[185] Sanctions!

Seeing these fierce monks approaching slowly, Lin Xiaobao tightened up. Although he was afraid, he did not retreat because of his own strength, but stood in front of these people, standing in the middle surrounded by this group of people.

The monks did not say cruel words and breathed smoothly, while Wang Banxian narrowed his eyes slightly and sneered and did not make a sound. Everything seemed to be still. Lin Xiaobao was stable and stable. Instead, he could only hear his heavy heartbeat.

The first person to attack Lin Xiaobao was a strong man with a scar on the surface of a steel knife. He seemed to attack clumsy and rough, but it was thick and thin, and the knife method was fierce. Lin Xiaobao was ready to dodge. Unexpectedly, as soon as he bypassed the steel knife, a copper stick appeared on the way.

Lin Xiaobao subconsciously grabbed the bronze stick, but couldn't help humming.

It turned out that another copper stick hit a stick in his lower abdomen on the stall he had avoided.

Only with this stick, Lin Xiaobao felt that the remaining gas in Dantian was about to be dispersed, because he had not fully condensed his qigong. This was a solid stick, making his internal organs seem to be shattered.

Lin Xiaobao was furious, and the bronze stick in his hand suddenly poked in the opposite direction, while quickly avoiding the second attack from the steel knife.

Unexpectedly, this steel knife was like a tracking shell, looking for the traces avoided by Lin Xiaobao. Other hitters around also realized Lin Xiaobao's power at this time and could avoid so many attacks. Although it was only a heavy stick, enough to see its strength, they went out one after another to prepare to get started.

And Lin Xiaobao could not take care of these. Seeing that the steel knife was about to attack, he suddenly tried his best to face the steel knife together with the bronze stick in his hand and the monk at the end of the bronze stick.

I don't know what material the steel knife was made of. Unexpectedly, he cut off the copper stick with a knife, but Lin Xiaobao also saw the clue at the same time. It turned out that the copper stick was hollow. No wonder it could be cut off with a knife.

However, this steel knife is still surprising. If it is not the copper stick that was taken at just now, but Lin Xiaobao, it is estimated that he has returned to the west now.

Holding a small half of the copper stick in his hand, Lin Xiaobao brushed it and imagined the copper stick into a kitchen knife. If there was an axe in his hand, the kitchen knife actually strode towards the scar-faced monk, and the copper stick less than three centimeters in his hand hit the knife blade of the scar man fiercely.

The scar man lost his mind for a moment. Is this guy looking for death? His steel knife is as small as iron as mud. This guy who just cut off the copper stick knew it and dared to touch his steel knife with a bronze stick. Is he a fool?

This series of ideas is only between lightning, and Lin Xiaobao has quickly flashed behind the scar man.

When the scar man came to his senses, he only saw a bright color in front of him, which was a small piece cut from Lin Xiaobao's small half of the copper stick, flying towards his eyes.

"Hmm, the little trick of carving insects!" The scar man sneered and turned his head to avoid the copper crumbs, but suddenly, he felt a chill behind his back. He only heard a sneer, and suddenly there was a burst of meatache.

The scar man lowered his head in surprise and looked at the place where he felt pain. Unexpectedly, a short copper stick drilled out of his chest. The top of the copper stick was sharpened and extremely sharp, which was actually caused by his steel knife just now.

Regret, anxiety, nervousness, calmness, disappointment... A complex mood rushed to his heart. He was punctured his lungs and his breathing began to be difficult. His eyes were already blooming, and his eyes suddenly darkened and fell to the ground.

While the scar man fell to the ground, Lin Xiaobao quickly grabbed the steel knife in his hand. This steel knife is much better than the copper stick just now. It has weight in his hand and will be traumatic only when it is cut on people.

However, at this time, all the other monks around were stunned. The scar man was the strongest among them to fight alone. How could he die like this? After surprise, these people began to deepen their vigilance against Lin Xiaobao, but in their eyes, Lin Xiaobao's victory was not honorable. It was not the face-to-face confrontation that killed the scar man, but the only one behind his back won.

Wang Banxian squinted at Lin Xiaobao, and his face became deeper. He didn't expect that the scar man under his command of the strongest personal force would die like this. He was not even prepared at all.

Involutarily, Wang Banxian's heart became more and more fierce. This young man, no matter who you are, is your death today!

Wang Banxian even began to fantasize that he threw Lin Xiaobao's body into the alchemy furnace, burned it repeatedly with fierce fire, cast the aura of the elixir with flesh and blood, burned into ashes and infiltrated into the elixir, and then was robbed by those ignorant human beings, turned into poison into each of their cells, or turned into the dirtiest substance and excreted out. .

Lin Xiaobao is now holding a steel knife and looking around the moving monks. These monks not only did not retreat, but were more bloodthirsty and belligerent, but did not move forward.

"Come on! Let me see how powerful you are and see if you can protect this big liar!"

Lin Xiaobao laughed and said, "At the end of the sea, the sky is the shore, and the mountain is the peak"!

I am the sky, the sky is me, the unity of heaven and man!

I don't move, I don't move! Lin Xiaobao's revenge was very strong. The blade turned around and attacked another bronze stick monk who had just attacked his lower abdomen.

The monk was obviously ready to block Lin Xiaobao's fierce blow in an instant.

At this time, Lin Xiaobao found that the bronze stick held by the monk was not hollow, because it could be heard from the sound. The steel knife cut the copper stick and rubbed out a lot of sparks, but did not knock down the opponent.

The bronze stick monk took the opportunity to counterattack and hit Lin Xiaobao with a stick. Lin Xiaobao had no chance to fight back. If it hadn't been for him, he would have retreated long ago.

"Ah!"

Lin Xiaobao roared, and the steel knife in his hand suddenly bypassed the copper stick and cut it on the wrist of the copper stick monk. At this time, he had exerted 100% of his strength to strive for a fatal blow, because the guy in front of him was too strong. In terms of speed, strength and skill, he was no worse than the scar man just now.

There is even a faint feeling that he is stronger than the scar man, which makes Lin Xiaobao suspect that there are still masters among these people, and even two of them are strong men of this level. What about the next one?

Involuntarily, Lin Xiaobao retreated. If not this time, there will be another time, but if you fold it here, it will be all over.

However, Lin Xiaobao seems to think a little too much. The reaction ability of this bronze stick monk is far worse than that of the scar man who just died. Without advance preparation, he didn't know what to do with the steel knife cut by Lin Xiaobao. He panicked and disrupted the rhythm. In addition, Lin Xiaobao tried to Quickly, the hands of the bronze stick monk were cut off from the wrist.

"My hand..."

The sound of the copper stick falling to the ground, the sound of blood splashing, and the scream of the monk's pain... But all this was still in an instant, because Lin Xiaobao cut off his neck with his wrist with his backhand, and the blood was sprayed all over the ground and quickly flowed clean.

"This, this is impossible..."

Wang Banxian was shocked and suddenly reacted. He pointed to Lin Xiaobao and shouted, "You killed people, you killed two people!"

Lin Xiaobao turned his head, stared at him fiercely, and said coldly, "So what? It seems that you are really confused. Don't forget the shit under your ass!"

Wang Banxian is just a village manulufu, pretending to be a fairy. In fact, he has no culture in his stomach. He has no personal judgment ability at all. Naturally, he doesn't pay attention to what happened in front of him. He muttered nervously, "What should I do... what should I do..."

Lin Xiaobao sneered, looked at the other monks around him and said, "Look, you are also heroes. How can you work for such people? Knife, gun and stick? After a while, the police will come, and the bullets in the gun will be a hundred times faster than yours. Now put down your weapons and leave. You still have work!"

The monks looked at each other and didn't know whether to lay down their weapons or continue to fight against Lin Xiaobao in front of them. Although they may win in the end, there will definitely be more casualties. No one wants to die as a stepping stone for the surviving people. Naturally, they have hesitation.

Some are hesitating to see who will go first, because they know who will die first, and some are hesitating to put down their weapons. After all, they used to kill pigs and cattle in the village, not real monks. How can they fight? Usually, they are used by Wang Donglin to scare people...

"Bang!"

A monk who put down the murder weapon in his hand raised his hands above his head and said nervously, "I, can I go!"

"Yes!" Lin Xiaobao said lightly.

"Traitor!"

A monk roared, but just after he roared, the sound of "banging" sounded twice, and two monks put down the murder weapon, which made him even more angry, but he just opened his mouth and couldn't speak, and finally looked at Wang Donglin feebly.

Wang Donglin was awakened by this traitor and fell to the ground with a long sigh.

Lin Xiaobao breathed a sigh of relief, reached into his pocket, took out his mobile phone, and called out.

Ten minutes later, the police broke into the door. At this time, only Wang Donglin, Lin Xiaobao and two other monks were left in the small tile house.

Wang Donglin suddenly laughed wildly and pointed to Lin Xiaobao and said, "If you kill someone, you can't escape the punishment of the law!"

Lin Xiaobao touched the button on his chest proudly and said, "I brought a miniature camera. There is evidence that I was just overdefensive!"

"You!"

Wang Donglin was so angry that he didn't change his breath. He closed his eyes and fell down. The police hurried forward for first aid. Fortunately, his breathing slowed down, but he didn't wake up. He didn't know whether he pretended or really fainted.

However, what is waiting for him will be a legal sanction, and Lin Xiaobao's side is also a little difficult. After all, it is two lives, but it can still be handled by relying on the relationship. However, because of this incident, there has been a big storm in the officialdom.