What's more, this woman now seems to have a great background.

Seeing the solemn look on the abbot's face, Monk Tieshui could only calmly say: "Chunfeng Gang, a gangster named Duan Yu."

"How did he beat you?" Ye Ning asked.

"Can you fucking..."

"Ahem!"

As the abbot coughed, Monk Tieshui reacted, swallowed the words "Can you f*ck not open the pot and pick up the pot!" and talked about the situation when Duan Yu beat him.

"The poor monk was also attacked by him at that time, otherwise he would have suffered a lot from him."

"Ouch, it hurts!"

With a squeaking sound, the cloth band on Monk Tieshui's face was pulled off by Ye Ning, revealing his injured face.

His entire face was still in that cracked state, but the cracks were much smaller, like porcelain that had been repaired by craftsmen.

"You said the force of his stick penetrated your flesh at that time?" Ye Ning asked.

Monk Tie Shui nodded and said: "Yes. The power is so tight that it even has the momentum of collapse. This is the first time I have encountered a situation where even the 'golden body' cannot withstand it."

"ah!"

The iron monk let out a fierce scream, and his whole body wrapped in cloth stood up.

A spear with texture like fire maple was smashed into his leg.

Everyone was shocked. The monks inside and outside the room had already pulled out the iron rods from their hands. The old monk also looked nervous, with his palms ready to attack, and said: "Donor, don't be impulsive."

Ye Ning seemed not to notice, staring at the iron monk and asked: "Is it such a powerful thing?"

The iron-shui monk's eyes were full of tears, and he nodded miserably: "Yes! Yes! Damn yes!"

Ye Ning put away her gun, turned around and left.

The two monks who were on alert outside the house even saw the tears in the corners of her eyes.

Little thief, found it!

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