Medicinal Immortal

Looking at the man in Jinyi with flushing face and angry face, Tangning played with the round bamboo in his hand and smiled happily, and said, "For the sake of your beggars so sincerely, I naturally have to make you do what you want. How about a few more times?"

The man in Jinyi shook his palm into a fist when he heard it, and said angrily: "I'll let you hit! Hit!" As soon as the voice fell, a stride stepped forward, and his fist with dark energy also waved towards the little monk's face.

However, before his fist hit the little monk, the back of his hand was slapped by the round bamboo in the little monk's hand.

"hiss!"

Obviously, he just raised his hand slightly and slapped it, but the pain made him gasp. The hand holding his fist was also pulled back because of the pain.

"His! Hiss!" He really hurts!

The pain caused him to jump his feet. After a few violent swings, he looked at the back of his hand and saw a thick red mark about **** wide floating up on the back of his hand. The bamboo mark stretched from the back of the hand to the arm. The pain was so fierce. Tears rolled in his eyes.

"Does it hurt? I don't need much force with my small arms and hands. Although it's tiring to beat people, but you keep calling me to beat you, I can't help you!"

Tangning said helplessly. When the words fell, the round bamboo in his hand shot again. The round bamboo with dark energy was shot down either from the back or the calf, but the hip was the most hit.

"Hi! Ah! Don't... oh! Ah..."

The three men in Jinyi on the side looked at their companions being beaten by the round bamboo in the hands of the little monk. They were still there, bounced and bounced, breathing in pain, and they looked at each other involuntarily.

They know the strength of their companions, they can't really be beaten without fighting back, right? But right now, there is really no chance to fight back. It can only prove that the strength of this little monk is above him, so he can only be beaten.

However, fortunately, the little monk seemed to be just playing with him. The round bamboo shot down did not seem to be strong enough, and did not attack him where it was fatal, but just hit it like a small fight, although they The companion gasped and cried out in pain, but they felt that it shouldn't be very painful, right?

Although the other party didn't make a cruel move, they came out together, and they couldn't watch them. As soon as they entered, they looked at each other and then the three of them walked up quickly.

"Little master, little master, stop fighting, stop fighting."

Several people stepped forward to separate the two of them, and at the same time protected their companions back, and arched their hands at the little monk: "This matter is that he did not do so kindly. We apologize for him. The little master is a Buddhist man. It should be more compassionate, so don't care about him in general."

Tang Ning glanced at them, curled her lips, and said, "His parents don’t beat him, they always get beaten by others outside. I beat him. If he can change it, it’s okay. If he can’t change it, he will be offended in the future. Accepted."

While talking, she played with the round bamboo in her hand, glanced at the person who had been beaten to the back by her, smiled and walked away.

Several people listened to his words, their eyes flickered, and then looked back at the ugly-faced companion around him, and asked, "Is it all right?"

"It's okay? The little monk is doing something cruel!" The man gritted his teeth and said, pulling up his sleeves to show them.

When a few people saw the bamboo mark on his hand, they couldn't help being silent. It seemed that although it was not fatal, the hit was quite heavy.