After Becoming a Little Sister

At that time, the old man in the flowered shirt was not the majestic old Buddha head now, but one of the three Buddhas with a stuffy head like a turtle.

The other two were killed, one was sent to the sky by an anti-tank mine, and the other was directly shot into a sieve by more than a dozen guns on the street.

The last remaining one, after so many years of mixing, has developed a lot of skills and a huge name. He considers himself one of the dark world talkers in Southeast Asia, and raises a group of so-called monks in the Jade Buddha Temple. The Muay Thai master is the most powerful dark world organization in Southeast Asia.

And he is the head of the Buddha of the Jade Buddha Temple—it's just that the name of the Jade Buddha Temple is only said by them in private, and everyone else calls it the Old Buddha Temple.

Because when Baishou Taixuan was passing by, he went to the Jade Buddha Temple to offer incense, and asked with a smile who was so generous that he could eat the incense offered by her.

From that day on, the head of the Jade Buddha kept silent about the name of the Jade Buddha Temple, and took off and changed the original brand overnight, calling himself the head of the old Buddha.

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But Baishou Taixuan is Baishou Taixuan, and Mingyue Tianya is Mingyue Tianya. The old Buddha has seen the ability of the fairy sister, and he has given the other party enough awe. In his opinion, his posture has been lowered enough—you alone You son-in-law, why don't you take advantage of me giving you face like this?

Being chased into a dog with a gun by a gang of gangsters is the greatest shame in his life. He will kill anyone who mentions it. Now that it is mentioned again, he can't help but restrain his smile: "Niece, it seems that you are a little It's impolite..."

"That's right, that's right." Lu Wuxia nodded: "I don't need to give you face, and you don't need to give me face. How my master beat the two generations of Buddha heads in your old Buddhist temple back then, I will beat you today— -Do you believe it?"

"you--"

Before he could say your words, Lu Wuxia threw his hand and smashed the chair he was sitting on in the air, and even his whole body was pressed down on the chair, and he kicked directly on the chair. On the cushion—

"boom----"

The old Buddha subconsciously raised his hand to support the chair, and accompanied by a loud explosion, that kick directly blocked the entire steel-wood structure chair to pieces, and the powerful and heavy kick just broke through the flying sawdust. It protruded and stepped firmly between his chest and abdomen.

The old Buddha's head couldn't bear the force, and the whole person flew backwards for more than two meters, and slammed into the door of the ward behind him.

"Bang—crash..."

The glass of the ward door shattered and fell to the ground one after another, sounding like raindrops.

The man with the severed hand looked at the glass shards that fell and bounced in front of him, his throat rolled, his face turned pale with fright, he quickly lowered his head deeply and pretended that he didn't see anything, big beads of sweat ran down the ends of his hair Roll down.

Lu Wuxia withdrew her feet and patted her trouser legs: "Our accounts have not yet been settled. You gave my family two shots today. I will remember it for you. Now you will follow the rules and send people over to admit their mistakes. I will also follow the rules." You will behave—tonight, you can play whatever you want, in your old Buddhist temple, two shots!"

She held up two fingers: "If these two shots can't kill you, then you are dead. If you are killed... then you deserve to die."

"Cough-cough cough..." The old Buddha blushed and stood up against the door, his eyes were puzzled, but his mouth was trying to be brave: "How courageous! I want to see you tonight--"

【The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find the light~】

Lu Wuxia interrupted him by raising her hand, looked down at the phone, and frowned, "Yanqi?"

"I'm sorry, Lu Sang." Mr. Yan Qi said in a gloomy tone, "This kind of thing happened... I really didn't expect it, but I will prepare the best medical conditions for her here - about your daughter's injury, I'm very sorry."

"Wait, tell me first, what happened?" Lu Wuxia looked at the phone again, then put it back to her ear: "Injured? Who?"

"...your daughter."

"...So why did my daughter get hurt? And it has something to do with you?"

"She came to Japan before and said that the school had an event and wanted to conduct academic exchanges with the Dongdu Students' Federation, and contacted me. When I went to pick her up... there... a sniper shot at her at the exit of the airport. Sniped...we are checking who the other party is..."

Lu Wuxia listened expressionlessly, but the hand holding the phone gradually turned white.

The phone made an overwhelmed slight creaking sound, and waves of patterns appeared on the screen, and it was about to be crushed directly.

Lu Wuxia took a deep breath: "I'll explain it clearly when I come over, I can't explain it on the phone - send me the address."

She hung up the phone neatly, straightened her messy hair, and stared blankly at the ground.

The old Buddha was the first loser, and he probably heard that someone in the other party's family had an accident, so he couldn't help mocking: "Young man, don't be too arrogant, it's useless-look, you have offended the enemy, and your daughter will also be injured. Is it? So sometimes when others give you face, it is better for you to carry on."

Lu Wuxia blinked, looked up at him, and just looked at him like that.

Those eyes condensed all the light and shadows outside the window behind him, it was as black and pure as a black hole, and it looked as if it had lost its brilliance.

She put the mobile phone on the bedside table next to her, and raised her hand to gently brush it across the dazed blue face, and said softly, "Don't look at it, it will be fine soon."

The old Buddha could only feel a sudden chill on his back, as if someone pulled off his collar and poured a large cloud of snow into his back.

"You—what do you mean?" The muscles on his cheeks twitched faintly, looking at the woman in the red dress who rolled up his sleeves again and walked forward again.

"Shh!" Lu Wuxia raised a finger to her lips: "Quiet, let's go out and talk—trust me, it will be resolved soon, I still have something urgent, so don't wait at night, just get it done now."

As she spoke, she sighed: "After all, for you, the reasoning is boring and boring, so let's just use violence—"

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PS: I originally wanted to write more, but after thinking about the follow-up plot, I plan to sort out my thoughts tomorrow.

PS2: continue tomorrow

Chapter 1033 1014-NPCs have very different personalities (for "Let's celebrate!" Blade 7/17

Accompanied by a blast of demolition, two figures rushed out from between the corridors of the hospital.

One is a floral shirt and the other is a red skirt. To put it bluntly, everyone is a unit without armor. It depends on whose fist is harder and the real damage is higher.

The old Buddha had an expression of 'this woman is crazy': "If you want to die! I will fulfill you now! Don't think that your master is Baishou Taixuan and you can do whatever you want!"

Lu Wuxia didn't even bother to talk to him - she had always relied on herself to walk the rivers and lakes, and she was always talking about the big flag and the tiger's skin. Only those guys who didn't have confidence in themselves would do this, or they didn't. Weak people who use their own strength to solve problems.

A soul traveler who didn't want to reveal his life stepped on him.

"Hula——"

With a wave of his hand, the beads that were originally wrapped around his wrist were shaken off, and there was a sharp sound of tearing the air. At this time, Lu Wuxia realized that the clues used by the opponent's string of beads were not silk threads under normal circumstances, but some kind of hidden weapon. Same wire.

"...by the side."

Lu Wuxia looked down at his right arm which had been cut open with a tiny wound, and beads of blood were slowly oozing out from the wound.

"Hmph! You were the one who was injured!" There were several footprints on the old Buddha's chest, his blood was surging, and he felt a dull pain in his ribs when he moved his arms.

The opponent's kicks were like an African elephant charging, with such a mighty force that it even smashed the wall with one kick before.

If I hadn't unloaded my strength in time, I'm afraid I might have been kicked to death directly—Where did Baishou Taixuan give birth to a daughter with such great strength?

As soon as he thought about it, his expression froze, and he saw Lu Wuxia reach out and grab the potted plant next to him.

It was a tree similar to sala or iron wood, maybe it was some other species, the old Buddha didn't know much about these things, but from what he saw now, the thick trunk was firmly embedded in the tree. In the calf-high flower pot, the straight and slender leaves did not hurt your hands. She dragged the whole flower pot upside down and walked forward, as if she was dragging a sledgehammer.

The old Buddha hates these people who engage in greening - can't you get some fragile potted plants?If you can’t find it, there will be more meat!

He rolled his throat, looked down at the Buddhist beads in his hand, and at the large pottery potted plants weighing dozens of kilograms dragged by the other party, turned around and ran: "Come here! Come here—— "

Of course, he didn't come alone. The status of the old Buddhist temple here is similar to that of Gao Tianyuan in Japan, and they are all local snakes.

It's just that they came to the door to admit their mistakes before, so everyone waited outside, but now it's the opponent's one-on-one fight, so of course it would be a just group fight.

To deal with this kind of woman who doesn't talk about martial arts, everyone should not talk about morality with her, and we should shoulder it together!

The loyal little brother heard the sound and rushed to the corridor: "My lord! My lord——"

In the next second, a black shadow slammed over with such force with the sound of leaves shaking, and hit a lucky person heavily.

The poor child seemed to have been hit by a dump truck. He flew upside down for several meters and directly stuck to the wall. His whole chest was sunken in, and he sprayed out a mouthful of blood mist on his back, and even the wall behind him The tiles are cracked like spider webs.

The thick potted plant didn't split into several pieces until it fell vertically on the ground, exposing the soil with entangled roots inside.

"Dingkang—"

The sharp knife in the poor lucky man's hand fell to the ground, as if he had pressed the pause button.

The person who was hit lay limply on the ground, twitching slightly all over his body, breathing in but not out, and his pupils were dilated.

"Sorry, I missed it." Lu Wuxia said so, and raised her hand to grab another potted plant beside her: "It won't happen this time."

The old Buddha rolled his throat, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at the great strength displayed by the damaged wall: "You, what do you want! I will give it! I will give it all! How much do you want? I There's a lot of money!"

"Is money important?" Lu Wuxia thought for a while, then shook his head: "It's not important, just enough."

"then you--"

"I'm just in a bad mood, and you're dead, too. You see, we've reached a consensus—you're dead, and I'll be in a better mood."

Lu Wuxia's cold and stern phoenix eyes turned sideways, and looked at the guys who couldn't get up and down in the stairwell: "You all go down, this is a personal grudge between me and him."

"..." The younger brothers looked at each other for a few moments, tightened the sharp blades in their hands, and whoever was the first to embolden shouted "Ah—" and started to rush forward again.

Lu Wuxia sighed: "Why bother?"

"Boom———"

……

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By the time the Thai police arrived, the entire corridor of the hospital had been destroyed.

The people lying on the ground in a mess, with broken limbs and broken ribs, the nurses in the hospital were shivering and dragging the people away.

A police superintendent came up and saw the woman in the red dress wiping her fist, which had blood on it, whether it was her own or someone else's.

On the other hand, a skinny man in a black suit looked at the other person's actions tremblingly, and then caught a glimpse of an official person finally coming, Fu Zhixin slowly fell down the wall, clutching his stomach while sliding down, expressing Appeared to be helpless.

The girl in the red dress glanced at the fallen guy, ignored it, and waved to the superintendent: "Come, this way."

"F-what happened?" The police superintendent pressed the small revolver on his waist, and retracted it as if he was shocked by an electric shock when he got off his feet. whitish.

"They are armed and attacking, and I'm just defending. Is there a problem?" Lu Wuxia let go of the old man in the floral shirt who was stepping on him: "This guy is their leader, you guys look at it and deal with it."

"Cha, Mr. Cha Song?!"

The little superintendent's scalp is blown, this is the kind of big guy who dares to engage in a large-scale fight at the gate of the police station, and then calls for people to come out and wash the ground!

"I'm not interested in your collusion, the royal family, or the military." Lu Wuxia straightened her hair: "I interrupted his hands and feet, you—wait a minute, I'll answer the phone... Hey ?master?"

"Not yet? Are you on the plane now?"

"No, just a little problem."

"Oh, I knew it - I sent the plane to pick you up, and I greeted the king of Thailand, hurry up!"

"it is good."

The situation on the Thai side is very strange. In the middle of the last century, the King of Thailand was originally a mascot of a constitutional monarchy. The power was controlled by the military. On the contrary, he has more and more power to speak, and finally even showed his intention to win the hearts of the people. Relying on the so-called admiration of all people, he became the head of state again.

After that, it becomes a situation of the new royal family>military>official>emerging capitalists, like dreaming back to the feudal era.