I really want to be a cook

The thug waved his hand and shouted towards the door:

"Whoever put the monk in, don't throw him out!"

"This ugly and tough benefactor is really domineering."

The Bujie monk was speechless.

"This little monk is here to find a young master, and I ask the benefactor to take this little monk to meet him."

The thug squeezed his fist, and the muscles all over his body exploded one by one, full of explosiveness:

"Do you not understand the words? We don't welcome monks here, so hurry up!"

"Hey"

Monk Bujie sighed, how could you be so unreasonable:

"Almsgiver, you can't tell this little monk to go away, and this little monk will go away, because if you tell this little monk to go away, this little monk will go away, and this little monk will feel ashamed.

The little monk is also the eldest brother of several monkeys, if they know that the elder brother has lost face after going down the mountain, the little monk will not be able to restrain them.

If you can't restrain them, the monk will be scolded by the master.

If the little monk is scolded by the master, the little monk will be unhappy.

If the monk is not happy, he will not be in the mood to teach the Buddha.

If the little monks do not teach the Buddha, the believers will not be comforted.

If believers are not comforted, they will be unhappy.

If they are not happy, the world will be in chaos.

If the world is in chaos, you may lose your job.

Once you don't have a job, you may not be able to feed your family, and the family will starve to death.

As the benefactor, you said it yourself, isn't it too much for you to tell the little monk to go away? "

I saw the Bujie monk seriously reasoning with a thug.

Jiang Ping violated the peace no matter how he looked at it.

This future boss was so cute when he was young!

It is simply a living treasure.

The key is to look at his appearance, and he doesn't know that he is a living treasure.

If it wasn't for the fact that his panel didn't have a recording function, he would definitely have recorded this scene well.

After more than ten years, he will be able to make a fortune on the forum with this gossip.

There are quite a few fans who don't quit killing monks.

Of course, the key is that this monk is handsome.

This society is still very realistic.

Good looking, has everything.

What, you are not convinced?

If you are not convinced, go and ask for seven wives!

If he was an ugly monk, he would have been included in the top ten must-boss rankings, and there are players who want to group him up and blow him up every now and then.

But a handsome, ruffian, powerful and murderous monk is a deadly poison to both men and women.

The thug was surrounded by Monk Bujie so badly that his eyes were dizzy. He just grabbed Monk Bujie and was about to throw him out:

"What a mess, the uncle only knows that if you don't leave, the uncle will send you out!"

"Ok?"

The thugs grabbed it hard, but it felt like they were grabbing a tree.

The tree is deeply rooted in the earth, and the root system stretches for ten meters, tens of meters.

Can't hold it, can't push it.

The thug's face changed, he knew he had met a master.

As a gambler, the thugs are not weak, and they are at the level of a second-rank martial artist. For ordinary people, it is not too easy to fight ten.

But with all his strength, he still couldn't shake the corner of the little monk's clothes.

This monk is at least a high-grade martial artist.

Thinking of this, the thug's face instantly softened, and his fierce face looked a little more simple and honest at the moment.

"Don't blame the master, don't blame, the villain is just joking with you.

Whoever the master wants to find is all on me.As long as it is found in the casino, I will definitely help the master find it. "

Thugs bend their knees, bend their waists, try not to look so tall, and don't let the master look up to them.

The non-precept monk smiled all over his face:

"Master is right, although there are many bad people under the mountain, there are also many people who are willing to speak the truth.

This is the first time the little monk has convinced others with reasoning.In the past, the little monkeys would not listen to my reasoning. "

Is it so realistic?

Seeing the thug's attitude change, Jiang Ping felt inexplicably humiliated.

This little brother deserves your position!

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The thug seems to have some status in this gambling house, and everyone he meets calls him Brother Jiao.

Under his leadership, the journey was unimpeded.

"Master, you are looking for my young master, here is the place, please ask the little one to report."

The thug stopped at the door of a private room on the second floor of the gambling house, and smiled shyly at Bujie.

As for Jiang Ping, in the view of the thugs, he is just a small follower of the Master of Discipline.

As for why the little follower was so handsome, it was beyond his comprehension.

The little monk Bujie nodded solemnly, and sorted out his moon white monk robe quite formally.

Obviously, he attached great importance to this meeting and was going to reason with this unknown son.

He tiptoed into the private room.

After about three breaths.

"roll!"

There was a roar from inside.

The thug retreated in disgrace, and said to Bujie with a bitter face:

"Master, I'm sorry, the Young Master's family is busy with business, please wait a moment."

For a while.

With the sound of getting dressed, a young man with a fair complexion and sloppy steps came out with his arms around a charming woman in a light gauze skirt and a red peony tube top, revealing deep grooves.

"It's you?!"

The young man frowned.

The non-disciplined monk put his hands together, silently recited a sentence of Amitabha, and then stared at the mystery under the woman's tube top with an exploratory, curious, and research-oriented scholarly gaze.

"Female benefactor, why do you have such a long scar on your chest? I don't know what strange weapon it was created by?

Why has the little monk never seen it before? "

Jiang Ping: ""

Young son: ""

Beater: ""

The charming woman proudly puffed out her chest, seeing the displeasure on the face of her benefactor, her acting skills exploded in an instant, she covered her chest and screamed:

"Ah!!! You rascal! You flower monk! You smell shameless!!!"

The little monk who did not quit shook his head, a little disappointed and said:

"Let's just forget about it."

"Monk, you're lucky that you didn't die. You still dare to come to the door, do you think your life is too long?"

The young man hugged the girl and said coldly.

Monk Bujie came back to his senses, put his palms together to the young master, and said seriously:

"Amitabha, hello son, this little monk is here to kill you."

The young man was taken aback for a moment, then sneered and said:

"What did you say?! Said to kill me on my site?! Hahaha!!!"

Smiling and laughing, the smile on his face faded, his eyes revealed a murderous look:

"Brother Jiao, didn't you hear what this little monk was saying? Why don't you do it yet?!"

Brother Jiao, the thug, dripped a drop of cold sweat from his temples.

At this moment, he felt that he was facing an extremely important fork in the road of his life.

Shooting?

Don't make a move?

The monk Bujie didn't mean to be joking, but said very seriously:

"Master said: If someone wants to kill you, you must kill him back. If you can't even deal with the person who killed you, then don't even think about returning to vulgarity. It's good to be a monk for a lifetime and just hide in peace."

After a pause, Monk Bujie touched his little bald head, and said with a shy smile:

"The little monk wants to return to the common life and marry a wife, so you will be killed by the little monk, my lord."

Jiang Ping: ""

Case solved!Case solved! ! !

Why is it so murderous not to quit killing monks?

It's all due to this master whose name never appeared.

It is a miracle that the disciples taught by the Three Views are so unrighteous that they can safely grow up to such a large size without being beaten to death.

And the tragic ending of never giving up killing monks fully proves an eternal truth.

How important is the teacher to the early education of the students!

"Hahaha"

The young gentleman laughed loudly, and was about to say something cruel, and then made a few words of ridicule.

He thought that he was born with beautiful features and good skin, and could please women, but he felt that he could talk but his head.

Although I don't know why the people he sent out didn't kill the little monk, but it doesn't matter, this is his territory.

He wants whoever dies to die

"Ahhhh!!!"

A woman's scream was heard.

So noisy!

The young man wanted to reprimand him, but when he turned his head, he saw that the woman in his arms was covered in blood, and her eyes were terrified.

Blood?

Where did the blood come from?

Boom!