The Angry Monk was really filled with regret. How could he have imagined that Liu Mang was so young and so powerful, and that he was completely defeated.

Not to mention continuing to show off in front of Liu Mang, even if he didn't dare to breathe, the angry monk forced out a flattering smile, "I know I was wrong, please forgive me, I promise never to do it again."

Trouble with you."

Liu Mang said: "Look at you guys, when one or two of you came out, you were all arrogant and domineering, as if you were sure of your master, but each one of you immediately realized your mistake, regretted it, and became arrogant no matter what.

So fast. Didn’t you say you wanted to kill me? I’m standing right in front of you. Why don’t you try killing me?”

"I was wrong. I really know that I was wrong. There is something wrong with my head. I came here to offend you for nothing. Please go around me this time..." The angry monk wanted to kill Liu Mang, but he didn't have the strength.

, now it is more important to save his life, so he kept begging Liu Mang to forgive him.

Liu Mang threw the angry monk to the ground and said lightly, "Slap your mouth."

The angry monk was stunned for a moment, then quickly slapped his mouth in turn.

Liu Mang said angrily: "You haven't eaten yet? Use a little more force, hit hard, whip hard, and while beating, tell me what I did wrong."

The angry monk quickly slapped himself again, as if he was slapping an enemy. He slapped with all his strength, and there was a crisp sound. There were five more finger marks on his face. "I'm not a thing. I came here for nothing."

I deserve to die if I offend you, Mr. Liu."

He slapped me again and said, "I have water in my head. I am actually participating in some kind of hunting competition."

After the two slaps, the angry monk stopped, raised his head, and looked at Liu Mang eagerly, "Can you see it?"

"It's okay, your mother!" Liu Mang pulled the angry monk up again and slapped him hard on the face. "I asked you to slap yourself. It still feels like constipation. I have to do it myself.

Right? This slap is for your disobedience."

Liu Mang slapped the angry monk several more times.

"This slap is meant to slap you for not messing with anyone. If you don't mess with me, Liu Mang, you want to kill me!"

"This slap is to slap you for not pretending to be cool in front of anyone, but you have chosen to pretend to be a master in front of me, Liu Mang, are you worthy?"

"This slap is to slap you for being too ugly and frustrated, so you have to run out and be embarrassed!"

"This slap is meant to hit you... Well, I can't remember it for a moment. Anyway, I just want to slap you."

"..."

Liu Mang slapped the angry monk more than a dozen times while circling his arms. His face was so swollen that it turned into a steamed bun. More than half of the teeth in his mouth fell out, and he completely turned into a pig-headed one. He couldn't be more miserable.

Too bad.

After finishing his work, Liu Mang threw the angry monk to the ground, took out a cigarette, lit one, and asked: "Where is Master Jiu?"

The angry monk was so beaten that he almost fainted. But when he heard the name Jiu Ye, he suddenly woke up. His eyes were full of fear, and he looked very afraid of that guy.<

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Liao Fan had already come over to him. Seeing the angry monk, he didn't say a word. He rolled up his sleeves and said in a deep voice: "What's the matter? The slap you just received is not enough, is it? Do you want me to give you a few slaps too? It's okay, your forehead is bigger than mine."

It’s still bright, but I’ve already seen you unhappy, so you asked me to show mercy and blow your head off?”

"No, don't, don't!" The angry monk was so frightened that he sat on the ground and shrank back, fearing that Fan Lai would come true.

Liu Mang said: "Then why don't you tell me where the so-called Master Jiu is?"

The angry monk said: "I don't know, I don't even know where he is."

"I don't know?" Liu Mang sneered, squatted down, looked at the angry monk's face at close range, and said narrowly: "I may believe what others say, but if you say this, do you think I will?"

Do you believe it? Or do you think I am just such a fool and so easy to deceive?"

The first time Liu Mang saw the angry monk was at the airport a few hours ago. He saw with his own eyes the so-called ninth master's men who personally picked up the angry monk.

Apparently, Angry Monk is a distinguished guest of Master Jiu.

The previous gunman may not really know where Jiuye is. The angry monk said that he didn't know, which is absolutely nonsense.

Liu Mang then said: "I'll give you one last chance. You can answer whatever I ask. If you dare to hide anything, try it!"

How dare the angry monk hide anything now? Master Jiu is powerful, but Liu Mang in front of him is even more ruthless, and he might be killed by him soon.

The angry monk said: "I said, I will tell you everything. I know where Master Jiu is. I saw him before in a mansion in the Binhai City community in the east of the city. Maybe he is still there now."

"Which mansion?"

"I didn't remember the house number clearly, but I remember that there was a clear difference between that kind of mansion and other mansions. There was a big money pattern in front of the door. It was the kind of money with a square hole. It was shining like gold.

."

Liu Mang asked again: "What does he look like and how old is he?"

The angry monk said: "A lean old man in his fifties, with a goatee, sunglasses, and a gray-blue gown. He always holds a pair of steel balls in his hands. He looks like

He's quite imposing, and he should be a master of Xuanmen. His strength is probably not inferior to mine."

"Why did he choose me to be the prey in this hunting competition?"

"Well." The angry monk's eyes flickered and he hesitated to speak.

Liu Mang understood, "It seems that it was because of you. You recommended me to him, right?"

The angry monk's face was not very pretty to begin with, but now it became even more ugly. He shook his head desperately, "It's not me, it's really not me. I just mentioned you to Master Jiu casually, and he decided to make this prey...

It’s you.”

Sure enough, it was this guy who was the reason. Liu Mang then asked: "Ignoring that matter, how many killers are there to hunt me this time, and how many of them are powerful?"

"I don't know the exact number, but there are many experts saying that there are at least six people. I am just one of them, representing Jiu Ye."

Liu Mang combined the previous gunner's words and quickly figured it out, "You mean, this game is a gambling game, and there are six people participating, including that Jiu Ye?"

The angry monk said: "Yes, every hunting competition is a game for a few super rich people. Each of them will send a master to participate, and at the same time they will also invite a large number of killers to participate in the hunting competition, giving them

Provide fun. In addition to having fun watching the hunting competition, they will also bet a huge sum of money. Each of them will bet 100 million U.S. dollars, and the hunting competition will determine the ownership of 600 million U.S. dollars."

"It's interesting, it's really interesting. I want to see if it's those super rich people who got me involved in their gambling game." After Liu Mang's words fell, he flicked his finger, and a ball of flame fell on Wrath.
Chapter completed!