This is drunkenness and confusion.

Don’t even think about it, you can’t find anyone even though they give you a few slaps, why are they so scared?

It's you who should be afraid, right?

There is obviously a gap in martial arts.

"Snap, snap, snap!"

"Snap, snap, snap!"

"Snap, snap, snap!"

"Snap, snap, snap!"

Their palms were swung open by invisible force, and they were slapped back and forth twice more. The slaps were crisp, loud, and rhythmic, which was very pleasant to the ear.

Fakong sipped Xianyun Jade Dew and smiled.

Although Lin Feiyang has low IQ and EQ, he is still a little clever sometimes.

I didn't make a strong move when I shouldn't have.

In Shenjing City, in full view of everyone, if someone is injured, green-clad police officers will be dispatched.

Now there is no injury in the fight. At most it is just a brawl. They dispersed and the court did not bother to investigate.

The faces of the four people were slightly red and swollen, but not severely.

But the pain hit their hearts, and they had completely woken up.

But they were not timid, and stared at Fakong with cold eyes.

The burly young man in front gritted his teeth and glared at Fa Kong: "You are the new abbot of the Vajra Temple. Did you do it!?"

Everyone's eyes immediately shot towards Fakong.

Fakong was calm and composed, with a calm expression and gentle eyes, sipping Xianyun Jade Dew.

He looked at them as if looking at some naughty children, his gentle eyes showing solemnity and reproach.

"Sure enough, it's you!" The burly young man sneered: "Why, after we said it right, you became angry and wanted to beat someone?"

Fa Kong waved his hand.

"Snap, snap, snap!"

"Snap, snap, snap!"

Another round of slaps.

At this time, the faces of the four people were not only not swollen, but the swelling had subsided.

But the pain is even worse.

The muscles on their faces were twisted, and they gritted their teeth and glared at Fukong: "It's too much to bully others. Your Vajra Temple is so overbearing, and you don't even allow others to say bad things. Everyone has seen it, right? Everyone has seen it, right?!

"

Lin Feiyang appeared and stood in front of them, blocking his gaze from Fakong and glaring at them coldly: "You bastards, you don't know your last name after drinking a little wine, right? What the hell?"

You dare to let it go!"

"It's you!" The four young men immediately glared at Lin Feiyang.

The burly young man sneered with a sarcastic look: "This is the style of your Vajra Temple. If someone tells the truth, you will suppress them like this and retaliate so wildly. It's really crazy!"

"Slapping you a few times is called crazy revenge?" Lin Feiyang said disdainfully: "Squeezing you to death is no different than squeezing an ant to death. I only slap you twice to show mercy. Do you understand, you bastard!"

He stretched out his left index finger and thumb and pinched it gently to demonstrate.

The onlookers laughed.

"Haha...hahahaha..." The burly young man laughed, suppressing the laughter of everyone: "What a wonderful Vajra Temple. I have learned a lot. Say goodbye and let's go!"

He turned around and left.

Another young man covered his face and shook his head: "How can such a monastery with no courage and ambition have an eminent monk? It's ridiculous!"

"Your Vajra Temple is destined to decline without pilgrims. Anyone who goes to your temple is really blind!"

"If you fart again, you will be beaten!" Lin Feiyang raised his right palm.

The four of them immediately ran away without saying a word.

"Stop!" Lin Feiyang suddenly shouted.

The four of them stopped abruptly.

"The bill has been settled, don't default on it!" Lin Feiyang snorted.

The four of them were really prepared to default on their debt.

Anyway, as soon as they leave, the restaurant will settle the bill on Lin Feiyang. If Lin Feiyang doesn't settle the bill, there will be trouble.

The backstage of Guanyun Tower is very tough. It is said that it is a certain prince.
Chapter completed!