Seeing the turkey's eyes shining, Stephen Zhou also followed his eyes and ran to the railway while it was hot: "Yes, Sister Chicken, any mountaintop has such a handsome guy who harms the country and the people. Why do you have to be obsessed with me instead of looking at the world!"

"Listen to my brother's advice, my strategy level is too high. You can try something that is a little less difficult. Hey, maybe it's done."

Stephen Zhou was very excited and made sense, but after Turkey looked at it for a while, Liao Wenjie withdrew his gaze and his legs were no longer out of his horoscope.

Turkey admits that she likes to watch handsome guys, and only appreciates her. She is not a casual woman and will not love each other when she meets her.

Comparison, she prefers Stephen Zhou.

Stephen Zhou's scalp was numb: "No, sister, no, he is not worse than me!"

Knowing the huge difference in strength, Stephen Zhou did not have a rough idea and tried his best to persuade him to kill the turkey.

Turkey listened to the whole process and replied a few words when he was angry.

At this moment, a man wearing a baseball cap and a thick autumn suit rode his bicycle down the hillside, and a murderous intent dispersed, which made the turkey instantly alert.

Has murderous intent!

The killer man rode his bike not far behind Stephen Zhou, threw down his bicycle, and quickly stepped forward while taking out the pistol in his arms.

Stephen Zhou didn't notice it, and Turkey pushed it away without thinking, stepped forward and blocked the black hole's gun.

In the open-air tea pavilion, Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly. This scene is considered one of his purposes to prevent the little butterflies who are not open to their eyes from flapping their wings.

Bang!

With a gunshot, the turkey fell to the end, overwhelming Stephen Zhou, who was at a loss behind him.

When the gunfire sounded, or when the turkey stood in front of him, Stephen Zhou's brain was empty and he was in a daze.

Until the gunshot sounded and the turkey fell down, he did not come back to his senses. He stared blankly at the lovely white paper, and subconsciously reached out to take it into his hand.

It turns out that tragic death is not an ancient rumor. Some people are really willing to die for love!

The tea pavilion screamed, Stephen Zhou Rumeng woke up and got up in a mess. Seeing the black gun pointing at him, his heart was cold and the bullet was cold.

There is no way out. Just as he closed his eyes and waited for death, a truck drove down the hillside. The driver had no intention of slowing down. He honked the horn to let the two people blocking the road get out quickly.

One of the killer men did not dodges, and Stephen Zhou took the opportunity to jump into the truck, holding white paper in one hand and covering his face with the other.

The concept of love is subverted and reshaped.

When no one noticed, the turkey lying on the roadside moved several meters and landed next to the tea pavilion where the table and chairs were overturned.

Liao Wenjie narrowed his eyes slightly and was stepping onto the 28th bar. The killer who wanted to chase the truck twitched all over and foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground to sway.

After getting all this, Liao Wenjie looked down at the turkey, and stopped vomiting the familiar groove. He bounced his fingers and moved the bullet embedded in the other party's gold teeth away.

Scarface, buck teeth, big and small triangular eyes, bloody mouth, and a malicious girl's pink...

The appearance and temperament of the double-blade turkey are really daunting.

He is an ascetic woman.

"It's not that Stephen Zhou Xia didn't say anything. If it were me, you are a good woman like you, and everyone is also an ordinary friend relationship, and there is no possibility of transcending." Liao Wenjie complained that there was no extraordinary land god, he was just a group of people.

Of course, the turkey's face was not like this when she was born. Before disfigured, I dare not say how resistant to beating was, and it would be fine to compare with the White Bone Demon.

At least he has a first-class back, with two long legs looking down on the crowd.

A cloud of mist was muddy on the turkey's face. Liao Wenjie squatted down and patted her shoulder, whispered: "Lovely, you are lucky. I will give you a chance to pursue happiness and let you stand on the same height with others. If this doesn't work..."

"Don't be disappointed, it's because he is not worthy of you. Go to Chongguang Mental Hospital, where there is a handsome guy who is not bad at looks. It's a coincidence that he likes your face."

Liao Wenjie didn't believe in the plastic surgery doctor's sword technique. In order to avoid the unpleasant butterfly wings, he simply did it himself and reorganized the turkey's face to restore her true appearance to her.

After a while, the turkey slowly woke up, sat up in place and showed confusion.

She vaguely heard someone say something to her, and couldn't remember it clearly. She slapped her forehead and suddenly remembered the killer. She jumped up on the spot and wanted to rescue Stephen Zhou, and then...

The killer spits out and leaves at any time.

The turkey blinked and wanted to know what happened during his coma.

She picked up the public phone and after experiencing the failure of 999, she remembered that this was not Hong Kong Island. After changing three numbers, she had difficulty communicating with the other side and reported the comedy of someone committing a gun with a crime and then immediately following the trend.

Turkey put down the phone and before two steps were taken, the owner of the tea pavilion flashed out and blocked his way.

"Beautiful girl, you can't use it to scan your face if you are pretty, and you have to pay for it even if you call!"

"Beauty?!"

Turkey pointed at himself, grinned and waved his hand: "Hehe, boss, you have such a good vision. You can see that I hide so deeply."

On the other side, the boss was about to call the police. When he called back, he found that the turkey had called the police, so he did not intend to charge any more.

"By the way, boss, have you seen a handsome guy who was still there just now?"

"I left after drinking tea."

"another."

"It's gone, that handsome guy."

Speaking of this, the boss looked at the turkey with a feeling of distress. The handsome guy is indeed a handsome guy, but his character is not very good. Seeing that the girl is good-looking, he took advantage of the opportunity to faint from the fright.

That is, when he was young, he would definitely jump out and fight a set of punches on the spot.

"Well……"

Turkey blinked: "There is another one, but it's not that obvious, the one who quarreled with me."

"I left by car."

...

On the other hand, Stephen Zhou took the free ride and became sadder the more he thought about it. With the reshaping of the view of love, the world view, the outlook on life, etc. were also reshaping. His heart was full of twists and turns, and he completely forgot about time.

As the truck passed by the big pit, his body ejected and rolled down the weed hillside.

coma.

In the grass, Liao Wenjie flashed, his fingers slightly hooked, and a thin breeze rolled up, holding Stephen Zhou's body in the air.

It was getting late, and Liao Wenjie didn't plan to sleep in the wild tonight. He heard that there were many talents in the China Cooking Training Academy, and all the chefs inside were talented and spoke nicely, so he took Stephen Zhou straight away.

Calculate the time, it's time to have a meal.

Shaolin Temple.

This Shaolin Temple located in Hunan does not cover a large area. It is not that it is small, but that it is not as large as Liao Wenjie imagined.

Perhaps the value of tourism resources has not been discovered yet and has not been able to expand it yet, or perhaps this Songshan is also a mini-shaped temple that cannot accommodate too large.

In short, the temple is a bit old and the plaques are also tattered, giving people a sense of downfall when the wind blows.

Liao Wenjie ignored it directly. As far as he knew, the martial arts power of Master Menglu is in the first echelon in the country, and its strategic value is higher than that of Tiancan. There is no reason why this Shaolin Temple is dilapidated but no one cares about it.

I can only say that it is deliberately done.

Liao Wenjie placed Stephen Zhou at the door, knocked on the wooden door a few times, and when the dust fell, his body flashed and went straight to the kitchen.

After a while, the two monks walked out and saw Stephen Zhou covered in blood, and hurried forward to check.

"No, this man was killed in the mountains and was shaved by poison ivy and was covered in wounds. He needs treatment as soon as possible."

"What are you waiting for? Take him to see the abbot quickly."

"Quick, fast, it's too late."

...

In the kitchen, Liao Wenjie smelled the fragrance and floated into the door without touching his feet.

The bald men who were cooking were busy and turned a blind eye to him, as if there was no such person in the kitchen.

The food in the big pot is arranged in a basin, and only a few dishes are fine. They are served separately on a plate. They are both meat and vegetable, which is extremely greasy, and are very greasy.

"Tsk, a good monk doesn't quit the meat and fish. The Buddha can tolerate it, but I can't stand it."

Liao Wenjie snorted coldly and waved away the fine dishes. He did not forget to go through the big pot of the food in the basin.

Afterwards, he took a few empty dishes and placed them with vegetables, radish, green onions and ginger. The dishes were very particular. If he didn't pay attention, he could not see any signs of the replacement of the dishes.

Liao Wenjie clapped his hands and said intimately that he was perfect, and his body flashed to the Sutra Pavilion.

Studying makes people happy, and he likes reading books the most.

No one knew the abnormality of the kitchen. The two monks supported Stephen Zhou and rushed all the way to the abbot's house.

I was waiting for two meat and vegetables tonight when I suddenly saw Stephen Zhou who was sent, frowned slightly and calculated slightly in my fingers in my sleeves.

"Amitabha Buddha, it turns out that he is a person who has a connection with the Buddha."

Mengyi nodded and ordered: "You put him on the bed and remember to watch the door. I will not speak and not let anyone in."

"Abbot, what should you do if the 'World Troubles are gone' when you click the 'World Troubles'?"

"Send it to the canteen, and I will share a vegetarian food with my disciples tonight." Meng Wuyi clasped her hands together and became a Buddhist monk.

The two monks were straight-mouthed, frightened by the abbot's slight mind and did not dare to say anything. They closed the door, guarding one on the left and one on the right.

Mengluo stood by the window, looked at the scars on Stephen Zhou's body, and frowned again: "This snow-white and clean fine skin and tender flesh can be pinched out of water. Using ordinary methods to remove poison and apply medicine, it will inevitably leave scars..."
To be continued...