How did you, a gangster, end up in the police force?

"Fool!" Ye Lin silently picked up the Guandao and walked forward.

Lin Huaishan's face turned even darker. These people he raised were all ruthless murderers who would kill without blinking an eye, yet how could they be treated like tofu in front of Ye Lin?

With two stab wounds, he killed three people and was still called a fool.

"Let the monk come up and kill him for me!" Lin Huaishan shouted angrily, picking up the loudspeaker.

The word "monk" seemed to have some magical power. The thugs on the first floor who refused to submit to anyone actually made way for him, with fear showing on their faces.

The crowd parted and a bald man walked out.

Ye Lin frowned. This man looked really strong, a bit like Lu Zhihe in the TV series. He was over 200 meters tall and weighed over kilograms. He was covered with thick fat and had a big belly. He looked very imposing.

Although the monk was tall, his face was very kind, a bit like a smiling Buddha.

"Amitabha, hello, benefactor. I am a humble monk." The monk greeted Ye Lin with a smile.

"Nothing? I wonder if the master's bird is still there?" Ye Lin said with a sneer.

Liao Wu was stunned for a moment, his expression changed drastically, and the Buddha-like appearance he had just had suddenly turned ferocious. He said coldly, "Donor, you've pissed me off."

"Oh, so what are you going to do, Master? Kill me?"

"I don't like killing people, I like eating people!" Liao Wu grinned, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and licked his tongue at Ye Lin, as if he was enjoying Ye Lin's flesh.

Such a ferocious expression gave everyone goosebumps and they all took two steps back.

Ye Lin narrowed his eyes slightly. This Liao Wu looked harmless, but he was very scary when he changed his expression. His sinister tone and white teeth made people really terrified. Most people would probably be scared before the battle just by hearing that he ate people.

Ye Lin didn't believe this scary trick. He held the knife in one hand and poked Zhao San's body with the blade. Zhao San's body, which weighed less than 100 pounds, was lifted into the air like a sack and fell in front of Wu.

"Master, how about this?" Ye Lin said provocatively. You said you wanted to eat people, so why not show me a show?

Originally, he thought this trick would definitely expose Liao Wu, but instead, everyone looked at him like a fool.

Everyone turned around at the same time, even Lin Huaishan. Before turning around, he did not forget to shout at Ye Lin with a megaphone: "Idiot!"

Ye Lin was confused. Damn, what does this mean?

Before he could react, he saw Liao Wu on the opposite side showing a delighted expression and stepping on Zhao San.

Then...

Blood was flying everywhere, an arm was torn out, and even Ye Lin couldn't bear the following scene.

I couldn't help but stand there and retch.

Damn, no wonder these people turned around, what Liao Wu said was actually true.

There was still blood at the corner of Liao Wu's mouth, red lips and white teeth. For the first time, Ye Lin felt the meaning of this word deeply.

"Haha, haha." Liao Wu laughed excitedly, as if he had gained strength.

He pulled out a baseball bat from behind his back, held it to his mouth and wiped the blood, and the smooth baseball bat was immediately stained red.

The extremely excited monk Liaowu took a baseball bat and smashed it on the ground several times, causing the entire ground to shake.

Ye Lin suddenly remembered a picture - King Kong!

Damn, this is a King Kong.

After Liao Wu finished accumulating energy, he kicked off with his feet and rushed towards Ye Lin with big strides.

A shiny bald head, bloody teeth, and a waving baseball bat; this is a devil, not a Buddha.

Ye Lin's expression gradually became solemn. He held the knife across his chest with both hands, turned his body, and used a powerful move to split Huashan. The Guandao was raised high and smashed down fiercely from a height of nearly 4 meters.

Everyone could feel the energy from the blade from a distance. The Guandao weighed eighty kilograms, and when it was chopped down from such a high place, no one dared to take it head-on.

But no one dared.

He just yelled, squatted slightly, and blocked the attack with both hands holding the baseball bat.

Clang!

There was an unpleasant sound of metal colliding.

A gust of air burst out from the collision, making the two people's clothes rustle.

Liao Wu obviously underestimated Ye Lin's strength. He was pressed down by Ye Lin and almost fell to the ground.

But his strength was not exaggerated. He groaned, and the muscles in his arms suddenly exploded, swelling in an instant.

what!

Monk Liao Wu shouted loudly, raised his sword suddenly upwards, and pushed Ye Lin's Guan Dao forward, causing Ye Lin to stagger.

He took the opportunity to roll on the ground and swept the baseball bat towards Ye Lin's shin bone. If it hit, the shin bone would definitely break in the middle.

Ye Lin tilted the handle of his knife, and with a bang, the Guan Dao just barely blocked the baseball bat.

Then Ye Lin took advantage of the situation and chopped down, and the knife flashed towards Monk Le Wu's neck.

Liao Wu had already sensed the danger, so he rolled sideways to avoid it and stood up.

Then he swept the stick in his hand and hit the blade of the Guandao fiercely.

A bang!

There was actually a dent on the blade of the Guan Dao, and Liao Wu swept the handle towards Ye Lin's face, forcing Ye Lin to let go.

Guan Dao fell to the ground.

Lin Huaishan shouted excitedly, look at my killer move, it’s different.

Ye Lin retreated violently, distanced himself from Wu, and stood next to the van.

"Haha, benefactor, how about it, these two moves of the monk are pretty good, right?" Le Wu kicked open the switch and looked at Ye Lin proudly.

"It's just brute force." Ye Lin stood with his hands behind his back, pretending to be an otherworldly master.

In fact, both hands were rubbing behind my back. Damn, the force was too great and it was so painful.

"Monk, you're the real deal, skin him alive!" Lin Huaishan shouted excitedly with a loud speaker in the back, wondering what the kid could do without his Guandao.

"Donor, you see, the boss wants me to take action. Have you rested your hands?" Monk Liaowu showed his white teeth and grinned, looking like a devil.

Ye Lin didn't pretend anymore. He just took his hands in front of him and squeezed them hard, causing his bones to crackle.

"Actually, there is something I haven't told you." Ye Lin said calmly.

"Do you want to repent, donor? I am a monk and I only perform salvation." Monk Liaowu laughed proudly, proud of his sense of humor.

"I won't perform any salvation, but I can help you get rid of it sooner." Ye Lin said lightly.

Then he raised his head suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "I want to tell you that my fists and feet are actually better than my swords."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Lin scratched the ground with his foot, stomped the ground hard, and his body shot out like an arrow.