How the Bad Guys Are Made 4

Chapter 3 You can still eat me

Chapter 3 You can still eat me

Hong Xiong stared blankly at the beautiful nun in front of him, sizing up this mysterious figure from head to toe.

First of all, when I saw the beautiful face of the nun, why did she look so much like my mother?Hong Xiong didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The nun was dressed in gray clothes, wearing a gray hat, holding a dust whisk in her hand, her eyes were clear and bright, and she didn't have an arm.Hong Xiong's first thought was that he had met the one-armed nun, and then he denied his wild thoughts again.

Could it be the one-armed nun and Chen Jinnan reappearing in the arena?

Hong Xiong was immediately stunned, and didn't know what to say.Of course, at that time, Wei Xiaobao hadn't been born yet, of course it means that he hadn't been born in Jin Yong's writing, so Hong Xiong didn't think of Wei Xiaobao1.

At the same time, the beautiful nun is also looking at Hong Xiong, and then smiles slightly, of course she is also satisfied with the strong and handsome Hong Xiong.

Hong Xiong just stared at the beautiful nun for a long time, and the nun suddenly stretched out her hand again, felt Hong Xiong's pulse, and said faintly: "You are already in the late stage of Jindan, it's terrible——"

"What? What terminal cancer? Female master, are you not sick?" Hong Xiong quickly withdrew his hand in horror, staring at the beautiful nun in a daze with even more strange and suspicious eyes.

The beautiful nun shook her head and said, "You are the only one who is sick. You don't have a fever." After that, he stretched out his hand and touched Hong Xiong's head.

Hong Xiong immediately flashed cleverly, but in front of an expert, how dare Hong Xiong be presumptuous with his little ability?

The hand of the beautiful nun flew out, followed Hong Xiong's head, and clasped it on Hong Xiong's forehead. Hong Xiong couldn't escape even if he wanted to.

Hong Xiong's head was pinned tightly by gentle hands, not to mention every detail, it was almost the same.

Hong Xiong felt that this palm was softer than Zhuang Xue's, so he couldn't imagine it.

Like a doctor, the beautiful nun touched Hong Xiong's head and veins, stood with one palm in front of Ping's chest, and shouted a dharma name: "Amitabha, Axiong, you don't usually practice? How can you do that?"

"What kind of gong to practice? Qigong is still——" Hong Xiong was in a fog at the moment, and his attitude towards the beautiful nun suddenly became colder.

The beautiful nun smiled slightly and said, "Do you know who your father is?"

"Master of Shanghai Hongmen Hall, don't you want to mess with me?" After Hong Xiong finished speaking, he took a step back. He was not afraid of the beautiful nun, but felt that the beautiful nun was too weird and seemed unapproachable. .

"Hey, you don't know anything? Then I have to tell you more. Come with me. I have something good for you." After that, the beautiful nun turned around and left, and talked to Hong Xiong The meaning of the talk, and to give Hong Xiong some mysterious token.

Driven by curiosity, Hong Xiong said in his heart: "If I go with you, I will go with you. You can still eat me. My brother Xiong will be afraid of a nun. If it spreads, it won't make people laugh?"

Having made up his mind, Hong Xiong, who was born fearless, followed the nun without fear.

What's more, Shanghai is divided into three parts of the world, apart from the domineering foreign forces, there is another part of the world belonged to my Hongmen.