I am the Great Protector of the Soldier King

Zhu Qingyu only felt a cold, stiff thing pressing against the right temple of his head. He felt bad, but he pretended not to know and continued driving.

"Stop! If you move again I'll shoot!" Zhang Xiaomao shouted.

Lao Jiang, Ma Shaobing, and Hong Zheng all screamed in surprise, and Lao Jiang whispered: "Zhang Xiao, Mao, you, you...?"

Zhu Qingyu braked, pulled the gear lever back to the neutral position, and put on the handbrake to stop.

"Haha, I guessed it right. You are indeed the traitor. How much benefit does the other party give you?" Zhu Qingyu said looking straight ahead with a look of disdain.

Seeing Zhu Qingyu's expression, Zhang Xiaomao snorted coldly and said: "People die for money and birds die for food. Use people's money to eliminate disasters for others! Don't pretend to be noble, you will be stained if you stay in this society for a long time!"

Ma Shaobing reacted first. He wanted to take action, but Zhang Xiaomao stopped him: "No one is allowed to move! If he moves again, I will kill him!" After Zhang Xiaomao said this, he opened the door and got out of the car, but his gun was still aimed. Zhu Qingyu.

"Stop the car!" Zhang Xiaomao ordered again.

When an unexpected incident occurred and he was in danger, Zhu Qingyu did not panic. He turned off the engine and asked unusually calmly: "What do you want?"

"Everyone raise their hands, hold them on their heads, and don't move!" Zhang Xiaomao shouted.

Several people in the car followed suit.

"Hmph - haha! No matter how fierce you are, you can't escape from my grasp, hahaha!" A thick voice shouted from outside the car. When Zhu Qingyu heard it, he knew it was the fake abbot.

I saw the fake abbot walking down the last two stone steps, came to the car door, and said proudly: "You didn't expect it, did you? Haha, I think you are all a bunch of fucking idiots!"

After the fake abbot said this, with a wave of his hand, the monks stumbled down the stone steps. "Open the back door and lift the things off the car for me!" the fake abbot ordered.

The two monks didn't know how to open the back door of the car and were at a loss.

Zhang Xiaomao put the pistol on Zhu Qingyu's head again and said: "Open the back door!"

Zhu Qingyu had a sullen face, and pulled the handle switch under the seat cushion with his left hand, and the back door popped open with a pop.

Two monks came up and held the packaging box of the Golden Buddha with both hands, but they did not move it because their hands and feet were injured.

Two more monks came over, but they were groaning even when they walked. They still had the energy to get into the car and move things!

When the fake abbot saw it, he cursed: "They are all a bunch of fucking trash, get out of here!" After that, he walked from the passenger door to the rear of the car.

Hong Zheng was sitting next to the rear door. He quietly opened the door a crack and raised his right foot. When the fake abbot passed by the door, Hong Zhengshen suddenly kicked the car door. The door suddenly hit the fake abbot. The false abbot fell on his back.

Zhang Xiaomao was startled and tilted his head - at this moment, Zhu Qingyu started the car and immediately put it into gear while igniting the ignition. The car jumped several meters, and Zhang Xiaomao was directly hit by the open door from behind and fell to the ground.

Zhu Qingyu stopped the car and jumped out, holding a shadowless knife and swooping over. The fake abbot had already stood up and came towards him with a Zen staff in hand. The two were fighting again!

Ma Shaobing and Hong Zheng rushed out with electric shock batons. Zhang Xiaomao woke up at this time and was about to pick up the pistol on the ground. Hong Zheng saw him and kicked him in the wrist.

Zhang Xiaomao quickly took his hand back and stood up like a carp. As soon as he stood up, Ma Shaobing's electric shock rod reached his chest. However, Xiao Mao's body suddenly resembled a fully drawn bow. After contracting his belly, he was still two inches away from the electric shock rod. His right hand was already tightly clenched on Ma Shaobing's right wrist. He rolled low and Ma Shaobing unexpectedly My wrist was in severe pain, my body was off balance, and the electric shock rod fell to the ground.

Immediately, Zhang Xiaomao turned Ma Shaobing's arm over and was about to hit him hard with his elbow when Hong Zheng kicked him. Zhang Xiaomao quickly stopped his hand, turned his elbow into a palm, and deflected Hong Zheng's kick. He raised his left leg and kicked Ma Shaobing in the head!

A special operations soldier who has served for two years is so calm against two armed police detectives who have been at the forefront for four years. This will be another good fight!

——When Ma Shaobing saw the strong wind coming, he hurriedly threw his head back, caught the kick with both hands, and turned to the right with all his strength. Zhang Xiaomao took advantage of the situation and turned right, then kicked his right leg towards his head! Ma Shaobing received a blow to the neck and almost fell down!

Seeing this, Hong Zheng flew away with his flying legs. At this moment, Zhang Xiaomao was feeling proud and had not yet stood firm. He saw the double flying legs and had no time to dodge. He only heard a muffled "pop" sound and Zhang Xiaomao was hit on the chest. Hard blow, falling on his back.

Ma Shaobing flew forward, and his knees fell heavily from two meters high onto Zhang Xiaomao's chest. Zhang Xiaomao's internal organs were shattered, his mouth opened, and blood spurted out from his mouth more than one meter high.

On the other side, the fake abbot was lying dying at the foot of the stone steps. There was a thin, slender gash on his neck, and not even a lot of blood came out.

This is the masterpiece of the Shadowless Knife!

And those so-called monks - they must be fakes - could not or did not dare to move at this time. They fell to the ground and screamed or pretended to scream, because they knew that the martial arts of the people who came were so strong that any resistance would be in vain. of.

Zhu Qingyu pointed the shadowless knife at the fake abbot and said, "Tell me, who are you and why did you want to rob the Golden Buddha?"

The fake abbot made a growl in his throat and said: "Little... son..., I... Ziyang Wudi... have never... met an opponent. I didn't expect... to fall in... your hands. I admire you... I just..." After saying this, he tilted his head and died.

Zhu Qingyu pointed his knife at a childish seventeen or eighteen-year-old little warrior monk on the stone steps and shouted: "Say it, or I will kill you if you don't!"

Seeing that the leader was dead, the little monk hurriedly said: "I said it, I said it! We are members of the Ziyang Wudi Gang. We were invited by some gang in the border town with huge sums of money to kidnap the Golden Buddha. Boss, you must keep your word. Kill me!"

Zhu Qingyu sneered and said: "If you tell the truth, I won't kill you. Let me ask you, what kind of gang is this? Tell me clearly!"

The young monk said: "I really don't know. This is a secret. Only our gang leader knows it."

"Where is the abbot of the Golden Buddha Temple now?"

"In the secret cave behind the main hall, if you want to go, boss, I will take you there."

Zhu Qingyu pointed his knife at the monks on the ground and said: "The Pure Land of Buddhism, how can you let you wait here and start killing people! If I wanted to kill you, I would have solved it with a wishful palm, and I would have killed you with a knife and a gun. Beaten up? If you want to survive, clean up the blood stains quickly and put the bodies away!"

After hearing this, the monks all stood up and started to get busy.

Zhu Qingyu took out his mobile phone and took a few photos of the corpses of Ziyang Wudi and Zhang Xiaomao, as well as a short video. Then he ordered Ma Shaobing and others to stay, and asked the little monk to lead the way to the secret cave in the back mountain. .

Lao Jiang took the abbot's seal that he had picked up and ran a few steps to follow.

Entering through the back door of the newly built Tathagata Hall, you can see a stone door at the foot of the mountain half open. Maybe Ziyang Wudi came out of the cave in a hurry and didn't have time to close it.

The little monk opened the stone door and Zhu Qingyu entered the cave. Inside was a spacious cave hall with candles swaying on the surrounding lampposts and dim lights.

The young monk pressed a button on the stone wall, and a stone door in the cave hall suddenly opened. Zhu Qingyu followed the young monk and entered carefully.

After walking a few dozen meters further, he stopped in front of an iron door. The young monk said, "Abbot Jingwu is inside, but I don't have the key and can't open the iron door."

Zhu Qingyu said: "Get out of the way!" After saying this, the iron on the iron door fell off with a bang, and the iron door opened naturally.

The young monk opened his mouth and eyes wide, and muttered: "No wonder..."

Zhu Qingyu opened the stone door inside again and saw an elder in his seventies wearing a yellow Buddhist robe sitting on a futon meditating. He stood with one palm on his chest, his eyes closed tightly, and blood dripping from his head had solidified on his face. superior.

"This is Abbot Jingwu." The young monk whispered.

When Lao Jiang heard this, his knees trembled and he said: "There is no abbot! I came all the way to send the golden Buddha, but something unexpected happened to you. The pure land of Buddhism is filled with blood!" After that, he wrapped the Buddha cloth. The abbot's seal was raised with both hands, and he burst into tears.

After Zhu Qingyu heard this, he felt uncomfortable in his heart.

Abbot Jingwu seemed unresponsive. After a while, his eyelids began to flicker, his lips trembled slightly, and he held the big seal in his hands, but it took a long time for his eyes to open a crack. He asked feebly: "Is this the person who is here, Benefactor Jiang?" The veteran bowed hurriedly and said: "That's right, abbot, please tell me."

Abbot Jingwu glanced at Zhu Qingyu, his eyes suddenly widened, and he said with extraordinary splendor: "God bless me! How virtuous and capable I am at the Golden Buddha Temple, that I actually asked the heavenly soldiers to come to my rescue! How good, how good!"

Abbot Jingwu closed his eyes and muttered words so quietly that no one could hear him. Finally, he said: "Donor Jiang, this temple has a history of thousands of years. It has been through the efforts of thirty-six abbots that Buddhism can be carried forward. Now I am not talented. If you don't arrive, this temple will be destroyed in my hands." ! The benefactor was destined, and Lord Buddha was kind enough to allow Donor Chiang to take on the important responsibilities when I was dying."

As Abbot Jingwu said this, he handed the big seal to Lao Jiang, took the Buddhist beads from his neck, and hung them around Lao Jiang's neck.

"This, how can this be done! Master Jingwu, I have no virtue and incompetence, this is unacceptable, I can't bear it..."

Abbot Jingwu did not allow him to finish his words, so he said: "The Golden Buddha Temple depends entirely on you... to carry forward... the... light... of Buddhism..."<