A Panda's Martial Arts

"clang!"

Just as Qiao Dong wanted to probe to see the situation, two steel thorns flew towards him. Even though he had shrunk his head at the fastest speed, a sharp steel thorn rubbed against the cement flower bed and scratched his scalp, bringing out A pile of blood and a few strands of hair.

Another steel thorn pierced into the flowers and pierced another person's calf.

"Aww yo yo—"

The old man's screams rang in his ears, and Qiao Dong realized that the monk Ciqing had hidden beside him at some point.

"Why are you here to cause trouble!"

Shocked, Qiao Dong hastily dragged the Tzu Ching monk from the flower bed. The old man's position just now was a perfect target.

"Don't you know that people will die! Why do you let ordinary people come over!"

"I……"

Monk Ciqing opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a while.

He really wanted to say that he was here to help, that ordinary people can do something, he also wanted to say that he vaguely saw the heel of the gangster, that was not an opponent that Qiao Dong could handle, and he also wanted to say that he had good intentions in everything ...But no matter what he wanted to say, it was meaningless.

No matter how much the Tzu Qing monk wanted to say, he never thought that he would not be able to deal with this kind of murderer.

The development of the situation has completely exceeded the expectations of the Tzu Ching monks.

In fact, not only the Tzu Ching monks, but everyone did not expect things to develop to such a tragic level——

Even in Qiao Dong's view, this battle should be a one-man showdown between him and the gangster.

Maybe he will be at a disadvantage because of his inferior skills, maybe he will be completely suppressed, but relying on the black-tech recovery item in his hand, he will still be able to stand in the end after all.

But Qiao Dong didn't think about it, the gangster had actually been teasing him all the time.

This is not a Dragon Quest drama, nor is there a turn-based system where you come and go, and there is no such thing as a comeback after being beaten black and blue.

If the gangster wanted to kill him, two flying needles would have killed him the first time they met.

This is the first time that Qiao Dong has clearly realized that martial arts competitions can lead to death.

And it will be killed in an instant.

"Ding Ding Ding-"

Outside the flower bed, the sound of steel thorns falling to the ground is still ringing. Some steel thorns fell to the ground, and more steel thorns pierced the human body. The screams were mixed with exclamations, accompanied by mixed footsteps. The tall and thin man in their eyes has now turned into a death-ghost, continuing to hunt down anyone who is still standing.

No one could stop him, no one could stop the flying steel thorns. In just a few tens of seconds, the wall was covered with blood.

Dead……

Whether it was the monk who was still running away, or the hiding monk Qiao Dong and Tzu Ching, or the wounded patients who fell to the ground and were dying, their hearts were full of despair at the moment.

The tall, lanky men in military greatcoats were irresistible demons, and they couldn't possibly win.

"Namo Amitabha……"

At this last moment, the monks instinctively recited the Buddha's name.

But this scene made the thin and tall man even more violent.

"Buddha? Do you like to chant Buddha?"

His hands were full of steel thorns, and the eyes of the tall and thin man who had already been cured by the medicine were about to burst.

"That's fine, the third child recited Buddha's name all his life while he was alive, but now that he is dead, you just happen to accompany him to the West Paradise!"

With a sweep of both arms, the last two fleeing monks were nailed through their bodies and fell to the ground.

This made the monks even more panicked, and the voice of chanting the Buddha's name trembled even more.

"Namo Amitabha, Namo Amitabha..."

Trembling and noisy Buddha's chant, mixed with the sound of running away footsteps, piercing screams one after another, under the low wall seems to have turned into a screaming hell.

"Call! Keep calling!"

He took out a steel spike from his bosom again, and the tall and thin man who reminded him of death lowered his head, ready to make up the knife one by one.

"I'll let you continue..."

puff-

The sudden sharp pain in the throat stopped the tall thin man's voice abruptly.

"Varied……"

The tall and thin man instinctively touched his throat, but he felt a handful of greasy blood, and the cold touch from his fingertips was somewhat familiar.

That was clearly the steel thorn he just shot out.

"Who... who!"

Blood gushed out of his throat, and the angry, tall and thin man turned his head to look around, but he didn't see the expected enemy at all.

Only one horse monkey is squatting on the fence of the panda house in the distance, its outstretched arm is still in a throwing posture.

"Ho, ho ho..."

The massive blood loss in the throat had already made the tall and thin man lose his ability to speak. He couldn't believe that he would be killed by a mere horse monkey with all his martial arts skills.

But at the end of his life, before he fell down, he, who had a height advantage, finally saw the culprit.

It was the panda hiding behind the railing, also doing the throwing pose.

Chapter 150 People who survived

When people realize that the matter has passed, it is already 1 minute later.

The first one to come back to his senses was a monk who was seriously injured and fell to the ground. With two steel thorns nailed to his chest, he was still chanting the Buddha's name with his eyes closed all the time because of panic, just like the other monks who fell to the ground. Like monks.

The muffled sound of sharp weapons piercing flesh continued in their ears, and they didn't dare to open their eyes to see the bloody scene of their companion being assassinated.

And at this moment of dying, due to his occupation, this monk suddenly wanted to recite a sutra for the sake of his companions and himself——

But what is embarrassing is that, perhaps because of being too nervous, the monk unexpectedly forgot how to recite the scriptures.

But when he opened his eyes, the scene in front of him was even more unexpected.

The violent, insane but arrogant gangster he had imagined had already fallen by the corner of the wall at this moment. More than a dozen steel thorns were inserted into the madman's chest, causing the murderer to die beyond measure.

And in the distance, there are more steel thorns flying.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Two steel thorns were nailed to the tall and thin body, making two muffled noises, which brought the monk back to his senses.

saved?

"Saved! Alive! That beast is dead!"

After passing between life and death, the monk could no longer restrain his emotions and burst into tears on the spot.

The other fallen monks also heard the shout and opened their eyes one after another. Qiao Dong and the monk Tzu Ching, who were hiding beside the flower bed, also poked their heads out for the first time, wanting to confirm whether it was true or not.

The tall and thin body was lying in the corner, and they saw it at a glance.

"Who! Which righteous man did it!"

Qiao Dong and Monk Tzu Ching quickly turned their heads and looked around.After escaping from the dead, they really wanted to know who it was that saved them.

However, when they saw the "righteous man" who rescued them, no matter how prepared they were, they never thought that they would see such a scene.

Not far away, two short, long-haired figures were holding a large handful of steel thorns, and they kept throwing them at the tall, thin man in the distance, with a blue-faced and fang-like face, and a man like a hell-hungry ghost. There was an ear-piercing howl, and every time they waved their hands, they brought up a cloud of blood, but they were still screaming excitedly.

And when Qiao Dong and Monk Ciqing looked at them, the two hungry ghost-like figures seemed to notice their gaze, and also turned their heads.

Four pairs of eyes, looking at each other.

Qiao Dong and the Tzu Ching monk immediately broke out in cold sweat.

"Boy, you are in charge of animals, right?"

Monk Tzu Ching's voice began to tremble.

"Can you get those two horse monkeys to put things down?"

"I want, too."

Looking at the horse monkey who began to stretch its monkey paws towards the steel thorns, Qiao Dong's scalp felt numb for a moment.

Logically speaking, these two horse monkeys are usually not ranked in front of him. Most of the time, he, who is strong and strong, faces things like tigers and leopards.But now...

At this distance, according to the throwing accuracy shown by the two horse monkeys just now, he may not be able to dodge it.

"Ha ha……"

It was difficult to breathe, the brain began to lack oxygen, and the wound on the shoulder began to hurt again, which involved the fear from the bottom of my heart.

The legs that were originally walking like flying seemed to be extremely heavy at this moment.

I can't even move.

If you move, you may die.

Even if only possible.

"Boy? What's wrong with you, boy?"

"Ha ha?"

The call in his ear brought Qiao Dong back to his senses, and he shook his head vigorously, only then did Qiao Dong recover from the confusion.

But they found that the two horse monkeys had already run away and disappeared, leaving only those steel thorns thrown all over the ground, stuck crookedly in the soil, where there was still the power to kill people just now.

It seems that they are just some ordinary pointed steel rods.

"Save people first, it's important to save people."

Dragging his injured leg, the old monk Ciqing hurriedly began to treat the wounds of those monks who were seriously injured and fell to the ground one by one, only trying to save one by one.

At this time, Qiao Dong didn't want to hide anything anymore, so he called the police and called an ambulance, and he simply took out the half bottle of bioremediation left in his arms——

Although this kind of superglue-like thing is not very useful for internal organ injuries, it can at least temporarily stop bleeding from external injuries, and the effect is outstanding.

"By the way, I still remember..."