Pretty Sister's Super Bodyguard

Chapter 201 Shaolin Silly Monk

Qin Feng glanced at the young man. A group of men shot at him just now, but he did not move.

On his bald head, there are actually six scars.

This thing is the unique imprint of monks. It is burned with incense, which is rare in modern society.

Qin Feng was happy in his heart, he didn't expect him to be really bald.

After the monk got up, he clasped his fists and said to Qin Feng, "Big Brother, I also want to fight with you, I wonder if you would like to accompany me?"

Like Qin Feng, he also wears iron chains on his hands and feet, so he looks like a thorn in the side who often causes trouble.

Qin Feng smiled at the monk and did not refuse.He got up with handshakes and leg shackles, and said with one hand, "Come on!"

The monk smiled and said excitedly, "Okay, then you have to be careful!"

After he finished speaking, he suddenly moved his right fist and hammered at Qin Feng.

The wind of the fist was fierce and the speed was extremely fast. The twenty-jin iron chain rattled, as if it was nothing in his hands.

Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, moved the muscles in his chest, and brushed past the monk's fist.

This kind of fierce boxing method is fierce and vigorous.

Looking at the moves, it is obviously Shaolin Arhat Fist.

The monk's brows tightened. He didn't expect that his fist hit Qin Feng, but he was easily dispelled by a strange force.

He roared, "See how you hide!"

His fist suddenly turned into a palm, and he slapped Qin Feng's chest.

This palm has the strength of a hundred catties. If an ordinary person is hit, it is estimated that the breastbone will be shattered.

Qin Feng accepted it with a smile, showing no intention of avoiding it.

From beginning to end, his body did not move.

As soon as the monk's callused palms reached his body, the real energy and poisonous energy on his body mixed together and gathered in his chest, swelling up like an air bag.

Go ahead
With a crisp sound, the two palms met.

The prisoners on both sides were surprised for a while, and the result was very surprising.

Qin Feng's sternum was fine, but the monk hissed.The bones in the wrist were misaligned, and they were broken because they were too rigid.

He hastily withdrew his hands, his wrists drooping, resisting the severe pain, and asked Qin Feng in surprise, "Tai Chi?"

Qin Feng smiled lightly, "Almost!"

The monk saluted with one hand, "Brother, I am convinced. The master said that there are mountains beyond mountains, and there are people beyond people. I have seen it today!"

"Your Arhat Boxing is also good, but you don't know the law of luck, so you will suffer a bit!"

Qin Feng smiled and had a good impression of the monk.

He reached into his pocket with his right hand, took out a elixir from the ring, handed it to the monk, and signaled him to take it.

The monk took the pill and swallowed it without thinking.

He and Qin Feng did not know each other. Although they only knew each other for a while, Qin Feng was very pleasing to the eye.

So Qin Feng gave him the pill, but he didn't think about whether it would be useful or not, so he just opened his mouth to take it.

He is really a fool with foolish blessings, this is the Black Jade Intermittent Pill, which has the effect of setting bones and healing wounds.

Because the materials were extremely difficult to find, Qin Feng only had ten of them.

After going down the mountain, it was the first time to use it.

The prisoners on both sides were stunned for a while. If they were not in the cell, they almost thought they were watching a kung fu movie.

The same was true for the guards outside the door. When they saw the alarm bell ringing just now, they thought that Qin Feng couldn't bear the beating, so they came to stop him immediately.

After all, if something goes wrong with the prisoner, they are responsible.

Who would have thought that when he arrived at the door, Qin Feng was not busy, but he saw five or six men lying on the ground.

Qin Feng not only behaved well, but also fought with the monk.

They secretly swallowed their saliva, they have all experienced the power of monks before.

Seeing that Qin Feng is stronger than the monk, they all secretly thought that they should not provoke this plague god anymore, and just send him away safely.

Not long after the monk took the elixir, his wrists became numb and hot, and the cracks in the bones creaked, as if they were growing.

He clenched his fist in disbelief, his wrist healed completely, and there was no pain at the broken bone.

At this time, the guard entered the door, pointed at the monk and Qin Feng, and said, "Are you two busy? Sit down immediately if you have nothing to do, and don't make trouble!"

The monk gave them a sideways look, clenched his fists tightly, and scared the guard to take two steps back.

Qin Feng motioned to the monk to keep him still, and sat down on the floor together.

Yang Wei lay on the ground with his chest in his hands, pretending to be pitiful, thinking that the discipline would say a few words for him.

In the end, the guards ignored him at all, and just said, "You all be honest, if you cause trouble again, you will all be put in confinement!"

The prisoners said "yes" in unison and sat on the floor, no one dared to speak to Yang Wei.

Out of the five or six men Qin Feng sent flying just now, only Yang Wei was the most seriously injured, and it was an internal injury that couldn't be seen from the outside.

Qin Feng's palm broke his lungs. Although there was no danger of his life, he was unable to do strenuous exercise after that.

After the guard left, the monk said excitedly, "Brother, my name is Jiang Chengwen, from Luozhou. Where are you from? What did you do?"

Qin Feng said, "My name is Lin Feng, from Xijing, robbery, molestation, assaulting the police!"

Jiang Chengwen touched his bald head and smiled, "You're not ugly, it's not difficult to find a woman, why do you have to be hard on women?"

Qin Feng suddenly thought of Yao Li, and said with a slight smile, "Women are too beautiful, I can't hold back!"

Jiang Chengwen patted him on the shoulder and laughed loudly, "Big brother, you speak briskly, and your lewdness is straightforward, which suits my temper! I have been here for so long, and I finally found someone who can talk to me!"

Qin Feng was idle and bored, and asked him, "How did you get in?"

Jiang Chengwen said, "Hey, it's all fate! My mother named me Chengwen because she wanted me to be a cultural person. But I became a monk by accident and changed to martial arts, and my temper changed. I have to be a little impulsive.

After I returned to vulgarity, I put a Shaolin stinky tofu on the street.

Who knows that I ran into a little gangster, and came to trouble me again and again, asking me to pay some protection money.

I couldn't help but beat them up. Who would have thought that if a kid didn't beat him, I would break his spleen with one punch!
The police told me to pay money, but I couldn't afford it, so I was arrested! "

Qin Feng couldn't help laughing, and called out to Qu for him, "Then you are really unlucky, you have learned martial arts for nothing, and there is no use for it!"

Jiang Chengwen was about to cry, his face turned red, and he sighed, "Brother, what you said touched my heart. I have all my energy, but I have nowhere to serve my country! People hate me if I want to join the army." I am old. I want to be a policeman, but people think I don’t have a diploma. I sell stinky tofu, and I am chased away by the urban management every day. The urban management is a public family, and I can’t afford to provoke them. But even a bunch of children and grandchildren bully me, I can’t bear it. Not killing them is enough to be kind to them!"

Qin Feng patted him on the shoulder, and after his mood eased, he asked him, "How much do you want to pay?"

Jiang Chengwen raised two fingers and said, "The lawyer said at least 20 yuan, if you can't afford the compensation, you can be punished for the crime of intentional injury!"

Qin Feng nodded and said only one sentence, "Don't worry, I believe the judge will judge according to law. It's their fault for collecting protection fees!"

He had already made up his mind that when he had the opportunity, he would help the monk.

The monk's martial arts are superb and should not be wasted in prison.

Jiang Chengwen leaned against the wall, closed his eyes, and said helplessly, "I hope so. I also want to go out as soon as possible. My mother is 70 years old, and I have only one child. I am here, and no one will take care of her until she dies." !"

(End of this chapter)