One Punch Tang Monk

Chapter 174 There are always people who want to harm me

Liu Baichuan's complexion changed slightly, but he soon regained his composure. Tang Sanzang raised his eyebrows slightly, and followed the sound to look in the direction of the stairs. Looking at the reactions of everyone and Liu Baichuan before, this Feiwei should not be a good person, but, What the hell is a madhouse?

There was the sound of kicking footsteps at the top of the stairs, which sounded like the sound of hard soles and wooden boards being knocked on. The first person to climb up to the second floor was a tall young man.

He was wearing a black light armor, his short hair was pierced upwards like silver needles, his eyes were deep, his black eyes looked at Tang Sanzang like an eagle, he looked up and down, his lips raised slightly, showing a little disdain .

There is a silver short sword embroidered on the soft armor on the chest, two cute wings are embroidered on both sides of the sword, a silver long sword is slung around the waist, and the left hand is pressed on the hilt, which is quite powerful .

Immediately following up the stairs were eight young men in black armor with silver daggers embroidered on their chests, blocking the stairs on the second floor and looking coldly at the people on the second floor.

"It turns out that Director Mo is here in person, please take a seat, Xiaoliu, hurry up and order the best wine from the chef, and cut up three catties of beef that just arrived in the morning." Liu Baichuan looked at the short-haired young man with a twinkle in his eyes After a trace of jealousy, he said with a smile.

The waiter at the side responded, and was about to turn around and leave.

"No need, it's a routine matter, I hope shopkeeper Liu will cooperate well." Director Mo raised his hand, and the little girl stopped immediately, and retreated to the side with some fear.

"Director Mo is joking, the younger one will naturally cooperate with Fei Wei." Liu Baichuan nodded.

Tang Sanzang met those eyes full of hostility, his expression was still calm, and he looked at these so-called flying guards with some curiosity, and he didn't know which country this floating city belonged to. It seemed that these flying guards should be similar to policemen.

He has met quite a few generals of the Tang Dynasty, whose subordinates are all stained with the blood of tens of thousands of alien races. These arresters are not comparable, but it seems that they take themselves more seriously.

Director Mo took another deep look at Tang Sanzang, then turned his eyes to Sun Wukong, Zhu Tianpeng and the others beside him, his gloomy eyes lit up, and a hint of greed flashed in his eyes, but it didn't show on his face. Only then did he look at the fat man on the ground who was still foaming, and that's right, it seemed that this was the right one.

"Wake him up first." Director Mo said in a deep voice.

A Fei Wei stepped forward quickly, picked up a jug of wine from the table, and poured it directly on the fat man's face.

Fatty was clever, but suddenly his eyes widened, his slack pupils slowly focused, and he jumped up with a whoosh, completely out of line with the speed that his physique should have. Suddenly thought of something, looked up to the sky and laughed wildly.

"He's gone crazy, tie him up." Director Mo frowned.

"Yes!" Two flying guards took the rope from their waists and walked towards the fat man.

"I'm not crazy! Don't tie me up!" Fatty looked at that and yelled loudly, wanting to back away.

"This is what lunatics like to say most." But before he could go far, Fei Wei standing next to him tripped him up with a sweep of his legs, and the two Fei Wei jumped on him and spared a few laps , tied him up firmly.

The fat man struggled to get up, and shouted loudly: "Actually, there are no subscriptions, recommendations, favorites, word counts, readers, or pirated editions! Hahaha, they are all fake! Fake! Don't touch them!" I, I don’t want to take medicine, let me go, I’m not crazy, there are always people who want to harm me! Hahaha I’m not crazy! Let me go! I’m not crazy!! I don’t want to go to a madhouse!!! The people want to harm me! Guard! Guard!"

"What the hell is a subscription? What the hell is a recommendation? Reader? What's going on?" Tang Sanzang stared dumbfounded at the fat man trembling all over his body, and his expression suddenly became weird. They all said that the fat man was crazy, It really does look like crazy.

But isn't there such a thing in this world?Where did the fat man know?Could it be that the fat man is not crazy, but has also been time-traveled?And also a street writer?
A series of questions flashed through Tang Sanzang's mind, and he was extremely entangled in his heart, but it seemed that even if this guy was really time-traveling, he probably went crazy before time-traveling. Internet writers are really scary.

The fat man was still yelling, but Fei Wei at the side picked up a rag and stuffed it directly into his mouth, and suddenly he couldn't make a sound, and whimpered a few times, as if the excitement had passed, and his expression suddenly became sluggish. He drooped his head, stopped making a sound, and seemed to be a different person again.

Tang Sanzang and the others were astonished, but Director Namo, Feiwei, and even Liu Baichuan and Xiaoer Dian seemed to be familiar with it. It seems that this kind of thing happened more than once in this city during this time. And it was Fei Wei who handled these matters.

Although I have some doubts that this brother is also a time-traveling brother, Tang Sanzang still doesn't have much desire to solve it, and he can't communicate even if he saves a lunatic.

Of course, he was also a little lucky. Fortunately, when he was a child, he didn't behave too badly in Jinshan Temple, and he didn't think about making a name change or rebelling. Otherwise, he would have been locked up in the madhouse like this brother. .

Oh, by the way, there is no lunatic asylum in Datang. If it is locked in a prison, it is estimated that new functions will be developed.

The fat man was tied up, and the matter was over, but Director Mo walked towards Tang Sanzang and the others, staring at Tang Sanzang with dark eyes, as if he wanted to give him a sense of oppression.

"Shopkeeper Liu, should we step on it? We've been waiting for a long time." Sun Wukong looked at Liu Baichuan and said calmly, tapping his finger on the table. However, Tang Sanzang knew that she was already enduring whether to give each of these guys a stick.

"Xiao Liu, hurry to the kitchen to remind me." Liu Baichuan glanced at Director Mo, hesitated for a moment, and said to the waiter at the side.

The shop waiter lowered his head and walked quickly downstairs, muttering in his heart that these outsiders don't know how to look at each other, and they can still eat when they are being watched by Fei Wei.

"Who are you? To move into Liucheng, do you have identity documents?" Director Mo stepped forward two steps, looked at the crowd and said, his eyes fixed on Tang Sanzang.

"The poor monk Tang Sanzang came from the Eastern Tang Dynasty and went to the Western Paradise to learn scriptures. These are my disciples. I have already shown the certificate of customs clearance when I entered the city. Do I need to show it again?" Tang Sanzang looked natural. He replied that the group of them seemed to have a strange composition, and it was normal for them to be watched.

I hope this person is really a businessman and not someone with a brain. Otherwise, the meal might not be finished. Over there, Zhu Tianpeng has already started to shake his legs, and Sun Wukong's finger pointing to the table is also a little heavier.

　===== Last night last night, I slept all day today, I have a headache, two more changes today, and one more later.

　　
　
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