Sun San yelled and fell backwards. As soon as his body fell to the ground, Tan Zhengwen kicked him hard. He was wearing hard leather boots. With just a few kicks, he kicked Sun San so hard that he rolled his eyes, and he couldn't even make a sound of begging for mercy.

A few people jumped off the walls of the alley, and several people appeared on both ends of the trails of the alley. There were probably more than a dozen people. These people were all wearing gray short shirts, and everyone was holding short wooden sticks in their hands, shouting and rushing over.

A soldier from the west smiled and said, "Hey, the clothes are actually unified. Could it be that you are also a soldier?"

Zhenxibing doesn't care about the wooden sticks in the hands of the gangsters. They pulled out the short knife from their arms. The wooden sticks are used for fighting, while the knife is used for killing people!

With just a shout, several soldiers from the west rushed up. With a crackling sound, they beat the dozen or so gangsters down together in just a moment. It doesn’t take too long for regular soldiers to fight gangsters!

There was a wailing in the alley, and the gangsters were all shocked. They never thought they would be knocked down so quickly, and even when they had the advantage of their number!

Tan Zhengwen stepped on Sun San's head with one foot, holding a short knife in the other hand, and smiled: "There are more people fighting, but killing people doesn't depend on many people. It depends on who the knife is in!"

He bent down and cut off one of Sun San's ears with a short knife. Sun San screamed in pain. The gangsters were so scared that they fainted. This was too cruel. Are these people not merchants from other places, but thieves?

The consequences of a thief encountering a thief are very serious. The thief will only take advantage of it and knock on the slaughter, but the thief will kill people!

Tan Zhengwen thought to himself: "It is impossible that there are only a few people. If there are only a few, how dare they stumble next to the White Horse Temple and do such a bad thing? There must be someone behind them who is doing such a lack of capital business outside the wall of the White Horse Temple. It would be a joke to say that there is no support from the monks in the temple!"

Tan Zhengwen waved his hand and said, "Cut off all their ears and leave some marks for them!"

The gangsters were shocked and shouted together, saying that they had a backstage and that as long as they were released, they were easy to say, and someone would come out to thank them again. Everyone made friends, and there were multiple friends and multiple ways. Don’t mistake yourself. The consequences of hurting them are very serious...

The Zhenxi Bing did not listen to these useless nonsense. The knife was used to cut off all their ears. A Zhenxi Bing laughed and said, "It's good that you have no ears. It's cool, and you have no ears. Look, you are all much more handsome. They are all handsome guys!"

Tan Zhengwen also cut off Sun San's other ear. These gangsters must have done a lot of unethical things. They are doing things for the sake of heaven.

The gangsters shouted at the top of their lungs. At this moment, several tall monks appeared at the entrance of the alley, all holding a brow stick. They seemed to be monks, and the leader even held a huge Zen stick in his hand. The monks strode over and shouted, "Who dares to scatter in the White Horse Temple, hurry up and let go!"

Well, this must be the mastermind behind the scenes. I couldn't stay behind the scenes anymore, so I ran to the front of the scenes!

Tan Zhengwen snorted and winked at the Zhenxi soldiers. The Zhenxi soldiers rushed forward immediately, slashed with swords!

Later, these monks were all monks in the White Horse Temple. They were all tall and big, and they were not just people who abide by the rules and regulations. They were all good at eating meat and drinking. They used to be big gangsters on the street, but later they followed the bigger gangsters, the host of the White Horse Temple, and they were all enlightened by themselves. They were no longer gangsters, but went to the temple to become monks.

Even if the clothes are changed, the gangsters are gangsters after all, and they can fight hard. But if they really talk about killing and setting fire, they don’t have the courage, especially after living a good life for a long time, they will have no intention of killing people. If they can make money safely, who can keep their heads going!

So although these monks are all quite powerful and have a few sticks, they can’t do it if they really try to fight for their lives. They themselves think that their lives are so precious. Even when they were a bad life, they can’t just throw them away, let alone the body is expensive now!

But on the other hand, the soldiers in the west are different. They all came from bitter and cold lands. Not to mention the gangsters in the prosperous lands of the capital, even the nomadic tribes on the grasslands, they dared to rob them. Killing and setting fires are too simple for them. However, now that they are soldiers, they are considered to be a regular meal and pay, but if they take action, they will definitely not be able to resist it!

There was another crackling sound in the alley, but in a moment, he lay all over the floor again, and the monks were knocked down!

Tan Zhengwen stepped on the head of the leading monk again, and smiled: "Our national master said that the host of White Horse Temple likes the man's butt the most. Now it seems that maybe it's really that way. Brothers, don't be idle, take off their pants and enjoy it!"

Zhenxi Bing laughed and took off the pants of several monks. While looking at the monks' butts, he praised: "It's indeed white and tender. Their host really has a good appetite!"

Tan Zhengwen suddenly said in sudden words: "Carve flowers on their butts and get a tattoo!" His sudden words were not good, and in just one sentence, he said two wrong words. Hua didn't say the right one, and the tattoo was not right.

But these western soldiers in the town all speak suddenly and speak pretty well. They laughed a few times, started talking loudly in sudden words, and also held short swords and scratched the monks' buttocks, making them bloody. As for what kind of flowers are carved and what body is tattooed, they can't say it, anyway, they are scratching randomly!

After the flowers were carved, Tan Zhengwen greeted him and said in sudden words: "Get off the troops!" He said the word "receive the troops!" very correctly. He led the soldiers of the Zhenxi Province to evacuate the scene quickly and ran without a trace!

After they left, the people in the alley slowly got up. The gangsters crawled over with howling and shouted at the leading monk: "Master Buddha, you must avenge the young people, and you can't let these guys go!"

The leading monk was named Huitong, who was the third disciple of Ma Xiaobao, the host of Baima Temple. He was the most greedy for money. With Ma Xiaobao as his backer, he became even more courageous. He thought that other ways were slow to get money, so he summoned a group of gangsters to grab money from foreign merchants and do some business without capital. Of course, Ma Xiaobao didn't know that he did these things. He was a dignified host of Baima Temple, and he was not short of money. Even if he was short of money, he would not do such a thing. That would be too shameful for the host.

Huitong was helped up by the gangsters. His butt was covered in blood at this time, and his butt was scratched. Looking at the gangster and a few junior brothers, they were all covered in blood and looked very miserable.

Huitong: "He, who are they? Why are they so vicious? It's really unheard of!"

"Listen to them, it seems like they are from other places..." said a gangster.

"Nonsense, if it weren't for outsiders, would you dare to attack!" Huitong rebuked angrily. They dared to attack because outsiders were easy to bully. If a local person was replaced and sued the yamen with a complaint, it would be very troublesome even if Ma Xiaobao could settle it.

Sun San struggled to come to Huitong. He was a well-informed person and said, "Master Buddha, what they said seemed to be suddenly speaking. He also mentioned the national master, who was that person?"

He couldn't speak sudden words, but he could still hear them after staying in the market for a long time, but he couldn't understand what Tan Zhengwen and the others said. He only remembered a word that Tan Zhengwen said in the end, which he said like a parrot.

Huitong didn't understand the words of sudden sensation. He was a former gangster leader, and he could not speak foreign languages. That was too high. Huitong: "Help me go back to the temple and explain this to the host master. You all follow us and be a witness!"

He didn't know how serious this matter was, but if he suffered a loss, he had to take revenge, especially his butt was scratched. If he didn't take revenge, he would not be able to be a human being in the future. Of course, even if he took revenge, he would have a little difficulty in being a human being in the future. Others would not give him face, and would only treat him as a joke.

The crowd entered the temple through the back door. When they saw their monks on the way, they were all surprised and gathered together to ask what was going on. They had never seen anyone who dared to act wildly near the White Horse Temple, let alone to clean up people like Huitong.

I came to a large yard where a banquet was being held. The host Ma Xiaobao was drinking and eating meat with a few lay friends.

Ma Xiaobao was born in the world and used to be a performer in the world. Because he was handsome and had a good martial arts, he hooked up with the nobles in the court. After the nobles got tired of him, he recommended them to Queen Dugu. He was the most favored little girl in Queen Dugu.

But Queen Dugu also got tired of him. After all, Ma Xiaobao is too rude, lacks connotation and loses charm, which means it is okay to play. If he wants to be favored for a long time, he will not be able to compare with those talented men who have read books.

Ma Xiaobao also knew his weaknesses, but he didn't have the ability to study and was unwilling to study. However, he liked to be with scholars. There were countless playboys in the capital, who were not very capable, but he was very capable of eating, drinking, having fun and bragging.

The few people he invited today were the playboys in the capital, who could write a few wrong poems and talk about the government.

Ma Xiaobao was a little drunk, and he said loudly: "It's better for me to post an invitation. A few days later, a big poetry meeting will be held in Qujiangchi. Let's do poetry and play together..."
Chapter completed!