After Becoming a Little Sister

Siam?Old Buddha Temple?what is that?never heard of that.

Well, I have actually heard of it, and she also knows that those guys didn't encounter anything serious.

They just ran into a wild Leopard 2A tank...

Traveling to this side, she was trapped in the Rubik's Cube building of the Great Demon King, and the pro-mother came over in a tank in a handsome manner.

The mother monster who fell into Siam seems to have a little story to tell with Lu Wuxia there, but unfortunately she couldn't find out the details.

As for the old Buddhist temple that has been washed by tanks like the background board, can it be good?

In this way, these people really have some grievances with themselves, and it is true that their mothers and daughters have paid off their debts.

"Stop." Caiba said in a low voice, the voice was as muffled as a subwoofer.

Alia raised her brows, the wine sister was really right, this guy is really ruthless.

This deep voice is not the original voice of the other party, but a manifestation of his heart and lung function being destroyed for many years.

As for why a muay thai master's cardiopulmonary function is not good, it can only be his initiative - probably using a very explosive breathing method that will cause a serious burden on the heart and lungs, which will cause this kind of internal injury Happening.

People in Southeast Asia are like this, catching a heretic and practicing to death, but within a certain range, they really have a good performance.

The people in the book play Kendo, Aikido and Karate are similar, the people in the stick focus on the two legs of Taekwondo, and Siamese Muay Thai is even more biased.

The advantage of these heretics is that they are quick, easy to learn but difficult to master, and the rising ceiling is visible to the naked eye. It is suitable for people who have no talent but work hard.

The Republic does have Taoism orthodox sects, but it is too difficult to get started and it is too slow to enter the country, and it is really for the sake of self-cultivation rather than killing karma.

In this fast-paced society, apart from the heirs of the various sects, the only ones who can learn are retired old men and old ladies...

Boxing such as Baji is not inferior to muay thai's fierceness, but the problem is that it requires talent, so it went around and went back to the original point.

This is the same as the traditional characters back then. It's not that the culture is bad, but the cumbersomeness of the traditional characters itself has indeed restricted its dissemination and promotion, which is the shackles of the times.

Not to mention that compared to these fists and kicks now, a child can punch through an [-]mm thick steel plate with a handful of the legendary Desert Eagle BB bullets. Who would be thankless to practice these things?

After coming and going, Southeast Asia naturally has the face to boast that it has inheritance, performance, and future, but it almost raises its tail to the sky.

The muay thai fighters stopped what they were doing after hearing Chai Ba's words, but those Shiva-day Asan brothers didn't mean to stop.

The only advantage of them who were pressed and beaten before was the large number of people. I don’t know if they were beaten up before. Now they finally broke free from the clutches. Someone lifted the table and took out a pistol from their body, pointing it at the side One of the muay thai guys just wanted to shoot.

"I'll kill you!" he said, pulling the breech bolt, with a murderous look, and speaking English.

It seems that Brother Ah San really doesn't have his own unified official native language?The legal administrative language is English...

Aliya was thinking about the importance of the same text here, while Caiba on the other side had already turned his eyes cold, and kicked heavily on the horizontal table not far away.

The third brother flew three or four meters away from the horizontal table, and pushed the latter directly against a pillar in the administrative corridor.

The poor third brother seemed to have been hit by a dump truck in the front, and he vomited a mouthful of blood with a wow, and he slumped on the table, probably dead.

The heavy long table shook, and one of the table legs was broken, and the white powder under the lacquered surface rustled down, which fully showed the strength of this kick.

Tsk, tsk, tsk... Sister Jiu looked disgusted, come, come, this style again, this guy's hands are too bloody.

"You, what are you doing!" The hotel manager was taken aback: "Stop! You can't fight anymore! Stop!"

He didn't expect that the person who came to persuade him to fight would kill half of his life. If this continues, his hotel will still be able to accommodate people?

But just when he subconsciously reached out to grab Chaba, a hand reached out from the side, pulled his arm and pulled him back.

"?!" The manager felt that the person pulling him was not a person, but an African elephant, and even his feet were pulled off the ground for a short time.

Aliya held down the manager who was pulled back, raised her head slightly, a strange wheel brushed her hair, and went straight to Chaba.

A few strands of hair flying in the air were cut off. Alia's eyes reflected the cold metal wheel, and the eyes gradually became severe.

If I hadn't reacted a little faster than ordinary people, wouldn't the lobby manager be in trouble for that moment?

This guy doesn't care about ordinary people at all, such a guy has violated the bottom line of dog-eat-dog...

"clang----"

Chai Ba, who was wearing a glove, punched the runner, and a cloud of sparks visible to the naked eye shot out directly between the fist wheels.

The wheel with the big head flew upside down, slammed into another decorative pillar, and embedded it hard, causing the gravel to splash and crackle.

"Guess—ba—"

Accompanied by a furious roar, a figure almost flew up from the stairwell, and two runners were thrown out.

It was a man dressed as a yogi, covered in ashes and with hair tied in a bun.

If it is a complete attire, there should be a long snake around the neck, a string of skeletons on the chest, and a tiger skin around the waist.

Four hands hold a trident, axe, tambourine, club or doe, but obviously these are not convenient to carry, so he just drew a third eye on the forehead.

"Sai Jian Tuo!" Chai Ba replied in a muffled voice, "Come——"

"Stop! Stop it for me! Talk about you two! Stop!"

"...?"

PS: continue tomorrow

Section 1582 1368.5-Someone called God before me? !

"Stop, stop!"

The girl's voice was so clear that the entire executive lounge could hear it clearly, so everyone naturally turned their eyes over.

But after seeing the other party's attire, everyone looked away again, not bothering to pay attention to this guy.

Hotel staff (×)

Weak ordinary people (√)

In their view, it is already a great gift that they did not take the initiative to hurt these weak passers-by.

Under this premise, it is reasonable for the other party to say and do what they say, as long as they do not offend themselves, even if they are a little stupid.

Just like the previous hotel manager told Chai Ba to stop, Chai Ba naturally didn't mean to punch him backhand and send him to see his mother.

Because there is no need to be angry at these people who don't understand the dark side of this world, just ignore them.

In the same way, the flywheel of the third brother who threw it over almost cut the hotel manager, but it was not an intentional injury or targeting.

Their bottom line is not to affect people to death. Injuries, broken hands and feet, or even needing to be admitted to the ICU, what does that have to do with themselves?

Isn't it enough for them to save a life?I have given Gao Tianyuan enough face!

Thinking about coming to Gao Tianyuan, I don't have the qualifications to ask myself to be polite and courteous to passers-by like a model good citizen.

In that case, what kind of dark world is it? In that case, everyone should guess the game to determine the winner, not punch.

Glancing at the passer-by girl, Seganda held out a short-handled trident from behind and stared at the dark, short man.

"Guess! You are going to die here today! Did you report our goods? You broke the rules!"

Sakanda, in the myths and legends of Shiva, is the son of Shiva, transformed by the essence of biu when Shiva and Goddess Parvati were combined.

The reason why she is not pregnant is said to be because the goddess Parvati was cursed by the wife of the god of love and valley and cannot conceive, so she can only do test-tube babies.

...So there are quite a lot of test-tube babies in the age of mythology. Is it so scientific?

Sakanda was brought up by a river nymph. It is said that he was born to destroy King Asura. He is a heroic and just God of War.

But Aliya looked at the skinny guy who looked like a yoga ascetic in front of her, and she couldn't see the God of War no matter how she looked.

And even if it is not the myth of Shiva’s native land, when it was spread to the Republic, there was actually an incarnation of Sakanda’s cultural output, that is, the Wei Tuo Bodhisattva, which is common in Buddhism, is a famous Dharma protector Bodhisattva. The general statues do not look like On the contrary, the Bodhisattva is like a general, so he is sometimes mistaken for General Wei Tian.

However, Brother Asan’s mythological structure is quite large. He created the universe at every turn, and the setting is also very interesting. For example, the flame-shaped eyes in the center of Sakanda’s eyebrows are said to be the third eye of Shiva, which can spray The divine fire burns everything to ashes.

Back then, Kama, the god of love, disturbed Shiva when he was practicing asceticism. The divine fire sprayed from Shiva's third eye burned the god of love to death.

But Eros is not dead, but has no form—so love is formless.

Are you interested in Lin readers' inner taste?

Compared with Shiva Tiansai Gandhara, who has a cool setting, Guaiba seems to be unable to make a dull fart with three sticks, which is too earthy.

If it wasn't for the impressive combat effectiveness he showed in kicking the kick before, maybe everyone would regard him as a member of the gang fight at this moment.

Caiba twisted his neck: "Sakanda, don't make excuses."

"Do you dare to do it but dare not admit it!" Sekanda pointed at the other party with the trident in his hand: "Then I will arrest you and drain your blood! Then we will see if you recognize it or not!"

"Stop, listen to me."

"You can come and try."

"Right here! Let's fight! Life or death!"

"it is good--"

"Stop!"

"Let your people block the way, lest those hounds come over so quickly."

"Your men put their guns away, they're so stupid."

"Humph!"

"I said—you—in the end—did you listen to me!!"

Aliya yelled, and then put her hands on her knees and panted heavily: "Are you deaf? Huh?"

Sakanda was a little more talkative than Caiba, he frowned and turned around: "Do you want to die?"

"... Huh?" Aliya pointed to her face: "You said me? You said it again?"

"I said, if you want to die, you can say a few more words, I don't mind killing you."

Sakanda's patience is limited, and there are rules, but what if you don't follow them?

I abide by the rules, not because I am afraid, but because Shiva's family has a big business, and there are other people who want to operate in the third new god city.

But before their cargo had just landed, before they had time to check and take it away, they were directly intercepted by the inspection department of the Third New Shenen City who was guarding.

This wave of losses was second to none, but it seriously affected their reputation, and the subsequent losses were immeasurable.