C1273 Moving Gun

"With your consent?" Hearing Lin Bai's words, the drunkard in the lead couldn't help but laugh out loud. He glanced at Lin Bai with disdain and said coldly, "Who do you think you are? Do we need your permission to do things?"

"I am indeed nothing, but unfortunately, this monastery just happens to be under my name. If you want to demolish the monastery, can you pry one brick after another without my permission? " Lin Bai reached out his hand to stop the pale-faced Zhang Sanmeng as he glanced at the drunkard. His words became colder and colder, just like a sword drawn from its scabbard, filled with killing intent.

Lin Bai's words were not a bluff on the drunkard, Lin Bai did have undoubted rights to this Taoist temple. One reason was that this monastery was the inheritance site of the Celestial Sect of Patriarchs. A hundred years ago, it was established that this was the training hall of every Sect Leader. The second reason was that before Li Tian Yuan passed on, he had already completed the procedures and transferred this temple to Lin Bai.

From the moment the drunkard arrived here, his mouth had been dirty and he even planned to destroy the temple. His heart couldn't be avoided! The reason why Lin Bai was able to maintain such an attitude was because he was trying his best to restrain himself. No matter what, the lordmaster was by his side. If he went too far, he would inevitably make the old man feel uncomfortable, and if he saw blood, it would dirty his eyes.

"I was wondering who it was. It turns out to be someone from this little Taoist temple. I was wondering why there was someone living in this shitty shitty shitty shack. It seems like a brat came out of there!" Upon hearing Lin Bai reveal his identity, the drunkard didn't seem to care at all. He mocked him sarcastically and said, "If you're sensible, then hurry up and clean up the mess and don't force us to make a move!"

"This is my place. If I want to move, I'll move! If I don't want to move, I won't!" Hearing the words of the burly man, the anger in Lin Bai's heart flared up. He coldly looked at the burly man and said, "If I don't move out, what are you guys planning to do?"

"I don't mind telling you the truth. The old men never thought that you would listen obediently when they came up the mountain." He rubbed his hands together, raised his chin and said: "Seeing that my brothers don't have any, we are the warmest people around. If you don't want to move, then we brothers will help you move it."

"Lin Bai, what's going on?" The commotion caused by Lin Bai and the drunkards had already attracted the attention of the people within the monastery. After glancing at the drunkards, He Jia Er and the other ladies walked over slowly with their children in their arms, and said to Lin Bai.

"Heh, I didn't expect that there would be such a beautiful woman in this lousy dog nest!" Seeing the beautiful appearance of the He Jia Er girls, the drunkard couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said unhappily: "Little girl, if you know what's good for you, then hurry up and bring it out from the monastery! Otherwise, we will have to serve you well. Don't worry, we won't promise you anything else, but we can definitely let you all feel at ease! "

As he spoke, the man's face grew even more bashful. With a lewd smile and the stench of alcohol, he walked closer to the girls. His dirty hands disobediently reached out to touch the girls' bodies.

Amongst the few women, Ning Xiaoxiao had the most explosive temper, especially after she became pregnant! Seeing the drunkard's appearance, the tip of his foot slightly stood up, and with a kick, he kicked the burly man to the ground. Then, he clapped his hands, pursed his lips and laughed: "With just your cowards, you want to serve us sisters? Why don't you take a piss and look in the mirror!"

"Hey, it's even a rouge horse! "Great sir, I like this kind of tone. It would be interesting if you reject it or welcome it!" The kick was skillful, but the man did not know what had happened. Seeing himself falling down so lightly, he thought it was because of the snow. He struggled to get up, and the smile on his face became even more dirty.

"Which department are you from? Who sent you here?" Old Man Liu couldn't hold himself back anymore when he saw the ugly expressions on their faces. His gaze swept across the drunkards as he spoke slowly.

Back in Yan Jing, the old man had heard that there was a huge ruckus in the area, and many departments were unable to step forward, so they had to hand the matter over to the demolition companies. These so-called demolition companies, to put it bluntly, were formed by a bunch of bumpkins and hooligans on the streets. In order to get a high demolition fee, these fellows would do anything they could.

According to the situation that the old man had obtained, such as stopping the water and stopping the electricity, the red paint were all relatively gentle methods. According to the situation that the old man had obtained, such as stopping the water and stopping the electricity, the red paint were all relatively gentle.

In fact, there were even some who rushed into the houses of those evictions without even playing with the flowers. They would carry their belongings and randomly hit and kick them, even sparing their lives if they did not obey.

When the lordmaster received this information, he was extremely shocked, but since he had already retreated to the second string, he couldn't interfere too much. In his opinion, no matter what, this world belonged to the ruling party. They must still be hot-blooded like when they were fighting in the past. Even if there was such a thing, it would only be a little out of line.

However, he had never expected to encounter such a situation right when he had just arrived at Mao Mountain. And looking at the morals of these scoundrels, they were no different from those bandits he had beaten back in the days when he'd unsheathed his rod and gone up the mountain. This made the old tutor both angry and cold.

"What an interesting kennel. Not only are there stray dogs and little bitches, but there's even an old dog!" After he sized up the old man from head to toe, he gave a fake smile and said, "I didn't see it earlier, but you guys are quite interested. You actually want to go hunting in the mountains with a gun. Do you have a certificate for holding a gun?

"Watch your mouth!" Just as he was about to explode in anger, he was stopped by Old Master Liu. Then, Old Master Liu took a step forward and slowly said: "Which department are you from, was it built by the city or the public security?"

"Hey, old dog, why do you ask so much about our origins? Do you want to know who killed you? " When the drunkard heard Old Man Liu's words, he revealed a vigilant look, but he still refused to relax even a bit. He said coldly: "Hurry up and hand over your firearms. Otherwise, be careful of us bros!"

"Little Tian, show them our gun certificate." Old Man Liu shot a meaningful glance at Liu Jing as he heard this.

Hearing that, Liu Jingtian took out the gun certificate from his pocket and threw it at the drunkard, then said indifferently: "Open your eyes and look carefully, our guns are coming from the right direction, there is no problem with the gun certificate."

Liu had brought the rifles from the army when he learned that they were going to Mao Shan, and had commissioned the head of the army to issue them with a gun permit. He was a soldier, so he didn't need to do this. As for Old Man Liu, he didn't need to mention him. Lin Bai had a reputation in the National Security Agency, so what did it matter if he was a national secret service agent or had a hunting rifle?

Furthermore, for the sake of saving trouble, Liu Jingtian had arranged one for Zhang SanKuang, Chen Baian, and Lu Yanzhao. Although Chen Baiyin was the only official status amongst the three of them, it was still an easy task for Young Master Liu to do.

The drunkard took the gun certificate and took a glance at it. Then, he frowned. The gun certificate was covered with a steel stamp from the Shenyang Military District. The color of the imprint was red and dazzling, making him feel uncomfortable all over. After a moment of silence, the drunkard slowly raised his head and swept his eyes over Lin Bai, Liu Jingtian, and the others. He wanted to confirm if this spear holding certificate really had the same weight as the steel stamp on it.

"Bullshit!" This is a bullshit gun permit, it's all fake! " After scanning for a long time, the drunkard still didn't feel anything special about these guys in front of him. Moreover, according to his calculations, if these guys really had such a strong background, then how could they not even be able to protect a broken temple? Without saying anything further, the drunk man tore up the gun certificate and smashed it towards Old Man Liu's face, saying angrily: "Brothers, these bastards illegally hold a gun, create a gun certificate and beat them up for me!

"Do you have any laws left?" Although Lin Bai reached out his hand to stop the paper, there were still a few pieces that smashed heavily onto Old Man Liu's face, causing him to feel pain on his cheek, and even worse than that was the old man's heart. Without saying anything, Old Man Liu suddenly raised his hunting rifle and said angrily: "This old man didn't beat you up to such a terrible extent!"

"Yo, you f * cking want to go overboard with me!?" I'll return the favor, but you have to give it a shot! "Laws, your father is laws!" When the drunkard heard this, it was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He threw his head back and laughed a few times, then walked forward a few steps and pointed at Old Man Liu's nose.

"Stupid old dog, I said you're fat, but you're even f * cking breathing now!" If you are brave enough, just shoot! " Looking at the way Old Man Liu's entire body was trembling in anger, and the bastards following behind the drunkard, they only thought that the old man was trembling in fear. All of them looked like they wanted to lift their noses to the sky. Their faces were filled with disdain as they pointed and pointed endlessly.

Crack, crack. The moment the group of people finished their words, the sound of a gun being pulled rang out in the field. Before they could even react, they saw Old Master Liu skillfully pull down the safety pin. The biting cold wind caused the white hair on his head to fly about endlessly, as if a god had descended to the mortal world.

Although the old man was very thin, but for some reason, the moment he raised his spear, the drunkards only felt that the person in front of them was a thin tiger that was about to devour someone, killing intent surged out from the old man's body.

Moreover, that killing intent was tens of thousands of times stronger than the killing intent of these hooligans who had only seen blood before. It was the kind of killing intent only possessed by those who had experienced the onslaught of tens of thousands of people and their blood flowed like rivers!

With the old tiger and the strong wind, even the joints of the bamboo could be seen! Old Man Liu's gaze grew cold as he abruptly pulled the trigger.