This palm was firmly printed on the monkey's back.

At this moment, the whole world and the entire space seemed to have slowed down. I saw the man with the mask falling down, the monkey's mouth wide open, and his face completely lost its blood. Then, the monkey's body rolled to the side and stopped moving.

Ding Fanfan shook his head and cried, as if he was shouting something, but I could no longer hear it.

Huang Jie and Zheng Wu, I rushed to the masked man at the same time, and each used the strongest killer move to greet him. But he just shook his cloak. We didn't even see his movements clearly, and each flew out. I could clearly feel a palm in my chest, and then my entire internal organs were burning, and my body was filled with the breath of sorrow, anger, despair, sadness, and death.

With a "bang", I fell heavily to the ground and couldn't move at all. My consciousness became blurred. My eyelids were very heavy, as if I could fall asleep at any time. I saw in a daze that the man in the mask pinched Ding Fanfan's neck and lifted Ding Fanfan up, and said quietly: "Go to die."

However, at this moment, another voice sounded: "Brother, let me forgive you if you have to. Isn't it good to be so aggressive?"

I followed the sound and saw a sloppy young man lying in front of the man with a mask. The young man looked only thirty years old, with his sword-browed eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic, but his beard was unshaven and he was not well dressed. It was under a hillside. There was dust everywhere, and he just lay there casually, completely without any scruples, even more casual than Ding Fanfan.

The key is, when did this person come? We didn’t even know, was it when the fight just now? Was it when the masked man knocked us away by counting his palms? I was surprised, and the masked man was surprised, saying who are you?

The young man was still lying on the ground, saying, "Don't worry about who I am." I have been watching next to me for a long time, thinking that you are too much. You have already gained the upper hand, why are you still so aggressive? He was a little bit of a big tongue when he spoke. He couldn't speak clearly, as if he was drunk.

The man in the mask put Ding Fanfan on the ground and said coldly: "It seems that you are very meddling in other people's business?"

The young man smiled and said right, I like to meddle in other people's business.

The man in the mask walked towards the young man and said that people who liked to meddle in other people's business often ended up miserably.

The young man stood up staggeringly and said, "I'm meddling in other people's business every day, but he's still living a good life." He couldn't even stand steadily, and his feet staggered. It seemed that he was really drunk. It turned out to be a drunk man who accidentally entered the battlefield. It was probably from the nearby Murakami. I couldn't help but worry about him, thinking that this guy was going to become a victim in vain.

After the young man stood up, he took out a wine pot from his waist, gushed a few times into his mouth, and pointed at the man in the mask and said, "I just don't like you, you dare not even show your true face. How pitiful are you?"

"You don't have to worry about it!"

The man in the mask was angry and slapped the young man hard, accurately placing the young man's chest.

My heart was hanging, but I saw the young man's steps tilted and his body tilted, as if a drunk person could not control his body, but the man with the mask slipped away. The man with the mask was extremely angry and slapped several times in a row. The young man's steps were staggering, and it seemed that it was difficult to even stand up straight, but every time he just avoided the man with the mask's palm.

While hiding, the young man laughed and kept pouring wine into his mouth, saying good wine, good wine!

This scene seems familiar. I remember that this is a drunken fist, and three bowls of wine can be used, but it is not as skillful and natural as the young man. The man in the mask hit a few times, but he didn't hit the young man. He took out a gun from his arms and was about to hit the young man.

However, at this moment, there was a rumbling sound around, and several military vehicles drove over, and an armored locomotive was the head of the car. The cars came in front of them, and dozens of soldiers jumped off, raised their guns and pointed them at the masked man. Feng Dashui and Long Dashui also jumped off the armored car.

Feng Dashuai put his hands on his hips and pointed at the mask man and said, "Isn't it said that you shouldn't use a gun, who the hell made you foul?!"

The man in the mask looked at the soldiers around him coldly. With his strength, it was certainly not a problem to deal with these people, but given him eighteen courage, he did not dare to attack the national-level general. He put the gun into his arms and bowed to the two generals. Then he picked up Qiaomu with one hand and Guan Gong's sword with the other, turned around and left, and there was no trace in an instant. Feng Damao rushed to me and asked me, Brother Zuo, are you doing anything?

Actually, I was seriously injured and my consciousness became blurred, but I still shook my head, then looked around and found that the drunk young man was no longer there. I asked, "How are the monkeys and the others?" The coach Long next to me said it was okay, he was not dead yet, so I will take you to the hospital now.

I breathed a sigh of relief and closed my eyes with peace of mind.

When I opened my eyes again, I found that I was already in the medical center of Monkey House. Here, I felt much more at ease. There are the best medical equipment in Shanxi and the best surgeon Long Qingyu.

There was pain in my chest, and I felt depressed and irritable. I was still wearing the black cicada suit. I pulled open the collar and looked at it. There was indeed a red palm print on my chest, but the color was already very light.

I supported the bed with my arms and sat up with difficulty. I found that there was a girl lying beside the bed, which was Wang Yao. I looked out the window. It was daytime now, and the sun shone into the window, but Wang Yao was still drowsy. I don’t know how long it had been waiting for me.

I reached out and gently touched Wang Yao's head. Wang Yao woke up as if she was electrocuted. Seeing that I had woken up, I was shocked and happy: "Ah, you are awake, wait a moment, I will call Dr. Long." Then I ran out of the door.

I was so amused and wanted to kiss her, but I ran so fast. After a while, Long Qingyu came in, and came in with a look of surprise. While walking, she said, "If you get the Great Palm of Compassion, you can wake up one day and one night? This is impossible."

But when he saw me leaning against the head of the bed and smiling at him, he closed his mouth. He walked over quickly, lifted up my clothes, and touched his hand. If the monkey had done this, I would have kicked him away.

Long Qingyu touched my chest for a while, and then sighed, saying it was so amazing, but there were traces to follow. First, the man had not put in full force, so you are still alive? Second, the black gold cicada suit on your body offset some strength? Third, the true qi in your body also has a self-healing function. However, although the bones are fine, there are still some internal injuries in the body, and it needs to be properly conditioned.

Wang Yao also rushed over and said that that's fine, that's fine.

I said, monkeys and the others have not woken up yet?

Long Qingyu said yes, their sternum was broken and their internal injuries were severe. It took three to five days to wake up. The head of the family suffered the most, and the bones on his entire spine were broken, and he almost turned into a useless person.

My heart skipped a beat and I struggled to get out of bed, wanting to see them. Long Qingyu did not stop me, so Wang Yao helped me and went to see them one by one. Sure enough, they were seriously injured and still unconscious. They had oxygen tubes inserted. Su Yi, Alice, and Zhou Xiaoxi took care of them without leaving any steps. Zhou Xiaoxi was erect and was already five or six months pregnant. Every move was very difficult, but she was still looking after the monkey.

Finally, I came to Ding Fanfan's ward. Ding Fanfan was also lying on the bed and couldn't move, with both arms covered in plaster. He was hit by a mask and the man's two great compassion palms with 100% strength. It was a miracle that he could still live, much more powerful than us.

Ding Fanfan was very surprised to see that I was able to get out of bed and walk around. After learning the reason, he nodded. Zhao Qingshan was accompanying Ding Fanfan. Zhao Qingshan was still a little complaining, saying why didn't I ask me to go? Ding Fanfan sighed and said that we might not have hit that guy together. I didn't expect that there were such a strong person in the world, but later the one who used the Drunken Fist was also very powerful, and it was almost at the peak. The man couldn't even hit him with several palms.

When talking about Kung Fu, Zhao Qingshan seemed to be obsessed with him and immediately started discussing with Ding Fanfan. The two of them chattered endlessly, and they were full of martial arts terms. I couldn't understand it very well, so I stepped out.

When I learned that I had woken up, Wang Li, Binzi, Liu Mingjun and others all came over, I also took the opportunity to ask about their battle situation that day. I only found out that because Qiao Mu was rescued and we were sent to the hospital, so everyone dispersed and there was no winner in the end.

This fight was really messy, but it was the biggest victory for us to be alive. Marshal Long and Marshal Feng had already returned to Beijing to report their lives. We fought one, and Mr. Rong had no reason to make things difficult for us anymore.

Just thinking about the horror of the man with the mask still makes me shudder. When we beat Qiao Mu, even if we couldn't beat him, we knew where we lost and could still entangle him with tacit cooperation? Faced with the man with the mask, we were completely crushed and had no room for retaliation.

Mu Shi also came over and told me some allusions of the Great Compassion Palm, saying that this Great Compassion Palm comes from Shaolin, Henan. Although the name is nice, it is actually extremely vicious. People who are hit will not only be seriously injured, but will also be attacked by the anger in the palm, which can cause people to feel extremely pessimistic and world-weary. If you want to develop this anger, you need to constantly use the palm to kill people. The more people you kill, the heavier the anger will be and the better the effect will be, which is the same as the principle of those murderous weapons.

Of course, this kind of vicious palm technique is not allowed to appear in the Buddhist sect, so it was lost early. In the entire North China region, only one person knows this palm technique, and very few people know it.

Who did I say it is?
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