One Punch Chef

Chapter 153
"Tomb robber, fat man, this was caught by my cassock and you still want to shoot me, don't you have any shame?"

Monk Wuhua stared wide-eyed, holding the cassock tightly, wanting to receive it in his body, but the imprint in the Tianluo umbrella has not been completely erased, and he can't take it in for a while.

"Fortune teller, Buddhist scum, bald dipper, are you embarrassed? If I hadn't been attacking by the Taoist master, you think your tattered cassock can be taken away so smoothly. Also, I am plump, not fat, And even if you call me fat, what do you mean by adding the word dead, you want to fight, you bald dipper." Fat Taoist Haoren raised his eyebrows.

"Fatty, fatty, fatty, I'll call you fatty, what are you doing?" Monk Wuhua shook his eyebrows provocatively.

The fat Taoist had an ugly face and didn't speak. It seemed that there was no way to refute it, which made Monk Wuhua secretly proud.But soon, Monk Wuhua was furious, because Taoist Haoren pulled out a large part of the Tianluo umbrella wrapped in the cassock in such a distracted effort, and it would be stolen in a short while.

"You are wicked, you are an unscrupulous Taoist priest." Monk Wuhua said, and immediately chanted sutras, increasing the suppression of the cassock against Tianluosan.

"Baldy, you let go, it's hard to see."

"Fatty man, it's not ugly. I won't let you go, but I will let you go."

"Okay, you bald lady, you forgot how much business Daoist I brought you to do."

"Fatty, you forgot how many treasures you have lied to me."

"This umbrella has a relationship with my Taoist school, what are you doing with it, a Buddhist?"

"Since you said so, well, give the Buddha the relic you dug up, it is the fruit of my Buddhism."

"Baldy, as for it, isn't it just a broken umbrella, Daoist, I have great use."

"Buddha, I am also of great use."

"Master Dao wants to give this beautiful umbrella to his confidante, what use is it for you?"

"Buddha also has confidante."

"Okay, you monk who doesn't abide by the rules, believe it or not, I'll tell that bald donkey all about you."

"Go if you have the courage, and never stop him. It just so happens that he is also looking for you."

"Forget it, I'm just a friend, and Master Dao is not the kind of person who likes to make small reports."

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An unscrupulous Taoist priest and an unscrupulous monk, neither of these are fuel-efficient lamps.The war of words between the two was extremely exciting, and they ran the train with their mouths full, and they almost ran to the sky.

Bu Yuan was dumbfounded, Wu Di was very interested, the silver-haired man opposite him had a gloomy face, and the people behind him were all angry, while the young man who was the owner of the Tian Luo Umbrella spurted a big mouthful of blood, stepped back three steps, his face was as pale as paper .

Some of the guests of the No. [-] Restaurant in the Ancient City of Crescent Moon fled when the previous battle broke out, and the rest were somewhat confident in their own strength.

Regarding the bias towards Dongcang by Taoist Cai Haoren and Monk Wuhua, many of them have the same idea as the owner of Tianluo Umbrella, and they don't have much affection for them.However, now I have witnessed such a wonderful scene. Taoist priests are not like Taoist priests, and monks are not like monks.

For a moment, everyone forgot the previous unhappiness, and was deeply attracted by this 'funny drama'.

"I remembered, he is that wicked Taoist priest who recruited a team on the street a few days ago to go 'sightseeing' in the dead city of the ghost world." Someone pointed to the fat Taoist priest Haoren.

"That monk was with him at the time."

"Oh my god, so many great figures have fallen in the dead city, these two unscrupulous Taoist priests and monks escaped and did not die."

"At that time, [-] people paid the registration fee. Could it be that only the two of them came out?"

"No, there is something strange. Whether they went to the dead city or not is still a matter of opinion. I'm afraid they tricked the other 28 comrades into a certain place to kill and seize treasures." The two were sent to the opposite side of the crowd and isolated.

"That's right, arrest them and interrogate them thoroughly." Someone else added fuel to the flames.

For a moment, everyone was eager to move, not to uphold some justice, but to get precious information about the dead city from the two fat Taoist priests.

"Bald Piao, don't fight among yourself. I didn't see that someone is coming to give away treasures. Hurry up and empty out your cassock. I will keep this umbrella and suppress it first." Fat Taoist Haoren followed his advice carefully, but Monk Wuhua had already seen his tricks. Intentions.

Back and forth, the conversation and gestures of the two completely angered the crowd of onlookers.

'ding ding bang bang'

Pieces of magic soldiers fell, and all kinds of dazzling lights flew around.

Wherever Fat Taoist Priest and Wuhua Monk ran, a mass of French soldiers chased them, and the whole place was in chaos.

Although the fat Taoist priest and the strong monk behaved in a very embarrassing manner, and they were repeatedly in danger, but what made everyone angry was that most of their attacks were in vain, and they were unable to prepare to hit each other effectively.

"Enough." A loud shout burst from the mouth of the silver-haired man, like a thunderous explosion, containing a powerful spirit.

"Since you are related to Dongcang, no one will dare to say that I will take you down." The silver-haired man said, his momentum rising steadily.

The floor covered with the guardian circle showed signs of cracking under the oppression of the aura close to the lord level. Indistinctly, a phantom of a silver Sirius appeared from behind the silver-haired man.

Seeing this, the fat Taoist priest and monk Zhuang didn't dare to procrastinate any longer, and quickly hid behind Wu Di.

"Hmph, do you think we'll have nothing to do with you if you hide behind that idiot?" Behind the silver-haired man, a strong man with fiery red hair grinned.

At the same time, the young man who had his Tianluo Umbrella taken away and several other people came forward together, wanting to avenge his shame and capture those two vicious and smoking Taoist and monk combinations.

"Oh, did you hear that, someone called Brother Wu a fool." The fat Taoist gloated.

"Well, I heard, he is dead." Monk Wuhua agreed.

"That person is rushing to give away the treasure again. Let's grab another one and share it equally." The fat Taoist said.

"Good idea, but in view of your character, this umbrella must be placed on me first." Monk Wuhua said.

"Small sample." The fat Taoist squinted, although he still didn't let go, but he had already focused most of his attention on the few people who attacked.

"Too much deceit." The owner of Tianluo Umbrella trembled angrily, and with shaking hands, he urged a small silver tower to suppress the two of them. This small silver tower was stronger than the previous Tianluo Umbrella .

However, there was only a crisp bang, and Fat Taoist Haoren took out a black and shabby earthen basin, received the small pagoda that came from the suppression, and shook it twice, but there was no more movement, obviously being suppressed again.

"Hehe" the fat Taoist happily put away the crock pot, and did not grab the umbrella with Monk Wuhua again, looking at the young man who had lost two protective treasures with joy, as if telling him to come again a few times.

"It's too much to bully people." The young man spit blood on his back and fell straight to the ground.

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(End of this chapter)