620: Chapter 21: Sha Wujing and Death 620: Chapter 21: Sha Wujing and Death “Brother Yulong, save !” The middle-aged prisoner cried out to Li Yulong for help when Tang Zheng ignored him.
“Brother, bear with the pain a bit longer, I’ll help you find relief.” The middle-aged prisoner who had lost a leg and was covered in injuries seed to have no hope of survival.
Li Yulong put on a considerate expression, regretfully aid his gun at him.
“No, please don’t.” The middle-aged prisoner was scared, begging loudly, but all that ca in return was the muffled sound of a gunshot.
The prisoner was shot between the eyebrows, his skull capsized, and he fell to the ground.
The Caucasian horse with a pierced shoulder quickly closed its mouth, endured the pain and stood up, hiding in the corner.
“From now on, if any comrades are seriously injured, just shoot them.” Li Yulong seed to be thinking about his comrades.
He not only resolved the awkwardness of not saving the dying prisoner, but also established his position in the minds of the other prisoners.
At the sa ti, he managed to make others see Tang Zheng as soone who was indifferent to others’ deaths.
A triple win indeed.
“Ha-ha, idiot.” Pang iqin chuckled after she retrieved the Demon Slaying Holy Fla for Tang Zheng.
She said, “Before you play the moralist, you should first learn the rules of the Trojan Room.
Here, killing a teammate will result in a deduction of a thousand points.
If you fail to get those points, you’ll be erased even if you survive and complete the ga.”
“Why didn’t you say so earlier?” Li Yulong was shocked, then glared fiercely at Pang iqin.
However, he quickly restrained his anger, not wanting to make an enemy.
“Why didn’t you stop ?”
“Hmph, who’d thought you’d act so fast just to get rid of baggage?
All I had to do was think of your actions to figure out what kind of person you are.” Lu Fan waved his hand dismissively, as if trying to shoo away a fly.
“Don’t waste ti, let’s go find the Tang Monk.”
The prisoners were not good people to begin with.
After Lu Fan’s words, they started doubting Li Yulong’s motive for killing.
They rembered how ruthless this prison bully was.
The proverb ‘Greed does not pay’ applied perfectly to Li Yulong, he almost spurted blood out of sheer frustration.
After defeating the Immovable Ming King, no other Buddha statue guards appeared in the Tianzhu Temple.
The Trojan Squad went straight to the Great Hall without waiting for Tang Zheng to speak, stopping at the entrance.
They didn’t dare to provoke the pirate version of Sun Monkey.
Crossing the one-foot-high threshold, Tang Zheng was the first to enter the hall.
His field of vision darkened instantly.
In the bronze incense holder in front of the Buddha statue, thick incense sticks burned, emitting black smoke that filled the upper part of the hall.
A faint sll of incense lingered at the tip of his nose.
On the sides were unlit oil lamps.
A fat rat was stealing oil as if no one was around.
In the center of the hall was a pile of crackling fire, with a purple gold bowl on top, filled with soup bubbling and sending chunks of almost cooked at tumbling.
Next to it sat a handso man in a suit and leather shoes.
On his wrist was a Rolex watch, and he was angrily yelling into his mobile phone, clutching a comb in his other hand, slicking back his black hair into a pompadour style.
“Production has decreased again this year?
Cuilan, it’s not that I want to berate you, but your household managent skills are terrible.
By the ti I get back, won’t Gao Lao Manor be poorer than a beggar’s den?”
The Conquerors looked at each other in confusion.
Could this handso man who was ranting at his wife be Zhu Bajie (Pigsy)?
But the more eye-catching scene was on the side, where Sun Monkey, covered in black hair, was lying and taking a nap.
The Ruyi Golden Cudgel was entwined around a pillar, moving like a snake, occasionally stretching out and hitting Tang Monk who was sitting beside him.
“Can this be Tang Monk?” Pang iqin’s eyes twitched.
A completely bald man was tightly wrapped in ropes and hung upside down in the middle of the hall like a rice dumpling.
This man was actually sleeping, drooling all over the floor.
His monk’s robe was full of big holes, and he had a robust body with solid muscles, looking completely like a martial monk!
“What is this?
Bondage?
I’ve never heard of Tang Monk liking performance art!” Chu Baichuan burst out laughing, amused by the scene.
This wasn’t Journey to the West’s party, more like a circus troupe.
“Big Brother, I’ve split another wooden Buddha statue, it should be enough to fuel the fire.” Sha Wujing, wearing a necklace of skulls, ca out with his hair disheveled, looking fierce.
Seeing Tang Zheng and his team, he frowned and without asking any questions, spat out a word, indicating them to leave.
“Who are these demons?
Impersonating Tang Monk’s group?” Lu Fan couldn’t take it anymore and wished to suppress these counterfeits.
“Amitabha, I’m indeed the monk from the Tang Dynasty on a quest to the West to worship Buddha and obtain the True Scripture.
This benefactor mustn’t speak recklessly.” Tang Monk woke up, took a slurp of drool, and then chanted Buddha’s na solemnly.
“Haven’t you already obtained the scriptures?” Lu Fan tested him, without using the word ‘steal’.
“Those are fake.” Tang Monk’s expression was indifferent.
He looked at Zhu Bajie, “The dog at is cooked.
Give a piece, no, the largest one on the left.”
Zhu Bajie gave him a blanket look and did not respond, consuming the at voraciously.
“Can you give us your fake scriptures?” Tang Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.
If they had t the real disciples, a single Sun Monkey would have been enough for them to handle.
But if these were transford from demons, it would be much easier.
At least the psychological pressure was significantly less.
“How much are you willing to pay?” Zhu Bajie mumbled unclearly with his mouth full of dog at.
His dining manners were quite a contrast to his clothing.
“I don’t want money, I want the Daughter Country’s Queen.” Tang Monk spoke, startling everyone.
The other two were even tougher.
“I want one hundred Luci lamps.” This was the collector Sha Wujing.
“A Chang’E, and a job in the Heavenly Court.” Zhu Bajie also asked for the impossible.
“All of you shut up, I can give you the scriptures, but you must get Lord Iron Fan’s Banana Fan in return.” Sun Monkey had a huge presence, his single sentence subdued the three.
“Considering you solved the Inanimate Ming King, you do have so ability.
Hurry up, don’t disappoint .”
Tang Zheng didn’t move, aware that Princess Iron Fan was not easy to provoke but he couldn’t rest without testing out Sun Monkey’s abilities.
“What, you want a fight?
Hmph, Third Brother, I leave this to you.
Bajie, take Master, we’d better go, that gang from the West is catching up.” Sun Monkey whistled and the Ruyi Golden Cudgel flew back into his ear.
Zhu Bajie didn’t hesitate at all, he suddenly picked up the Purple Gold Bowl with a wide-open mouth, poured the dog at into it, then ignoring Tang Monk’s scolding, cut off the rope, carried him on his back, and flew out of the Great Hall.
A black monkey hair shot into Tang Zheng’s hand.
“Take it, it will lead you to , and to Princess Iron Fan!” Sun Monkey left nonchalantly, Tang Zheng’s Trojan Squad didn’t follow since Sha Wujing was blocking the door with a Crescent Shovel.
“Elder Brother, can we kill them all?” Sha Seng stared with his large copper bell-like eyes, suddenly his viciousness erupted, similar to a demon.
“Whatever.” Sun Monkey was just talking earlier, if they couldn’t even handle their brothers, it would be better to go and die.
“Old Sha, hurry up and kill this trash so we can get back on the road.
What Banana Fan, you clearly had your eyes on the Golden Cudgel that Bull Demon King stole.” Zhu Bajie hadn’t finished speaking when he scread, obviously, he had been punched.
Upon hearing Brother’s answer, Sha Seng didn’t hesitate, he shook his Crescent Shovel and pounced on Tang Zheng.
Tang Zheng dodged, took out the Demon Slaying Holy Fla and bombed out, the buckshot hit him, taking away a piece of flesh the size of a fingernail.
Boom, Crescent Shovel pounded a big hole on the floor, then slap in mid-air on the broken stones, shooting them out like hailstones.
The mbers of the Trojan Squad were in chaos.
“Wait!” Tang Zheng stopped Sha Seng.
“What are you doing?
Begging for rcy is useless, because I need to add to my collection.” Sha Seng touching his skeleton necklace, eyed everyone, his gaze finally fixating on Ma Huilan and Qin Yan, “Perfect skulls, top-class.”
“Pervert,” Lu Fan frowned, took out the Wisdom Sword, prepared to fight to death.
“Did you see two humans just now?” Tang Zheng searched everywhere but didn’t spot Huang Jiayuan and Old Yu.
“They’re hiding behind the Buddha statue.” Sha Seng pointed to a statue of Buddha’s Thousand Hands Guanyin, remarking, “Just two cowards, I won’t even dirty my hands killing them.”
The drug dealer, knowing he couldn’t hide any longer, chuckled nervously and walked out, while Old Yu pretended to have a stomach ache, clutching his belly.
The newcors all exited the Great Hall, only sticking their heads in to look.
Tang Zheng originally wanted to discipline these two newcors, but Sha Seng didn’t give him the chance.
“Alright, let’s fight.” Sha Seng swung his Crescent Shovel out like a black lightning, broke the Conquerors’ formation and aid it toward the entrance of the hall.
The scar-faced Liu Hong, lying at the door, saw the Crescent Shovel coming and was about to dodge when he felt a chill on his chest.
Looking down, he saw a massive amount of blood spouting out, a clean cut was made, his upper body slid down and fell to the ground.
The prisoner who had killed three mbers of his boss’s family was dismbered on the spot.
Newbies went pale and ran toward the Square, trying to keep their distance from the Great Hall.
“Heh, you’ll all die!” Sha Seng sprang after the group of newcors like a bird swooping into a forest, completely ignoring the Conquerors left in the Great Hall, with a turn and leap, he chased after the newcors.
“Chase!” Tang Zheng was the first to rush out, with others following him closely.
The young ard policeman was brimming with energy and didn’t think of running away.
He rested the butt of his gun on his shoulder and fired a round at the charging Sha Seng.
Unfortunately, the bullets bounced off, ineffective against his flesh.
One swing of Sha Seng’s arm produced a wind that blew the policeman away.
Then, he caught up with the injured sprinter, swung his arm forcefully, and chopped at the fella’s neck.
The sprinter’s neck was torn apart, and his head flew off, rolling on the ground with a shocked expression that hadn’t faded yet.
As Tang Zheng passed by, the sprinter’s body had just fallen, and the blood that gushed out splattered everywhere.
“Co back, whoever runs, he kills!” Tang Zheng’s words were accurate, the newbies scattered and then ran back in a circle.
Only the thirty-sothing ard policeman was unlucky enough to be chased by Sha Seng.
Sha Seng took off his skull necklace, threw it; the twenty skulls instantly dispersed, resembling buckshot that hit the policeman, tearing him to pieces; chunks of flesh and blood were scattered all around.
(To be continued.
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