Chapter 236

Ding Yi, Shi Wenlong and others look up. This man is in his twenties. His skin is dark, his face is expressionless, and his eyes are fierce.

He was wearing a hat. After turning his head, he slowly took it off. He was bald.

It's not surprising that there are baldheads in the society. It's also common for people to come out with baldheads. The key point is that there are fragrant 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 points a scar every five years or so. Those who perform very well can advance.

The people who usually have five or six scars are all 40 or 50 year old monks.

This person looks like he's in his twenties. Unless he becomes a monk at the age of one, he can't get six scars.

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

In fact, he really has a position in Shaolin Temple. Shi Wenlong's former younger martial brother is now the left Dharma protector of Dharma hall in Shaolin Temple, Jueming.

The Dharma hall elder and the left and right Dharma protectors are all masters of Shaolin martial monks. They must have been one of the three positions in the temple for generations.

If you have never been an elder or a Dharma protector in the Dharma hall, you will not be able to live in the temple in the future.

In other words, Jueming is a Shaolin genius trained as a temple resident.

"Jueming, I said your back looks so familiar. Why did you come down the mountain?" Still in bars and places like that? Shi Wenlong is a layman disciple. He went home after several years of studying arts. Then he paid money to Shaolin Temple every year and didn't go back very much.

This Jueming is different. When you grow up in Shaolin Temple, you usually don't go down the mountain easily, let alone come to this kind of place.

"Today is the day when I have been in the temple for 20 years and come back to visit my relatives. I'm going back to Dongning to see my uncle." Jueming's light way.

"Shi Shao, it turns out that you and my nephew are from the same family. Then you really want to give my nephew some face. Don't interfere in today's affairs." Uncle he on the other side laughs, which obviously reminds Shi Wenlong.

Although you were born in Shaolin, you are just a layman. My nephew is the true master of Shaolin. He has been more than ten years than you.

Do these people sit as steady as a mountain, and they are calm in the face of governor Shi Wenlong.

By Jueming, this man has been able to live in Shi Wenlong.

The so-called do not look at the monk face, look at the Buddha face, even if Shi Wenlong is the son of the president of M country, also want to give his younger martial brother face.

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

Although he is a senior brother, it is not convenient for him to fight against him. What's more, he may not be Jueming's opponent.

He only stayed in Shaolin temple for a few years. Chueh Ming entered Shaolin at the age of eight and stayed for 20 years. In terms of Kung Fu, younger martial brother is much better than elder martial brother.

He looked up at Ding Yi and shrugged his shoulders, which was a bit helpless.

Those young people who just called brother Ding Yiyi were very nervous when they saw that Shi Wenlong couldn't cover them.

"The people who come to Shaolin temple should be reasonable. No, you monks are merciful. Uncle he charges such a high protection fee. The life of the uncles and aunts on the street is hard. As a monk, please advise your uncle." Brother Haonan, with great courage, said to Jueming.

People look at him like idiots.

Chueh Ming's face was expressionless, and his tone was flat: "modern society is different from before. People in Shaolin temple also have to eat. We open the door for one day, not to mention water, electricity and incense. If we don't eat or drink, we will spend more than 10000 yuan a month."

"Internet charges and telephone charges are not included. If you add them in, then you can count the food of the whole temple, oil, rice, sauce and salt. It will be open in a month, and it will be 30000."

"There are only more than 100 people in Shaolin Temple. It costs twenty or thirty thousand a month. My uncle has thousands of people living with him. Do you know how much it costs to open the door every day?"

"He has to pay wages and actions for the uncles and aunts in the street to deal with the hooligans and protect the business, but he doesn't charge money? More than a thousand people eating with you? What do you want

The whole room was dull.

No one thought that this remark would come from a monk.

Even Ding Yi looked at him blankly. You are not a monk, the chairman of the listed group.

Brother Haonan was stunned for a long time, anxious and angry: "they are hooligans --"

Threatening the uncles and aunts on the street is uncle crane's younger brothers, and then taking protection is also for them. It's just to cheat money.

"Young man, be careful what you say. You can eat and talk freely." A sneer with gold glasses.

"Anan, I don't blame you for your impulsive youth, but I'm afraid my brothers will be angry if you talk nonsense." Uncle crane said with a smile.

"It's better than that, isn't it?" Behind uncle crane, someone immediately jumped out and pointed, looking like he was going to beat someone.

"What, don't mess about." Haonan raised his hands one after another.

There is chaos on both sides, and Haonan is more flustered.

"Don't make any noise. Don't make any noise." At this moment, someone raised his hand and yelled, both sides brush, at the same time look at the past.

It's Ding Yi who hasn't said anything since he came here.

Ding Yi came for a long time. After listening for a while, he probably understood what happened.

"Who are you? When's your turn here? " The young man behind uncle he pointed at Ding Yi and scolded him.

"Shut up." Jueming turns around and stares at him, then looks at Ding Yi: "they are masters of Chinese culture. Do you want to die?"

The young man closed his mouth and shrank back.

"Master of traditional Chinese culture? I don't like grass Gold glasses from behind a touch, bang, a pistol on the table.

Then he raised his leg, put it on the table, and looked at Ding Yi with provocative eyes: "is there a powerful gun, master?"

Ha ha ha, many people around laughed.

Jueming frowned at this man and knew that these people had never met any experts. He was a bit of an expert.

He ignored the man and turned to Ding Yi: "do you want to stand for them? OK, I'll give you a chance. If you win me, I'll make the decision for my uncle, and those sites will be abandoned. "

"You're going to lose. Let these boys hand over their territory and get out of the peace zone. You're going to leave a finger."

As soon as this remark came out, several young people were shocked, but Shi Wenlong suddenly felt that his younger martial brother might have bad luck.

How cruel are the monks in Shaolin temple now? Do you want a finger? Ding Yi is also surprised and looks at Shi Wenlong in doubt.

"No, brother Yi, never." Hao Nan feels that this will affect Ding Yi less than a finger, so he quickly persuades him.

Today, he has seen that the other side is aware that Shi Wenlong doesn't work. He has to admit defeat.

"We'll fight you." A few years ago, he said softly.

"Just a few of you trash?" Chueh Ming sneered, then put his hand on the hook: "come on, let me stand up, you win?"

He sat there with his hands hooked and his face insulting.

"I don't care about you." Haonan took the lead in anger, whoosh stood up, and turned his hand to lift the bench, directly rushed up.

Several other young people rushed up one after another.

Chueh Ming sat still, copying his hand to the table, picked up a packet of cigarettes, and then saw that he quickly grabbed one with his fingers and threw it out.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, his fingers are flying, his cigarettes are flying like arrows.

Bang, bang, plop, face to face people turn over, basically all under the knee was hit by cigarettes, one by one fell to the ground.

Haonan was knocked down once, but immediately stood up: "ah --" screamed wildly, waving the bench to hit the past.

Chueh Ming gave a sneer, his wrist shook and whooshed. The rest of the cigarette was thrown in the past. Ba, it hit Haonan's face, just like a stone.

There was a sharp pain in Haonan's face, and his eyes were too sore to open. The bench was still half empty. Bang, Jueming sat in the same place and kicked him on the bench.

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

"Ah --" Haonan struggled to stand up, but found that the body pain, like a fracture, for a long time did not get up.

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

"Hahaha, Shi Shao, today's business is not as good as this. You let them leave the peace zone in one day, and I won't see them again." Uncle crane laughs wildly and is very proud.

"Uncle crane, right? Can I say a few words?" The unknown Ding Yi on the side smiles.

Uncle he looked at Jueming, nodded and said with a smile, "OK, you say."

"I probably know what it's about. Originally, it's not my business, but just now those guys called me brother Shengyi. As the boss of others, they certainly want to stand out for others. But Jueming said that you also have a lot of expenses, so I thought of a way to make both the best of it."

All the people listened to him quietly, one by one looking very contemptuous.

You're the boss, too? How dare you stand out?

Uncle he also wants to hear what Ding Yi can do to get the best of both worlds.

"In fact, we are all fighting today for money." Ding Yi continued.

"Hao Nan is saving money for uncle * *," he said. You have to raise thousands of people. That is the case. I think of a good way. He is not too young, so he is going to retire from home tomorrow. He will go back and dissolve the one thousand people. After that, the expenses of the province will be so great that you will have to give all the land to the Hao Nan, and after that, you will receive one thousand protection fees or a protection fee. It's his own business. He deserves to starve, right

"--" as Ding Yi finished, the audience looked at Ding Yi like an idiot.