C26 A Small Matter

If it was the Liao Loong that Wang Xiaolong had met that night, acting like they were going to compete with each other, even if they didn't fight, the rules would be very high.

However, this fellow before him had yet to even reach the pinnacle of his skills, and yet he was already overbearing to such an extent. He was simply a laughable frog in the well.

However, his endurance was still much higher than that of an ordinary person's.

With Wang Xiaolong's smash, his phone was broken into pieces. The power could probably make an ordinary person faint if they were not dead. However, this person only shook his head with force and regained consciousness.

He shook off the blood and residue on his face, growled, and charged towards Wang Xiaolong again like a moth thrown into a flame.

Wang Xiaolong's gaze turned cold and his face revealed a trace of killing intent...

This was because the bastard had pulled out a knife!

F * ck, are they going to stab me to death?

Since he wanted to kill him, why should he hold back?

"Be careful!" The old monk also saw it and urgently warned.

His eyesight was outstanding. Before Wang Xiaolong was able to get angry, he could already tell that this person was no match for Wang Xiaolong.

However, if it were a weapon, the nature would be different.

It was not an example of an ordinary person killing a martial artist with a single slash of his saber.

If that was the case, a martial artist with a weapon in his hand would be able to increase his killing power in an instant …

It was not easy to catch a white blade empty-handed.

Amidst the sound of breaking air, this inconspicuous sharp blade had already arrived in front of Wang Xiaolong.

There were three women standing behind Wang Xiaolong. With their reaction speed, it was impossible for them to retreat.

Even if Wang Xiaolong had the ability to dodge, he couldn't.

He could only take it head on!

Should I take it head on?

No.

Wang Xiaolong had other choices.

That was Little Wang's flying needle!

"Chi!"

The needle appeared without any warning and pierced through the man's forehead. It was so powerful that it went through the back of the head and into the trunk of the tree, causing it to tremble slightly.

This person had a Death Acupuncture Point on his forehead. With just a needle, it was able to take away this person's vitality in an instant.

As a result, his body stiffened and his strength was instantly drained.

Wang Xiaolong pinched his fingers, making it impossible for the blade to continue forward due to inertia.

"This... The Second Finger Buddhist Art is too powerful! " The middle-aged monk that got up said in surprise.

The old monk laughed awkwardly and said, "Amitabha, this Almsgiver has already gone."

"Huh?" The middle-aged monk was stunned.

The young monk was unable to react until his body went limp and he fell to the ground. He died with everlasting regret before he could react.

"My mother, this, this is killing!" The monk sat on the ground and looked at Wang Xiaolong with a green face.

"Aiya, bad luck!"

Wang Xiaolong had never thought that just by coming here to watch a show, he would be able to kill himself.

If he had known earlier, he wouldn't have come here.

However, Wang Xiaolong didn't regret killing this guy.

First of all, Wang Xiaolong was pretty sure that this guy was going to mock an ordinary person like Han Chuyu when he saw how this fellow dealt with her.

Silent Turtle, this was something he should never do.

After taunting him, it was only natural for him to retaliate.

If this guy didn't make a move, Wang Xiaolong would definitely show mercy.

However, he did it. Han Chuyu was standing behind Wang Xiaolong. The moment he dodged, Han Chuyu would die.

Take it head on?

If the opponent was just an ordinary person, Wang Xiaolong would have been able to block the stab with his fingers.

However, the opponent was also an expert. Wang Xiaolong didn't have the confidence to stop him at that moment.

If he was lucky, he would only have his fingers cut off.

Even though he was unlucky, his heart was still cold!

As the saying goes, a dead daoist friend doesn't die, so Wang Xiaolong can only send him to his death for the sake of not getting hurt.

"Oh my god!"

Han Chuyu already knew that Wang Xiaolong wasn't an ordinary person. She had also seen him hit someone before, and it looked like he would never stop until he had taken care of himself.

But no matter what, no one died!

What was in front of him? But someone had died!

Han Chuyu only felt as if the sky had caved in in that instant, her limbs chilled. She didn't know what to do.

Zheng Shuangni also covered her mouth in shock.

However, at least she had seen Wang Xiaolong kill someone, so she was able to keep her calm.

Lu Xueyu had never seen Wang Xiaolong kill before, but his endurance was much higher. At this moment, he was the first to speak, "Wang Xiaolong, what should we do now?"

"Call the police, call the police, we must call the police. Don't come over, don't come over! " The young monk scrambled back until he reached the old monk. Only then did he feel a sense of security, and he took out his cell phone as he kept up with the times.

Man, Han Chuyu was using the Thousand Yuan Machine, but this monk was the latest edition of Love Madness …

He was trembling as he tried to make a call, but the old monk held him down and shook his head.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, you've done it before!" The old monk was not afraid of Wang Xiaolong, he stepped forward and said with a merciful expression.

"He wants to kill me, where did I go wrong?" Wang Xiaolong frowned.

"Although this old monk's eyes are blurry, I know that with the skill of a benefactor, there must be a way to turn hostility into friendship."

"So you're saying you took it for granted?" Wang Xiaolong sneered and said, "I feel like you're just like some people, seeing the police shoot down the criminals and then jumping out to say why you didn't shoot the criminal or kick him, why did you hit him according to his chest?"

"Indeed, this old monk took it for granted. Since this matter is related to this temple, this corpse will be taken care of by this temple. To avoid trouble, benefactor, quickly go down the mountain! " The old monk said.

The faces of the two monks changed drastically when they heard this.

"Uncle-master Fang Jian, you can't do this!"

"That's right, that's right. He was the one who killed him, so he has nothing to do with us. Let the police handle him!"

Seeing that the little monk insisted on calling the police, Lu Xueyu and the other two nervously pulled Wang Xiaolong, as if they were going to run away.

The middle-aged monk stared at Wang Xiaolong. He was wary of this person escaping.

"I say …" Wang Xiaolong looked around and was confused, "Why are you guys making such a big fuss over nothing?"

"Damn, they've already killed people. Shouldn't they be making a big fuss over nothing?" The few of them nearly fell to the ground.

The two monks had different expressions when they looked at Wang Xiaolong.

With this tone, why was he so calm?

From the looks of it, this was not his first time doing such a thing.

Wasn't this person too terrifying?

"Young master, if you want to call the police, just report it. Why are you looking at me?" "As long as we wait for the police to arrive, we can just tell them the truth. What can happen to us?" Wang Xiaolong had a relaxed expression.

"Will he be okay after killing someone?" Han Chuyu said dumbly.

Wang Xiaolong threw up his hands and said, "Of course it will be fine. Haven't you heard what is called justifiable defense?"

"Self-defense?" Everyone was stunned again.

"Well, my master Zhang Weidong said that when someone cut me and then threw the knife and ran away, I didn't care about my own injuries. I took the knife and chased after him to kill him. But if I cut someone to death in the instant they come at me, it's called self-defense. " Wang Xiaolong Ke Pu said, "I am a thing that knows all about illiteracy. No matter what, you all have read books before, and yet you all do not know about it? Don't you all feel ashamed?"

"This... It seems to be true! "

"But there doesn't seem to be any surveillance videos here. If we just rely on our own words, would the police believe us?"

"I'm afraid you won't believe me?"

"How about we think of a way to get a proof that you're an acute transient mental disorder …"

"Ah, what's acute transient mental disorder?" Wang Xiaolong was confused.

"It's almost a temporary mental illness, and killing someone by mental illness is not a problem." Lu Xueyu explained.

"You're the lunatic!" Wang Xiaolong said snappily, "How can you doubt the fairness of the police? I believe that the police will handle this matter fairly. You must also believe in the police, believe in the positive energy of society … I'll make a call first! "

He took out his phone and immediately called Feng Ruilong.

"Hey, Feng Ruilong. I gave you tickets to the concert. Why didn't you come yesterday?" Un, let's not talk about this anymore. Where are you now? And he had also reached the Guandong? "Then come to Ox-Head Mountain quickly." Wang Xiaolong said, "Bring a few policemen who are familiar with you. There's a Buddhist temple just halfway up the mountain. Yes, it's nothing big. It's just a small matter. I will just..." "I killed someone and came over to wash the place."

"F * ck!"

Feng Ruilong, who was on the other end of the phone, had a relaxed expression and almost kneeled down when he heard this.

Was this even considered a small matter? Do you think you're Lu Xun! It was just a small matter!

On the other side, Zheng Shuangni, Zheng Shuangni, and the other three monks also started sweating when they heard Wang Xiaolong ask someone to bring a police officer that they were familiar with over.

Since this fellow had the police he was very familiar with and wanted to call them to get out of the way, then why did he need to say so much nonsense beforehand!

Why would he make such a phone call if he wanted to believe the police?