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Ding Yi, Shi Wenlong and the others looked up, this person was in his twenties, with dark skin, expressionless face, and fierce eyes.

He was wearing a hat, and after turning his head, he slowly took it off, and it turned out to be a bald head.

Originally, it is not strange that there are bald heads in society, and it is common sense to be bald when they come out to mix, and the key is that there are incense scars on this person's head, three horizontal and two vertical, a total of six scars.

This scar represents that he is a real temple monk, and the average temple has a scar every five years or so, and the performance is particularly good, which can be advanced.

Usually there are five or six scars, and they are all old monks around forty or fifty years old.

This man looked to be in his twenties, and unless he became a monk at the age of one, it was impossible to get six scars.

There is only one possibility, he has a high status or excellent kung fu in Shaolin Temple, and has made great contributions.

In fact, he also really has a status in Shaolin Temple, Shi Wenlong's former junior brother, and now the left protector of the Dharma Hall of Shaolin Temple, Jueming.

The elders of the Dharma Hall and the left and right protectors are all masters of the Shaolin monks, and they must have lived in the temple for generations, and they must have done one of these three positions.

If you haven't been an elder or Dharma protector in the Dharma Hall, you will definitely not be able to live in the temple in the future.

In other words, Jueming was a Shaolin genius who was cultivated as a temple.

"Jueming, I said your back is so familiar, why did you come down the mountain?" Shi Wenlong is a lay disciple, and he went home after studying art for a few years, and then paid some money every year to go to Shaolin Temple, and basically didn't go back much.

This Jueming is different, Shaolin Temple grew up, it is said that generally do not go down the mountain easily, let alone come to this kind of place to play.

"Today is the day I have been in the temple for 20 years, and I have returned to my hometown to visit my relatives, and I specially returned to Dongning to see my uncle. Jue Ming said lightly.

"Shi Shao, it turns out that you and my nephew are in the same family, then you really want to give my nephew a little face, don't interfere in today's matter. Uncle He on the other side smiled, obviously reminding Shi Wenlong.

Although you are from Shaolin, you are only a lay disciple, but my nephew is a Shaolin Zhenzong, and he has stayed more than ten years longer than you.

Could it be that these people are sitting as steady as Mount Tai, and they are also very calm in the face of Shi Wenlong, the governor of the province.

Just by virtue of Jueming, this person has been able to suppress Shi Wenlong.

The so-called don't look at the face of the monk and look at the face of the Buddha, even if Shi Wenlong is the son of the president of country M, he must give face to his own junior disciples.

When Shi Wenlong heard this, he really stayed in the field, full of depression.

Although he is a senior brother, it is inconvenient for him to go against his junior brother, not to mention, he may not be Jueming's opponent.

He must have only stayed in Shaolin Temple for a few years, Jueming entered Shaolin at the age of eight, and stayed for 20 years.

He looked up at Ding Yi and shrugged, meaning a little helpless.

The young people who had just been named Brother Ding Yiyi looked at Shi Wenlong and seemed to be unable to cover it, and they all became nervous.

"You monks from Shaolin Temple have to be reasonable, you monks, compassion, Uncle He collects such a high protection fee, and the uncles and aunts on the street have a difficult life, as a monk, persuade your uncle. Brother Haonan was bold and said to Jueming.

The crowd looked at him like idiots.

Jue Ming's face was expressionless, and his tone was flat: "Modern society is different from before, the people of Shaolin Temple also have to eat, our Shaolin Temple opens the door for a day, not to mention anything else, water and electricity bills, incense money, at least three hundred, do not eat or drink, and spend more than 10,000 yuan a month." ”

"Internet fees, telephone bills are not counted, if you add it to it, and then count the food of the whole temple, oil, rice, sauce and salt, the door will be opened in a month, and it will cost 30,000 yuan. ”

"There are only more than 100 people in our Shaolin Temple, and it costs 20,000 or 30,000 a month, and thousands of my uncle's men follow him to eat, do you know how much it costs to open the door a day?"

"He put down hooligans and protect the business for the uncles and aunts on the street, and he also has to pay wages and actions, and he doesn't charge money? More than 1,000 people eat with you?

The audience was sluggish.

No one thought that these words would come from the mouth of a monk.

Even Ding Yi looked at him blankly, what are you a monk and the chairman of the listed group.

Brother Hao Nan was stunned for a long time, anxious and angry: "They are hooligans--"

The uncles and aunts who threaten the street are Uncle He's younger brothers, and then they are also the ones who collect protection, and they are doing it around, not just to cheat money.

"Young people, be careful when you speak, you can eat indiscriminately, and you can't talk nonsense. The gold-rimmed sneer.

"Anan, I don't blame you for being young and impulsive, but if you talk nonsense, I'm afraid my brothers will be angry. Uncle Crane also smiled.

"It's a comparison, isn't it looking for death? Someone behind Uncle He immediately jumped out, pointing his fingers, looking like he was going to beat someone.

"What the hell, don't mess around. Haonan also raised his hand here.

There was chaos on both sides, and Haonan was even more panicked here.

"Don't argue, stop arguing. At this moment, someone raised their hands and shouted, and both sides brushed and looked at each other at the same time.

It was actually Ding Yi, who hadn't said anything since he came.

Ding Yi came for a long time, listened for a while, and probably understood what was going on.

"Who are you, when is it your turn to speak here?" the young man behind Uncle He pointed at Ding Yi and scolded.

"Shut up. Jue Ming glared back at him, and then looked at Ding Yi: "People are masters of national arts, do you want to find death?"

The young man suddenly closed his mouth and shrank back.

"Master of national arts? The gold-rimmed glasses touched from behind, and bang, a pistol was thrown on the table.

Then he raised his legs, put them on the table, and looked at Ding Yi with a provocative look in his eyes: "Is there a powerful gun, master?"

Hahaha, a lot of people around laughed.

Jueming frowned and glanced at this person, knowing that none of these people had seen any masters, and they were a little sitting in the well and watching the sky.

He ignored this person and turned to look at Ding Yi: "Do you want to stand up for them?" Okay, give you a chance, win against me, I will be the master for my uncle, and those territories will be gone." ”

"You're going to lose, let these boys hand over the territory, and get out of the peace zone, and you're going to --- leave a finger behind. ”

As soon as these words came out, several young people were shocked, and Shi Wenlong suddenly felt that his junior brother might be unlucky.

Now the monks of Shaolin Temple are so ruthless that they want to waste a finger at every turn? Ding Yi was also very surprised, and looked at Shi Wenlong suspiciously.

"Don't, Brother Yi, don't. Hao Nanjue felt that this would cause Ding Yi to lose a finger, so he hurriedly persuaded him.

Today he has seen that the other party has a sense of awareness, and Shi Wenlong is useless, so he can only admit defeat.

"We're going to fight you. Several young people said in unison.

"Just a few of you?" Jue Ming sneered, and then hooked his hand: "Come, let's go together, can you stand up, count you as a winner?"

He sat there, hooking his hands, and his expression was very insulting.

"I'll grass you. Haonan was the first to be furious, stood up with a swish, and lifted the bench he was sitting on with his hand, and rushed up directly.

A few other young people rushed up.

Jue Ming sat still, copied his hand on the table, picked up a pack of cigarettes, and then saw him quickly grab one with his fingers, and threw it out with a flick of his hand.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, he flicked his fingers like flying, and the cigarette burst through the air like an arrow.

Bang, bang, plop, the person on the other side flipped on his back, basically all of them were hit by cigarettes under his knees, and they fell to the ground one by one.

Haonan was knocked down once, but immediately stood up: "Ahh

Jueming sneered, shook his wrist, swished, and threw the rest of the cigarette over, horn, and smashed into Haonan's face, like a stone that made no difference.

Haonan had a sharp pain on his face, his eyes couldn't be opened in pain, the bench was still in the air, bang, Jueming sat in place and kicked him on the bench.

He flew out with the bench, and when he fell to the ground, Kacha, the bench shattered into countless pieces.

"Ahh

"Brother Haonan. All the younger brothers went up to help him, so that he could be helped up.

"Hahaha, Shi Shao, it's better to leave today's matter like this, you let a few of them, within a day, leave the peace zone, and don't let me see it again in the future." Uncle Crane laughed wildly, very proud.

"Uncle He, can I say a few words?" Ding Yi, who was unknown on the side, smiled.

Uncle He looked at Jueming, nodded and smiled, "Okay, you say." ”

"I probably understand what the matter is, originally this matter is not in my hands, but just now those people called me Brother Shengyi, to be the boss of others, of course I have to stand up for others, but Jueming said that you have a lot of expenses on either side, so I thought of a way to get the best of both worlds. ”

Everyone listened to him quietly, and their expressions were very contemptuous.

You're the boss, and you dare to stand out?

Uncle He also wants to hear what Ding Yi has to get the best of both worlds.

"Actually, everyone is arguing about it today, all for money. Ding Yi continued.

"Haonan is to save money for uncles and aunts, Uncle He, you have to raise thousands of people, even so, I thought of a good way, Uncle He, you are not young, it is better to start tomorrow, retire at home, go back and dismiss the thousand people, save so much money in the future, your territory, all handed over to Haonan, in the future, Haonan will collect a thousand protection fees or a protection fee, it is his own business, starve him to deserve it, right. ”

After Ding Yi finished speaking, the audience looked at Ding Yi like an idiot.