The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

Dahei fell from the sky, this time even if Ouyang Mo wanted to escape, he couldn't escape.

Especially when Dahei saw Niu Ben lying on the ground badly beaten, he became even more furious.

"Damn it, if I don't call you a strawberry shake, I won't be black today!"

In Ouyang Mo's line of sight, he saw a big palm falling from the sky and getting bigger and bigger in his field of vision. He mustered all his strength to resist this monstrous giant palm.

But under the coercion of Dahei, Ouyang Mo's resistance was like a mayfly shaking a tree, meaningless.

He is now like soybeans on a stone mill, which will be crushed by the millstone at any time, and then add some water to make soybean milk. You can make tofu or bean curd with some brine.

At that moment, Ouyang Mo felt that time passed very slowly, and the marquee of life flashed before his eyes. He even had time to think about a philosophical question: Is tofu nao sweet or salty? Well, I like to eat beef with rice noodles and spicy red oil. By the way, put some mustard greens, pour a spoonful of chicken soup, and finally sprinkle a handful of chopped green onions and coriander.

"Keep someone under your palm!"

A voice is faster than Dahei's palm. A white figure jumped out of the academy like a daytime shooting star, and the master of the academy made a move.

Because he felt Dahei coming with anger, all the masters in the city could sense it, and naturally the masters of the academy could also.

But the husband still doesn't know that Ouyang Mo beat Niu Ben until he passed out. These days, he just heard that Ouyang Mo had arrested Dahei's personal disciple.

As for why you were arrested? Ouyang Mo also has his reasons. Mister doesn't really want to take care of these mundane matters.

It is better to study and practice martial arts at ease in the academy.

But now the matter of Dongcheng Bingmasi is full of troubles, and the husband can't do anything about it.

Just when the husband shouted to keep people under his palm, Niu Ben, who had been crawling on the ground as if passed out, seemed to move a little. His original posture was lying on the ground with his left hand pressed under his body.

But now the left hand that should have been under the body stretched out. This is a very small detail, and almost no one in the room noticed it.

Only a certain man surnamed black focused his eyes, and then his palm force collided with that of Mr. Xue Gong. The two mighty palms collided with each other, but no extra breath escaped.

This is a wonderful control of power.

And Ouyang Mo, who was thinking about a serious philosophical question [Whether tofu brain should be eaten fresh or sweet], was finally relieved of his life crisis at this time.

The power of the palm dissipated, Dahei floated to the east of the hall, and Mr. fell to the west of the hall. When Ouyang Mo saw his teacher coming, he instantly had the backbone.

That's like a duck meeting a roasting oven, or a suckling pig meeting a fire rack. The 36,500 pores in the body are weeping and weeping. Of course, what flows out may also be thick fat.

"Sir, save me. Hei... Heiyan is going to kill me!" Ouyang Mo crawled to the feet of the husband. At this moment, he no longer cares about losing face.

Because life and death are the most important thing, and it's okay to be weak in front of the teacher. It's best to save your life now.

Although the gentleman didn't show any expression on his face, he secretly gave Ouyang Mo a little disgusted kick to keep him away from him.

Ouyang Mo also rolled away in a round and playful manner, as round and lovely as a cute fruit fly cub when crawling.

Dahei also waved his hand and sent him away, a thousand meters away.

A strong palm wind blew Ouyang Mo directly out of the lobby and into the cell, and that palm wind even closed the cell door smoothly.

Mr. naturally knew everything Dahei had done, so he smiled helplessly: "Heiyan, are you satisfied with this?"

Dahei snorted coldly and said nothing, but at this time Huang Zeying ran in from outside. He saw Niu Ben lying on the ground injured and unconscious at the first sight.

"Little calf! What's going on? Aren't you the invincible King Kong? How did you get beaten up like this? Dahei, did they trick the little calf?"

"You have to uphold justice for the little calf, they have destroyed the indestructible magic of the Vajra in Dzogchen! Sir, what a good disciple you have taught! If you don't uphold justice this time, Dahei, I will go back Noisy. I will go back to see Zhang Tong with the injury of the little calf."

"You know, Zhang Tong loves the little calf the most. If he knows that the little calf was beaten and why he was beaten, just wait to be beaten!"

Huang Zeying finished speaking in one breath like a cannonball.

Dahei kicked him on his ass and kicked him all over the place: "You have told me about threats and temptations, you are the only one who knows the most, take the little calf and get out."

Huang Zeying looked at the angry Dahei, although he was kicked severely by Dahei just now, he was not annoyed. Instead, he asked, "You can go, is there anyone outside?"

Dahei: "Yes, everyone in my Demon Cult is waiting outside."

Huang Zeying: "The main entrance or the side entrance?"

Dahei was angry: "The main entrance! Are you satisfied?!"

Huang Zeying chuckled twice, but said nothing. He walked out directly with Niu Ben on his back. Seeing Huang Zeying walking out with the scarred Niu Ben on his back, Mr. He sighed inexplicably: "Hei Yan, why bother? Why bother killing people?"

Dahei watched Huang Zeying walk out of the gate of Dongcheng Bingmasi, and finally said slowly: "Although from my standpoint of class, I should not support these two people, especially what Niu Ben did. But... …Hmph, forget it, let them go. What they did may not be a bad thing for the other world.”

Mr. frowned: "What did they do?"

Dahei shook his head: "Sir, you are really a master at pretending to be confused. Admire, admire. But since you are already pretending to be confused, you can keep pretending. Maybe you can see Mavericks planting red flags all over the place. A day in Sedum."

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The gate of Dongcheng Bingma Division was opened, and the wooden shafts of the two wide gates creaked in the turning nest.

People from all walks of life had already surrounded the gate of Dongcheng Bingmasi, and it was everyone's nature to watch the excitement. Today's commotion in Dongcheng Bingmasi has already made many people in Jianfeng City feel that something big is about to happen.

But now the gate is open, and a young Taoist priest is seen walking out of the gate with a young monk on his back. Everyone is curious, who is this monk?

Someone in the crowd spoke out about his identity as a monk.

"Isn't this Niu Shaoxia who righteously rescued the women in the brothel, the great monk named Jueyuan? I heard that he offended the master of Dongcheng Bingmasi because he spoke up for the brothel women."

"What's the matter? Got beaten?"

"How did Master Jueyuan get beaten?! Was he sentenced to death?"

This sentence was someone asking Huang Zeying from a distance.

Huang Zeying also replied from a distance: "Jueyuan was punished with a hundred sticks by Ouyang Mo of Dongcheng Bingmasi himself! He has passed out now, let everyone make way, and I will take him to a doctor as soon as possible."

"Little calf, you are going to kill Ouyang Mo this time."

"Kill him? No, this is just the beginning. Our enemy is the entire class represented by Ouyang Mo. Xiao Huang, I'm afraid I will implicate you this time." Niu Ben lying on Huang Zeying's back murmured like a dream.