svetikya Chapter 1160
Chapter 1160
"Clang!" With a sound.
The machete in Pasang's hand fell to the ground.
His legs softened and he knelt on the ground, begging for mercy in fear and trepidation, "Sir, spare my life! I, I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, I won't dare to do it again."
The man in front of him was someone that even his big boss couldn't beat, and he even took away all of his big boss's property. Even if Pasang had a hundred courages, he wouldn't dare to go against such a fierce man!
When he thought of what he had just said, Pasang wanted to travel back and slap himself hard.
At this moment, seeing that Pasang, whom he had called for support, actually knelt down and begged for mercy to Ye Xiao, the stall owner's head "buzzed!" and he was extremely dizzy.
He didn't even notice that the pipe in his hand had fallen to the ground.
What's going on?
Aren't they just two tourists from Dragon Country? Even if the woman had some money and the man had some kung fu, it wouldn't make his nephew, a big gangster in Jincheng, kneel down and beg for mercy!
More than a dozen cotton country vendors were also confused by this. Could it be that they had offended a big man that even Pasang couldn't afford to offend?
These are not fat sheep at all, they are clearly two plague gods!
"Pasang, you, what are you doing, get up and deal with them!"
The street stall owner was still unwilling, that was 20 million Dragon Country currency! He didn't want himself to miss out on a huge sum of money.
Hearing the street stall owner's words, Pasang really wanted to chop this old uncle with a knife, who had no vision. Didn't he see that he had knelt down and begged for mercy? He still wanted to let himself provoke Ye Xiao. Even if he had nine lives, it would not be enough for the other party to crush him to death!
"Shut up!" Pasang angrily scolded the street stall owner.
"If you don't want to die, kneel down and kowtow to this gentleman and lady. Otherwise, even if the gods in the temple come back to life, they can't save you."
"This...this..."
Pasang's fierce roar made the stall owner sober up.
He could tell that Pasang was not joking. If he didn't do it, he would be killed.
So the stall owner knelt down in front of Ye Xiao with a "thump!".
"Uncle, I was blinded by lard just now and didn't know your true identity. Please forgive me for not hurting you and this lady!"
As he spoke, the stall owner kowtowed his head on the ground with a "bang bang!" sound.
At this time, he was terrified. He was thinking of robbing the money of a person who couldn't even afford to offend his nephew and knelt down as soon as he met him. Isn't this provoking?
Seeing that the stall owner and Pasang had knelt down, more than a dozen cotton vendors followed suit, dragging their bodies and tremblingly knelt to Ye Xiao and begged for mercy.
Ye Xiao looked at the people kneeling on the ground with indifference, and found it very ridiculous.
These people who make a living in the thousand-year-old temple have not been influenced by Buddhism at all. They value money as their life, and for money, they even collude to rob and extort.
It seems that most of the time, Buddha is useless. The only ones who can punish these people are the law and people who are tougher than the other party.
"Pasang, take these people and turn yourself in to the Jincheng Police Station."
"You must not use any means to get rid of your crimes. I will have people watching you. If you violate it, you don't have to live in this world anymore, wasting air."
Ye Xiao said in a cold tone, like a sculpture without any emotion.
"Yes, yes, I will go and turn myself in now!" After hearing this, Pasang nodded and agreed.
Turning themselves in would only mean a period of time in jail. If the man in front of them were to keep an eye on them, he would be able to crush them all to death even if he moved his little finger.
"Thank you, sir, spare my life!"
"Thank you, sir, spare my life!"
The stall owner and a group of vendors all responded in unison.
After that, they even threw away their belongings for food and scrambled towards the temple exit.
Soon, there was only a mess outside the courtyard gate.
"Ahem!"
After everyone left, Ye Xiao coughed twice, and his peripheral vision seemed to sweep towards Yu Haitang beside him, who was still holding his arm tightly.
Although Ye Xiao enjoyed it, he still had to put things in perspective, and the two were just friends now!
Yu Haitang blushed immediately and quickly explained: "I'm sorry, I was too scared just now, so..."
As she spoke, Yu Haitang's voice became smaller and smaller, and even Ye Xiao, who had the hearing of a divine warrior, could hardly hear it.
Ye Xiao grinned and chuckled: "Let's go firstGo back!"
At this point, Ye Xiao was naturally very clear about Yu Haitang's thoughts.
As a normal man, it is impossible for him to have no feelings for Yu Haitang at all, but he still couldn't figure out whether the other party had a good impression of him because of gratitude, or because they had been in contact for a long time and had developed feelings for him.
If it was the former, he was worried that he would be like Shangguan Qiuwei in the future, and the two of them would not be able to get along in the end.
Even if it was the latter, Ye Xiao hoped that Yu Haitang could calm down, at least let Yu Haitang know him better before making a decision.
As for his other women, Ye Xiao didn't want to give up any of them, and this was not something that all women could accept.
"Oh!" Yu Haitang nodded.
Just as the two turned around and were about to walk out of the temple, suddenly, a voice chanting the Buddha's name reached their ears.
"Amitabha! "
The voice sounded very old, giving people a sense of timelessness, just like a thousand-year-old statue in this thousand-year-old temple spoke.
Yu Haitang only felt that her whole body and soul could not move at this moment.
Ye Xiao frowned, he knew that since he entered the temple, he had sensed the existence waiting for him.
He slowly turned his head and looked in the direction of the voice, and saw an old monk with a particularly peculiar temperament.
He was wearing a white monk's robe, his body was spotless, his face and forehead were full of wrinkles, and a pair of white eyebrows were like willow branches. , hanging down several inches long.
The first impression the old monk gave Ye Xiao was that he was old, like a rotten tree.
The second impression was that he was powerful, like a Buddhist Vajra.
Ye Xiao instinctively explored the old monk's cultivation, and after a moment he couldn't help but be shocked.
Late stage of seeing the gods!
Cotton Country actually has such a master?
Is he an enemy or a friend?
Ye Xiao's brows knitted even tighter.
Now, although he has the perception of the late stage of seeing the gods, his realm is only the early stage of seeing the gods. He can still be undefeated against a warrior in the middle stage of seeing the gods, but this person is in the late stage of seeing the gods!
If he is an enemy, then he has almost no chance of winning, not to mention that Yu Haitang is by his side.