Chapter 2338: Ye God is so fate

Seeing a monk in Bangkok is as normal as seeing a supermarket on the street.
But it is not normal.
Because Lovesky felt the pain!
He felt a pat on his shoulder, and the moment he looked back in shock, he felt a sharp pain in his back.
wrong!
It is a sharp pain in the chest.
Not right! !
It is the back of the heart, and the chest pains together! ! !
Lovesky was very strange, and when he looked down subconsciously, he saw a sharp knife bursting out of his chest.
On the tip of the knife, there was still a drop of fresh blood.
"It turns out that this monk, taking advantage of my unpreparedness, stabbed me in the back and stabbed me to the heart."
Lovsky finally understood, but because it was not fatal for the time being, he raised his head with difficulty, with all his strength, yelled: "Who are you? Why, kill me!!?"
This monk, about 60 years old, has a clean appearance and a half-foot-long gray beard under his jaw. Under the lights of the river and the outline lights of the buildings in the distance, he looks very elegant and dusty, like a worldly eminent monk.
Even when he assassinated Lovesky, his face was kind, not as if he was killing people, but as if he was surrounded by lanterns to prevent moths from fighting the fire.
Lovesky's biggest roar, full force, can only be heard by the two of them.
The old monk with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, smiled and replied: "Poor monks at the Reclining Buddha Temple, the known guest monks quit killing.
Quit killing?
Since it is quit killing, why do you want to kill again?
Lovesky wanted to ask this question very much, but the rush of life made him unable to stand anymore, and slowly fell to his knees in front of the master of killing.
Some people on the road in the distance, after seeing this scene, thought that Lovesky was influenced by the master of abstinence, and he was paying respects.
With the subordinate beside him.
His subordinate has reached the pinnacle with his respect for the master of quit killing.
Of course, no one noticed, he had long since died of anger.
When Lovesky was about to close his eyes, he opened them suddenly! !
He finally understood.
This master of abstinence may be the murderer who killed David Bai, stole the Hope No. 1 formula, and invited Graf to come here alone.
People, I just told Lovesky that he is from the Reclining Buddha Temple.
Lovesky raised his hand fiercely, grabbed the monk's robe of the master of Quit Killing, and vomited blood in his mouth, vaguely: "It turns out that you killed David Bai. To train Graf into a puppet, take Li Nanfang's ---- "
After speaking of this, Lovesky ended his life.
Do not look down.
He was really unwilling to die.
The Master of Quit Killing has a word, hoping that his heroic soul will not be far away, and he will be willing to: "In order to get Hope One, support Graf as a puppet and get more benefits, how much effort have we spent in the past six months? Next, we will have to How much risk do you take to deal with those evildoers? But you, a group of dogs, dare to appetite. Amitabha, the benefactor is not dead, the Buddha can hardly agree."
"Go well. Your subordinates are all in hell, waiting for your reunion. Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, good, good."
When the quit master was muttering words, he always stared at Graf by the river, stared at her slender waist, round buttocks, and fully imagined the beauty of spring. After a long while, he swallowed his saliva, turned around, and left.
He didn't want to go.
At the very least, he didn't want to stare at Graf for a long while and just leave it empty-handed.
But it must go.
Although the young woman is beautiful, she is extremely sexy, and even more attractive than a ripe peach, he can't touch it.
All he can do is kill.
The male protagonist who taught Graf to be devoted to Buddha can only be rebooting, the Zen master of the Reclining Buddha Temple.
As soon as the master of quit killing had left, several novice monks appeared, chanting that the two donors were drunk, so go back and rest.
A few minutes later, the bodies of the two of Lovesky were gone.
Even the blood on the ground was gone.
The wind, mixed with the noise on the other side of the river, swept across the water, and when it blew over here, it swept away the last blood.
God, it was finally dark.
Graf, finally feeling cold, slowly turned around, raised his hand to support the headset, and said faintly: "I'm going back."
In the headset, Lovsky’s voice came later: "Okay. Sister-in-law, go ahead, I will protect you in secret."
After speaking, Lovesky coughed a few times.
As if I had a cold, my voice was a bit wrong.
Graf didn't care.
Don't say he caught a cold, even if he was killed by the murderer of David White, Graf would not have the slightest sadness.
The hotel where Graf stayed was not far from here, but not too close.
Walk, about forty minutes.
In normal times, Graf had to take a taxi even if he was not driving.
Tonight, she didn't want to take a car.
Taking advantage of this sexy, mature but even more hateful smelly skin, when you are still free, walking more is the last good memory.
When Graf came to an intersection, he looked back lightly.
A few tens of meters behind her, there was a man wearing a blue-gray monk robe, wearing a hat that the people like to wear.
She knew that it was Lovesky.
If Lovesky wanted to be a oriole that preyed on praying mantises, it would be the best choice to pretend to be a pilgrim worshipping Buddha and lodge at the Wat Pho.
Wat Pho is the largest temple in Bangkok. It covers a large area and has many monks, both domestically and overseas.
Zhike monks receive hundreds of believers from all walks of life every day.
It is said that the Reclining Buddha Temple received the largest number of believers in one day, reaching thousands of people. Who would doubt that Lovesky was the oriole hiding in the dark?
Graf despised, chuckled silently, turned his head, and moved on.
After a few hundred meters out, it is a more famous street in Bangkok. There are many bars with a special product of the country, performing various performances.
Tourists from all over the world walked slowly while talking and laughing among the lights.
Graf, of course, was not interested in this, and there was something in his arms when he avoided a monk who came oncoming.
It's a small rucksack.
She was taken aback, and the monk's yin-yin voice came in her ear: "Go back to the hotel and look again!"
Before Graf could react, the monk walked away.
In the blink of an eye, I can't see it.
"What is in this rucksack?"
With this question in mind, Graf quickened his pace.
Ten minutes later, she came to the door of the hotel lobby and looked back.
Lovesky, had stopped, standing in the shadow under the trees on the side of the road.
After watching Graf walk into the hall, Lovesky let out a chuckle.
That smile was actually very soft and delicate.
There is also a trace of uncontrollable pride: "If you are a puppet, it is your destiny. Then, you can only be a puppet for Master Li. Not those, false monks. Alas, against the landlord’s wife, and the king The double summoning decree, intervening in this matter without authorization, will have serious consequences. I hope they can forgive me for my painstaking efforts. Alas, the night is so fate.
Unfortunately, Graf did not hear two sighs in succession.
In the room.
Under the lights.
Graf looked at the contents of his rucksack, his pale face, gradually blushing.
In his eyes, there was constant shame and flickering.
She bit her lip and cursed lowly: "Despicable!"
She raised her hand and swept the latest love dress on the floor.
However, there is an envelope falling down.
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