Since the rise of Qingyun Temple, Laoluo County has become Qingyun Temple's nest. As the saying goes, rabbits do not eat grass beside their nests, Zhao Qingshan naturally would not choose to "raise" don't pay for Qingyun Temple in Laoluo County.

I took Yu Jiang and Mo Chou a luxury and went straight from Laoluo County for more than 400 fares and took a taxi to Hefang City, the most prosperous city in Guangzheng Province, which is also the capital of Guangzheng Province.

Due to the location of choice, more than a dozen people were waiting for the bus on a bus stop on the roadside. When they saw Zhao Qingshan and the other three getting off the taxi, they immediately had a lot of strange eyes falling on the three of them.

Zhao Qingshan smiled slightly. He got used to the strange look. This lethality was not even considered a slag with less than five fighting values. How could he take it seriously?

He shook the folding fan like a decent look, Zhao Qingshan shook his head and said, "Disciples, let's go!"

Yu Jiang and Mo Chou held back their smiles and responded in their tender childish voices: "Yes, Master..."

A young woman dressed in a very fashionable dress and with a little girl glanced at Zhao Qingshan and the other two, lowered her head and told her daughter: "Lele, remember your mother's words. If you meet such a person on the street in the future, you will hide as far as you can. Don't let them get involved..."

As the most densely populated and economically developed city in Guangzheng Province, Hefang City is full of pedestrians all over the streets, and you squeeze me and I squeeze you very much. Especially after Zhao Qingshan brought Yu Jiang and Mo Chou into a commercial street, this situation became even worse.

Zhao Qingshan never expected that he had come down the mountain to raise charity funds, but the charity funds were not recorded. The cloth bag he was carrying attracted the attention of others...

A thin man in his thirties was wearing a dark black jacket and kept approaching Zhao Qingshan and the other two under the crowd. A pair of rat eyes stared at the cloth bag on Zhao Qingshan's back. Several fingers on his right hand flipped, and a sharp razor appeared between his fingers.

His right hand slashed the cloth bag on Zhao Qingshan's shoulder like lightning, but just as the blade was about to touch the cloth bag on Zhao Qingshan's shoulder, an electric current came out from somewhere, and it was directly transmitted to the thin man's hand along the blade...

"Ah!!!" The current was very weak, but the power was amazing. The thin man who was suddenly shocked, threw away the blade in his hand under the influence of instinctive action and screamed.

The moment he raised his hand, Zhao Qingshan smiled and turned around, stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist. He said happily: "This guy, stealing is wrong, it will damage his good deeds. If you enter the underworld after death in the future, you will be sent to the eighteenth level of hell and suffer! Why are you doing this?"

Zhao Qingshan grabbed his wrist. The thin man twisted his arm hard, trying to pull his hand back from Zhao Qingshan's palm, but Zhao Qingshan's hand was hard like pliers and was unmoved at all.

Hearing Zhao Qingshan's words, the thin man's face changed and cursed: "Where are you crazy? I've left and met you or wiped you? Let me go quickly, otherwise I'll be polite to you!"

Yu Jiang, whose little face was as cute as a porcelain doll, heard the thin man scolding Zhao Qingshan for being crazy, and his little face was covered with frost on the spot. Without saying a word, he stomped on the thin man's big toe. At the moment of contact, Zhao Qingshan clearly heard the sound of a fracture...

"Ah..." A more miserable scream than before came from the thin man's mouth, and suddenly attracted countless pairs of attention on the street, and the onlookers were gradually growing.

Zhao Qingshan did not scold Yu Jiang. He just looked at the thin man with a smile on his eyes and said, "The sea of ​​suffering is endless. Turning back is the shore. Take out the things you stole from you. I may let you go."

"Hiss..." The severe pain from the toes made the thin man gasp and keep gasping there. When he heard Zhao Qingshan's words, he gritted his teeth and said, "Brother, you are all traitors. Do you need to kill them all?"

"I am experiencing the immortal way, not the martial arts world." Zhao Qingshan said with a smile: "You put the wallet in your pocket in your jacket and also have a hospitalization certificate. This is a bad thing. Since I am caught, I will naturally have to take care of it."

Just now, two big and thick men walked out of the crowd, one of them said, "Forget it, forget it, it's not a big deal, why bother to be so serious?"

While speaking, the man reached out and reached out to Zhao Qingshan's wrist. Mo Chou, who had sharp eyes, clearly saw the ring on the man's hand, and suddenly a sharp iron thorn popped up. If it pierced into the flesh and blood...

When Mochou saw this scene, he sighed softly in his heart, "You are guilty of your own fault, you can't live!"

Sure enough, the loyal close servant Yu Jiang did not give the man a chance to meet Zhao Qingshan at all. The seemingly weak body suddenly burst out with the power of a tiger and leopard, flew up in the air, and kicked the man's left cheek like lightning.

"Bang!" "Ah..." With a muffled sound and a scream, the man's weight of 160 or 70 kilograms was kicked by Yu Jiang and fell heavily on the ground five or six meters away.

After landing, Yu Jiang jumped and jumped to the man in a few flashes. He stepped on his wrist with his foot, bent down and took off his ring, and pointed the sharp iron spike upwards, and said coldly and coolly: "You are from the same group."

Yu Jiang looked only five or six years old, but when she stepped on the other party's wrist, it was like a mountain pressing down, making the man unable to move, so she could only yell on the ground: "Let me go!!!"

At the same time, Mo Chou couldn't help it anymore. His small body passed between Zhao Qingshan and the thin man's legs, raised his foot and kicked the last man's left knee...

So, the three members of the theft gang broke under the hands and feet of Zhao Qingshan and the other two. The last man hugged his knee and screamed, and fell heavily to the ground. "Bang..."

Among the onlookers, several blonde and blue-eyed foreign friends were about to fall off their eyes. They stood among the crowd and exclaimed in broken Chinese: "Oh my God, Chinese Kung Fu!!!"

Zhao Qingshan stood there calmly, still smiling at the thin man, saying, "Be good, take out all the things you stole, don't force me to search."

The thin man had already seen the power of Zhao Qingshan and the other two, so he had to glar at Zhao Qingshan angrily and said in a rushing tone: "Let me go, you want to give it to you!"

Zhao Qingshan really smiled slightly, and let go of the thin man's wrist without saying a word, but the thin man raised his leg and kicked Zhao Qingshan's underworld at the moment of regaining his freedom...

"Bastard, I'll let you be a hero!!! I...ah..."

Before the curse was finished, the thin man suddenly felt his right leg was pinched by a huge iron pliers. When he looked up, he found that Zhao Qingshan was looking at him with grief and anger...

"Wuliang Tianzun! Your grandson wants me to lose my son and grandson!!! No, I must break the precept today..." Before he finished speaking, Zhao Qingshan suddenly turned around with the thin man's right leg, directly clamped the thin man and got up from the ground, suddenly let go of his legs, and threw the person out directly.

The thin man inevitably fell to the ground. Zhao Qingshan stretched out his hand and said, "It's all folded up. I want to search my body! Let me take a good look at how many things these unethical guys have stolen!"

Among the onlookers, there were a pair of eyes hidden under sunglasses staring at Zhao Qingshan who was searching for someone else on the street. After a while, the owner of the eyes took out his cell phone and dialed a set of numbers, "Brother... I found a very powerful fortune teller on the street..."

"Fortune Teller?" A hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone. "The fortune teller is useless to do it? Two of them have hung up in front. Hurry up and find a real expert to come over. It's so fucking weird!!"

"But brother, I think this fortune teller is a master..."

"Then bring the person back!" said the hoarse voice: "Anyway, two have died, so it doesn't matter if one more dies. Where are you? I'll send someone to pick you up."

"I'm in Donghuang Commercial Street..."

"Wait, the car will pass immediately."

"Okay." The man wearing sunglasses agreed, put down his phone and put it back in his pocket, took off his sunglasses and showed a bright smile, squeezed out the crowd and walked towards Zhao Qingshan.

At this time, Zhao Qingshan's body search operation had been fully completed. Looking at the pile of mobile phones and wallets on the ground, he was speechless. "Wuliang Tianzun, you are not pickpockets, they are robbers!"

The crowd of onlookers exclaimed warm applause, and cheers were heard one after another.

The man also appeared in front of Zhao Qingshan with a smile and said politely: "Hello, Master... I will meet you, my name is Zhou..."

"Well, Mochou, go and call a few police officers to take the person away and return the stolen goods to the owner." Zhao Qingshan turned his head and ordered Mochou.

The young man's smile stiffened for a moment until Zhao Qingshan turned around.

"What did you just say?"

"I..." The young man opened his mouth and then said, "Hello Master, my name is Zhou **. Judging from the master's dress, you can tell at a glance that the master is a master with real skills..."

"If you have something, just tell me." Zhao Qingshan moved his arm and said, "I am very busy and don't have time to be here with you."

"Haha... The master is indeed a cheerful person, so I'll just say it, our elder brother is welcome!"
Chapter completed!