Sure enough, there was a luxury car inside, with three 8s behind the license plate, Chen Linjun had seen the video before, and knew that this car was the car that the monk Wuxin had just gone to participate in the summit forum. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But there was another car next to this luxury car, which was strangely covered with a hood, as if it was ready to be left undriven for so long.

Chen Linjun quietly walked over and lifted the car cover to take a look.

The license plate was not the decked car that he had seen carrying Qin Ruoling before, but the model was almost identical.

However, this brand of car is widely retained in China, and it is the most popular model, and even many police cars use it. So it's normal for the same model to be the same, as long as the license plate is not the car you're looking for, you can rule it out.

When the car cover was put down, suddenly several monks rushed over with wooden sticks in their hands, shouting loudly: "Dare to steal a car in Wanling Temple!"

Uh, Chen Linjun was stunned, I'm dripping, my actions just now are indeed a bit like stealing a car.

It's just that why don't I steal the luxury car with the tail number 3 8 next to me, but I want to steal these most ordinary cars.

"You misunderstood, if I want to steal a car, I won't steal this rotten car, but steal this luxury car!" Chen Linjun hurriedly explained.

"That's right, we saw you using that car as a cover, and we were about to steal the luxury car. Are you going to go to the police station with us tied, or are you going to let us tie you up and arrest you!"

It can be seen that their skills should be good, they are all middle-aged monks, their eyes are shining, their temples are slightly raised, and they look strong and agile.

"No, I really came to take a look, I didn't want to steal a car!" Chen Linjun smiled bitterly, damn, if the assistant to the president of Ruoling Group was actually regarded as a car thief, if this was spread out, would he laugh off other people's big teeth.

"Since you don't admit it, I'll have to arrest you!" one of the monks waved his hand.

The four monks picked up the sticks in their hands and hit Chen Linjun.

"Huh......" Several strong sounds of breaking the air sounded, and four strong winds pressed towards Chen Linjun's head.

The sticks of Wanling Temple are very famous, these sticks have been changed from the previous wooden sticks to copper sticks, the inside is empty, but it is filled with iron beads, it doesn't feel very heavy, that is, when one end is smashed down at you, the iron beads in it will roll to this end. It will increase the weight of this head several times in an instant.

The power is powerful, especially when the master dances, it is even more difficult to meet opponents.

A very famous martial arts project in China is the stick formation of Wanling Temple, it is said that there was once a stick formation of eighteen people, which defeated more than 100,000 enemy troops and rescued a general who was besieged by the enemy.

Of course, it was the era of cold weapons, and everything relied on kung fu to speak.

Chen Linjun was shocked, "Wow, are you catching car thieves?" Just by the four of you, one person and one stick will be smashed down, and any thief will be stoned to death.

This is the hell of wanting someone's life. Even if you steal a car, you won't die.

Bring out the abnormality, and there will be demons.

A monk is a monk, representing benevolence and generosity, how can he be so vicious as soon as he makes a move. Any stick hit, the thief will have his brain burst and blood splattered on the spot.

How could this be something that a monk could do?

The situation was not right, Chen Linjun faced a brutal attack from four directions, so he had to squat on the ground, and at the same time take advantage of the situation with his left foot as a support, his right leg suddenly straightened, and attacked towards the lower plate of the four monks.

Sure enough, it was not an ordinary person, between the lightning and flint, the four monks actually closed their momentum in time, and then jumped back, getting rid of Chen Linjun's blow.

While jumping away, the copper stick in his hand was like a javelin, with the head of the stick pointing downward, almost next to the ground and smashing straight towards Chen Linjun.

Wow, striking from all sides, the force is so great that even the ground seems to crack. If you are hit by these sticks, you will probably be wasted.

Chen Linjun was furious and became murderous. I'm a grass mud horse, and you make two moves in a row, as if you want to kill people. I've already given you two tricks, and if I don't teach you a lesson, you'll be even more lawless.

So when Chen Linjun was about to hit himself from four directions with four sticks, he kicked his feet and jumped up in the air in an instant.

He jumped up and down at the same time, and before the four monks had time to regain their momentum, they had already jumped behind one of the monks.

Chen Linjun didn't stop at all, raised his right foot in the air and kicked back.

"Bang!" kicked the monk a few meters away, and then fell to the ground with a thud.

Well, when the other people saw it, they were shocked, this person is really powerful, he jumped in the air, and he could actually complete the kicking action in the air.

So the remaining three men came around again, one to the left, one backward, and one with a stick that was cut off from the top of his head.

They are secretly proud in their hearts, now they are attacking from three sides, and just now you have the power of heaven. I can't go down to the ground now, because the stick on the top of my head will follow, and I can't avoid it by simply squatting.

Three sticks roared, mixed with the sound of whirring wind. The murderous aura is too heavy, and it doesn't look like a monk did it at all.

Chen Linjun also understood that he had no ability to escape from the ground, so he secretly lucked his true qi in both hands.

The left hand stretched forward, and between the lightning and flint, there was a click, and he grabbed the opponent's stick stiffly.

Ah, the monk was shocked, and his own stick swept over, to say the least, he had the strength of two hundred catties. This person actually didn't dodge, and he wore it with his bare hands, which was really courageous.

When I first grabbed it, I thought I could shatter the opponent's hand in an instant. But when he suddenly found that the stick couldn't move at all, he panicked.

Just as he was desperately trying to pull the stick out, Chen Linjun sneered and threw his left hand to the right.

The flick of his left hand instilled Chen Linjun's forty percent of his skills.

Boom, the monk involuntarily rushed to the right, and the stick in his hand swept away.

"Bang!" the stick in his hand actually smashed towards the monk on the right.

"Ahh The tiger's mouth suddenly cracked, and a scream like a ghost crying wolf was released.

And the monk who shot down from above was also shocked, because he found that his stick did not hit Chen Linjun's head. Chen Linjun knocked down the two junior disciples in the process of squatting just now, and then, he actually raised his hands up and directly grabbed the sticks that were already close to his hair.

"Let it go!" the monk shouted, pumping the stick back with all his might.