Refusing to join the underworld: the days of fighting against bad boys

It won't lose a piece of meat, and it can also guarantee your own safety.

But the monk knew that when Xiao Hai really encountered any difficulties, he should give up his life.

That day is coming soon.

The monk's sudden appearance stunned everyone in the office, only Xiao Hai smiled.

He had known for a long time that the group of people who had been sworn brothers before were all men who valued love and righteousness. [

——If not, how could he have broken his promise and obtained that large sum of antiques back then?

Of course, the iron brazing in the monk's hand was taken out from the storage room, and there were all kinds of messy things in it.

Xiao Hai noticed that there were spots of blood on the iron rod in the monk's hand and on the cassock he was wearing.

These bloodstains are definitely not from Gao Yang's body, then?

At this moment, Gao Yang stood up unsteadily.As the leader of the wolf gang's battle hall, he has experienced many battles, and his physical fitness is of course beyond the comparison of ordinary people.

"Fuck...you...Mom..." Gao Yang cursed, looking for the machete he had just left and right.

"Fifth brother, hurry up, kidnap him!" Xiao Hai was very anxious, and directed the monk.

The monk held the iron rod in one hand, and put the palm in front of his chest with the other hand: "Amitabha, donors, please leave quickly, I don't want to kill."

"Fifth brother!" Xiao Hai wanted to vomit blood angrily, telling this group of people, isn't this the same as playing the piano against a cow?

Gao Yang was still looking for the knife, when he suddenly heard the sound of a Buddha's horn from above his head, he remembered that he was attacked from behind just now, he panicked and backed up more than a dozen steps with all his hands and feet.

"Boss!" Gao Yang's younger brothers finally came to their senses and surrounded him one after another.

"Who!" Gao Yang glared at the monk, he couldn't believe his eyes.

Under the fluorescent lamp, a monk holding an iron braze and hanging Buddhist beads around his neck?

Gao Yang rubbed his eyes, he suspected that he was wrong.

"No way..." Gao Yang was dumbfounded, thinking that there was something wrong with his head being knocked out, so he shook his head again.

He still couldn't accept such a bizarre thing as a monk popping up suddenly in modern society.

"The poor monk's name is Wangqing." The monk still remembered Gao Yang's question of "who are you" earlier, so he said it honestly.

Gao Yang looked at the people around him suspiciously, trying to ask if he was dazzled.