affected by these fish heads among the people present.

At this moment, Tu Qiong saw that Sha Wujin finally felt that he had a place to use again.

Sun Xingzhe and Zhu Bajie were stunned for a moment, then moved slightly closer to Tang San's funeral without taking out their weapons.

Because they could see from the beginning that this was the residence of monsters, but the cultivation level of these monsters was not very high. Most of them were at the level of ordinary golden immortals. Even the Taiyi Golden Immortal only had one octopus...

So they came with the attitude of eating!

After all, this is Beiju Luzhou, the base camp of monsters!
  It’s understandable if a monster does some business.

It's just that the scene that's happening now is a bit beyond their expectations...

"Now that we've been discovered, let's stop pretending and go straight to the intensity!"

"Remember to catch them alive!"

Bage jumped down and grabbed countless tentacles towards Tang San and the others.

The fish-men clan has been silent in Qingluo Bay for hundreds of years!
  Just because they are the product of a failed experiment by gods, the entire North Sea cannot accommodate them!
  I can only fend for myself in Qingluo Bay for life after life!

Now, as long as they take down the pilgrims, they, the fish-men clan, will have a chance to dance at the Peach Banquet...

This is their only chance, a chance to regain their former glory!

"Where does this brat dare to bark in front of the master?"

Zha Wujin snorted coldly, with a perverted smile on his face, and the Gatling in his hand began to rotate, emitting a heart-stopping blue light.

"Da da da……"

The sound of Gatlin's gunshots was endless, and the bullets would cause injury upon grazing, and death upon impact.

Gatling shot down the bullets with his rotor, and the fish-headed man who originally wanted to attack was beaten into pieces!

The smell of blood in the air made all the fishmen wake up a little.

As for the goldfish-headed Shanshan who started dancing, she was so frightened that her legs were weak. She squatted on the ground and yelled: "Stop, don't fight anymore!"

"stop it!"

Tang Sanzian gently raised his palm, signaling a ceasefire when the killing was over, and then looked at the goldfish head.

"What do you have to say?"

Seeing her tribesmen being beaten into pieces in just one stroke, Shanshan knelt on the ground and begged, "Please let go of my tribesmen, they... they don't mean any harm!"

"no offence?"

Tang San wiped his bald head and slammed his palm on the table: "They pointed the crossbow at me without any malice?"

Goldfish-headed Shanshan knelt on the ground and said in a low voice: "Holy Monk, we have no choice but to do this!"

"I...I can cook chicken. I will cook chicken for you. Can you...can you let my people go?"

"Making chicken?"

Tang Sanzian's eyes paused on Shanshan for a few seconds, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "Is it amazing to be able to cook a chicken?"  "Do you want me to give you an award?"

"me……"

Choking at Tang San's words, Shanshan had tears in her eyes and muttered, "The chicken I cook is really delicious. It's the most famous one in our restaurant."

Tang Sanbu:? ? ?

Did you introduce yourself this way?
  His IQ is almost on par with Xiaosha's.

Tang Sanzong glanced at her, then looked at Ba Ge, who was giving the command at the beginning, and waved to him.

"Come here, let me try your handiwork."

Bage's face was gloomy, his eyes were fixed on Tang Sanzang, and he walked to Tang Sanzong with his tentacles squirming.

His eyes paused on Sha Wujin for a few seconds.

Starling quickly formulated a plan in his mind.

Only this big black man took action just now. He was probably the bodyguard of the entire Buddhist team.

As for this monk and the two animals next to him, they probably don't have much strength.

As the saying goes, catch the thief first catch the king!
  As long as I suddenly take action to capture this monk while he is preparing food for him...

Thinking of this, the gloom on Ba Ge's face was swept away, a smile appeared on his face, and he came to Tang San's funeral.

He lowered his body and smiled at Tang San's funeral companion: "It was all a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding!"

Tang Sanbian didn't pay attention. After glancing at him, he said softly: "Then make me a Teppanyaki grilled octopus."

Bage nodded without changing his expression. The moment he raised his head, there were already several kitchen knives in the seven or eight tentacles, ready to chop at Tang San Burial.

Brush brush!
  But before he could put the thoughts in his mind into action, the muzzles of two black holes were already pointed at his head.

clack.

The AK47 in Sun Xingzhe's hand turned on the safety, and the terrifying momentum instantly caused cold sweat to break out on Bage's forehead.

On the other side, the laser cannon in Zhu Bajie's hand looked even more penetrating. Inside the black barrel, there seemed to be endless darkness.

The idea in Bago's heart was shattered instantly. He said with a grimace: "Don't be impulsive, I...I am just performing a fancy trick for you!"

Tang San was close to Ba Ge and couldn't help but raise his hand to pat his face.

"I just want to have a good meal today and don't make any other small moves, understand?"

"I understand, understand... I'll prepare octopus for the holy monk to cook on the teppanyaki right away!" Bago wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"What octopus are you looking for? Don't you already have it?"

"I?"

Bage pointed at himself in disbelief.

Tang Sanzian raised his eyebrows: "Why, you don't want to bake?"

"Crack."

Zhu Bajie also pulled a switch on the laser cannon.

Starling can feel that the laser cannon has begun to accumulate powerful energy!

"Bake, bake, bake, I'm willing to bake!"

Bago looked at his tentacles with a look of despair, then picked up the kitchen knife and chopped off a section with his teeth.

It's sizzling!

The octopus tentacles landed on the hot iron plate, and there was a sound of fat exploding.

The other tentacles of the starling kept stirring, and soon the aroma of the sizzling squid filled the air.

Before the pot was served, Bago even sprinkled a handful of chopped green onion on it, and then respectfully handed it to Tang San's funeral.

But Tang Sanzian just glanced at it casually and let out a "Jie Jie Jie" evil smile.

"Sorry, I don't eat green onions!"

(PS: It snowed today, and the author went out to build a snowman, hehehe...) (End of this chapter)