Bulldozing the Jianghu with Muscles!
Chapter 108

Evil Monk Ren Tu

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On the dark mountain ridge, several forces have rushed to the deserted temple.

This abandoned temple was originally an ancient temple with a flourishing incense and many believers, named Wulongyuan. It was later reduced to ruins due to a fire.

After the flames raged, most of the temple's buildings collapsed.

Today, except for the dilapidated Guanyin Hall which still barely stands in the mountains, the other magnificent halls no longer exist, leaving only broken walls and ruins.

Within the Guanyin Hall.

An ancient, dilapidated statue of Guanyin Buddha, which still shows signs of compassion, stands on a high lotus platform, overlooking everything below.

At this time, under the Buddha statue, a middle-aged man knelt on the ground, holding a pale child in his arms, grief-stricken and sobbing.

"Hu'er, Hu'er..."

As the saying goes: 'A man doesn't shed tears easily because he hasn't reached the point of sadness'.

Now the middle-aged man's tears were pouring out like a fountain, dripping continuously on the child's clothes, but the child remained motionless, which showed that something unexpected had happened to the child.

"Mr. Zheng, if you know who I am, please hand over 'Blood Ganoderma'. Grandpa will be happy to let you live!"

The person who spoke was a sturdy man named Wan Hao, known as 'Skull Splitter' in the world.

He once defeated Qingzhou Moyun Villa outside Yuanwu County with one person's power and only one pair of fists. He also fought his way out of Qingzhou Prefectural Yamen's heavy siege, making countless Constable policemen frightened by the news.

In addition to this person, there are also many martial arts masters and gang forces gathered in this palace.

The ones who can be called second-rate masters are a man in black clothes and a sword, an old beggar wearing rags and smelling bad, a middle-aged woman with a smile on her face, an evil monk holding a Zen staff, and Vincent with a cold face.

This man in black clothes and holding a sword is Gang Leader of Heavenly Wolf Gang, nicknamed 'Night Hawk'. Sword Skill is known for his fierceness and ruthless attacks.

The ragged old beggar is nicknamed 'Broken Bowl'. Although he looks slovenly, he is the helmsman of the Shangjin Prefecture Beggar Gang. He has weird and unpredictable palm skills and unfathomable strength.

The middle-aged woman's name is Hua Gu. She always has a kind smile on her face. She is a master of Hundred Flowers Tower. Hua Gu is good at using poison. Her poison is colorless and odorless, making it difficult to guard against.

Although the remaining evil monks 'Rentu' and 'Cold-faced Scholar' Li Xinghan do not belong to any martial arts forces, they are also second-rate masters with well-known names in the Yunzhou martial arts world.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air. The eyes of these people were focused on a middle-aged man under the Buddha statue.

This middle-aged man is the victim of this incident, the owner of the Hundred Herbs Hall - Zheng Shanren.

He let out a shrill wail, and after several times, he suddenly raised his head.

His eyes swept over the people from all walks of life who surrounded the main hall, his eyes filled with endless hatred and despair.

"I, Hundred Herbs Hall, have been based in Shangjin Prefecture for decades. I have always been adhering to the ancestral precepts of being charitable and helping the world. I have never thought of being an enemy of others.

You, these crazy gangsters, broke into my medicine hall indiscriminately, smashed everything they saw, killed everyone they saw, and now they have even harmed my family Hu'er. Where is the justice of heaven, where is the justice of heaven!"

The ragged old beggar picked his ears and said, "Zheng, don't talk nonsense and put the shit basin on our heads. It was the thief monk who killed your whole family, not us."

Hua Gu smiled and said, "I, Hundred Flowers Tower, came here today just to do business with the Hundred Herbs Hall!"

Li Xinghan said weakly, "A famous doctor once said that this 'Blood Ganoderma' can cure my illness. I am here today, asking for only one dose of medicine to save my life. I have no intention of harming anyone."

"Hahaha... haven't you Hundred Herbs Hall always said that 'the world's illnesses are shared by doctors'? The Sa family has a strange disease. A doctor once said that the disease can be relieved by taking human blood. The day Sa family fell ill, it was your disciple who personally promised to cure me!" Evil Monk Ren Tu laughed wildly.

After hearing this, Zheng Shanren's eyes widened with rage. He looked around, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, pointed at Evil Monk Ren Tu and said, "Which of you helps me kill this evil monk, I will give you 'Blood Ganoderma' as a reward."

As soon as these words came out, there was a sudden silence in the hall.

Everyone looked at each other, seeming to be weighing the pros and cons.

Suddenly, a rough voice broke the silence. "Zheng Shanren, do you think you can make us kill each other with such a simple method of sowing discord? You are too naive."

The speaker was none other than Evil Monk Ren Tu. His eyes were as sharp as a razor blade, sweeping over everyone present, as if he was warning everyone present not to act rashly.

Heavenly Wolf Gang Leader Night Hawk said with a smile, "I think what Mr. Zheng said is reasonable. Why don't we join forces to make this thief monk and divide 'Blood Ganoderma' into several parts? What do you think?"

As soon as Night Hawk finished speaking, the sword in his hand was unsheathed and pointed directly at Evil Monk Ren Tu.

Night Hawk's proposal obviously touched the interests of everyone present, and for a while, the originally tense atmosphere became even more tense.

"Hmph, Night Hawk, do you think we can't see your little thoughts?" Wan Hao sneered, "However, this proposal is interesting. As long as I can get 'Blood Ganoderma', I don't mind dealing with this thief monk first."

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