Super Hero Monk: Hormones Journey to the West

Chapter 281 Half a Year Later
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Watch carefully.

A group of men dressed in suits and with slicked-back hair sat on the newly opened "Huangfengling Express" train, speeding westward.

Outside the window, the summer sun blazes, and sandstorms rage.

Even though the business class cabin has introduced Remy Electromechanical's latest "powerful" central air conditioning, the air inside is still a bit stuffy.

"Damn it, that bald monk Anxin's appetite is getting bigger and bigger!"

Gao Cuisheng hung up the voice message and stood in front of a dining table by the window, swirling a glass of red wine. Her lips looked like they were stained with blood as she said unhappily:

"Brother, why don't we go there this time and bring it up with Master Tang in person, and see if we can find a way to get rid of him?"

Gao Cuiqiang lowered her head, swiping the iPhone on the table with her left hand, while writing carefully in a small notebook with her right hand, and said:

"It's just a dog raised by Guanyin. It has a big appetite, so just throw it more bones to feed it."

"Now that we are in Tibet, there is only one thing we cannot do, which is to arouse suspicion at the Guanyin Temple."

"Broaden your perspective, huh?"

After saying that, he looked up and gave a powerful smile.

"Alright, alright, let's not talk about it anymore," Gao Cuisheng took a sip of wine and stared at the iPhone on the table. "Brother, what are you looking at again? It's been going on for ages."

"A summary of Mr. Tang's speech at the meeting. Every time I read it, I gain new insights."

Gao Cuiqiang waved the small notebook filled with dark characters and read aloud:
“‘Standing on the wheels of history, one can be on par with gods with a mortal body’... Master Tang’s words are truly insightful.”

“Every word is a gem.”

Gao Cuisheng smiled and said:
"Master Tang is indeed awesome and forceful."

"What impressed me most was what he said: people always overestimate the strength of those they can't reach and over-glorify the beauty of those they can't reach. Once you do reach them, you'll find that they actually smell bad when they poop."

"Do you remember when you were little, your father got drunk and accidentally knocked over the Guanyin statue on the altar. How scared our whole family was?"
"Now it seems that the so-called World Honored Ones, Bodhisattvas, and Prajna Buddhas are just people with slightly higher combat power."

"Moreover, times have changed now."

“If I encountered a monster while walking at night outside the village before, I would probably be scared to death. Now, if I run into someone who doesn’t know what’s good for them, I’ll just show them what truth is.”

As he spoke, he lifted the hem of his suit jacket, revealing a "Wave Ning Air" belt around his waist, a design he had conceived and that Tang Ye had put forward.

This semi-automatic magic gun, which cannot be mass-produced at present, not only has the power of the Air2 revolver, but also features a special gun body engraved with an improved talisman of "Calming the Waves Divine Talisman" and inlaid with a Seven Star Gathering Spirit Pearl, which can greatly reduce recoil.

Even an ordinary person who has not yet condensed their core can kill a Nascent Soul cultivator by holding it.

This is the truth.

Gao Cuiqiang looked at her younger brother's masterpiece, smiled first, and then said:
"Besides studying these fighting and killing things, you should also think more about the content of the gang meetings. You must thoroughly understand the spirit that Master Tang conveys so that you can carry it out when you do things."

"Lanlan does this better than you."

"You're right, those high and mighty gods are nothing special."

"As long as our Gao family follows the organization closely, we can gradually ascend to the Heavenly Palace, just like them now, ruling the Three Realms and living forever!"

"knew"

Gao Cuisheng drawled in response, took out her phone to check the time, and then said:
"We should be close to the Liusha Ferry. Lanlan has made arrangements. We'll take Xiaochen and Yaoyao directly to the Sumeru Cabin, which is specially used by Dongxi Logistics to pick up and drop off VIPs. The rest of us will pretend to be a caravan heading to Moshengdu and take the boat normally."

Gao Cuiqiang nodded, then turned her gaze back to the phone screen, as if trying to extract every last drop of essence from the words.

Just then, a commotion suddenly came from the other end of the carriage, and a series of footsteps headed straight for the regular carriages.

"What's wrong?" Gao Cuisheng turned around and called out.

Gao Xiaolong's voice came hurriedly: "Xiao Chen and the others got into a fight with a child in an ordinary carriage. The other party... seems to be no ordinary person. I'll take some people to check it out right away."

Ah this?

Gao Cuiqiang immediately frowned, got up, and rushed over with Gao Cuisheng.

As soon as they stepped into the carriage where the accident occurred, they felt a chill run down their spines. They felt that even without air conditioning, the place was eerily quiet, with a terrifying atmosphere reminiscent of a morgue.

Meanwhile, Xiaolong, Xiaohu, and the others blocking the way were already on high alert, their hands already on their pistols, their eyes fixed on the three women in Tang suits and a sallow-faced, thin little girl with gloomy eyes.

"stop!"

Knowing that this was not a good place to cause trouble, Gao Cuiqiang shouted and immediately pushed his men to the front to check. What he saw shocked him. His own son, Gao Xiaochen, whom he had with his first wife, Chen, before he became successful, was lying on the ground, unable to get up and even make a sound.

The remote-controlled car he had been playing with was now in the hands of that strange little girl.

"What happened? Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen?" Gao Cuiqiang hurriedly squatted down.

“It’s her, she must be a monster,” one of the henchmen said, pointing at the strange little girl. “Young Master and Yao Yao were playing here just now. She grabbed Young Master’s remote control car. Young Master said a few words to her, and she raised her hand and poked Young Master’s chest, and Young Master fell down.”

Upon hearing this, Gao Cuiqiang immediately pulled open her son's collar and was shocked to see a black spot on his chest, which spread out along the veins, turning bluish-black and spreading over a large area.

"This is poisoning! Damn it, hand over the antidote right now!"

Gao Cuisheng's eyes were bloodshot with rage. Seeing that the poison was about to reach his heart, he immediately drew the Zhenli sword from his waist and pointed it at the other party.

However, although he has consumed many miraculous medicines in recent years, and under the personal, hands-on, mouth-to-mouth guidance of a female private instructor from the Dongzi Sect, he has achieved an internal strength comparable to that of a grandmaster.

But the three vixens opposite him reacted incredibly quickly. The instant he drew his gun, all six pairs of round pupils shrank and turned vertical.

The power of the magic spear has long been renowned throughout the Three Realms.

The two older, wicked women's expressions changed, their eyes flashing with murderous intent. Before the gun barrels could be fully raised, they moved with lightning speed, their hands like venomous snakes spitting out their tongues, one on the left and one on the right, their sharp fingers aimed straight at his heart and carotid artery.

The speed is very fast~
The only one in the powerful gang to react was Gao Cuisheng's private tutor from the "Dongzimen" sect.

However, due to the narrow space and the opponent's speed, she could only pull Gao Cuisheng to block the attack aimed at his neck.

Meanwhile, another attack followed closely, relentlessly pursuing Gao Cuisheng's heart, determined to pierce it!
It's too late, but it's soon.

In the moment of 0.012 seconds~
A radiant robe appeared out of thin air, and the woman wearing it chased after her from behind, subdued the demoness, and pushed her into the middle of the nearby sleeping berth.

The woman parted her red lips slightly, about to speak, but Gao Cuisheng, who had escaped the disaster, was so shocked by the sudden turn of events that he could no longer hold back and pulled the trigger with a tremor in his hand.

Eight points of crimson light were fired in an instant. Driven by a small amount of recoil, they formed a vertical line.

The arrows were aimed at the woman's long, slender thighs, her mysterious valley, her plump belly, her graceful waist, her magnificent breasts, her delicate collarbone, her rosy lips, and her beautiful eyes.

The woman was startled. Considering the little girl behind her and the possibility that the bullet would penetrate into more carriages behind, she did not choose to dodge to the side.

With a swift movement, he raised both hands and flung out countless shimmering scale blades, blocking the way in front of him.

The sounds were intense, and sparks flew everywhere.

Eight crimson rays shot into the suspended scale array in an instant, with only one bullet deflecting its direction and breaking through the encirclement.

The woman dodged, and her fair skin blushed red, leaving a bloody mark.

"Wife!" a witch shouted sharply. Seeing that the Gao family's men had drawn their magic spears in fright, she immediately tried to rush forward again.

"Stop!"

The woman immediately stopped them, looking at the horrified brothers:

"I know you. Calm down first. It's important to detoxify this child quickly."

Looking at the dazzling, rare treasure robe on her body, Gao Cuiqiang had a bold idea suddenly pop into his mind. He suppressed his emotions and signaled his men to put down their guns.

The woman glanced at Gao Xiaochen's condition, and without bothering to wipe the blood off his face, immediately had someone help him to the bed and cast a spell to detoxify him.

……

On the banks of the Liusha River, at a secluded smuggling site.

The two women met unexpectedly.

Each cup weighs 0.46 kilograms and is the head of the Shapo Liangshan Mountain, Baizhangqing.

Each cup weighs 0.64 kilograms and belongs to Gao Cuilan, the director of the Specialty Production Division of the Rebellious Society.

Upon seeing the latter also appear there, the former's beautiful eyes revealed an undisguised mix of three parts doubt, three parts disdain, and four parts a fierce glint.

The thought of her beloved husband always praising her as "very capable" and handing over two powerful business groups that he had originally managed to her last month only fueled the fierce glint in her eyes. She felt an urge to find a deserted place to bury her.

When Gao Cuilan saw her, a flicker of surprise crossed her beautiful eyes, but she quickly smiled, stepped forward, bowed, and said:
"Little Qing, what brings you here?"

"I can come and go as I please, is it any of your business? Do you think that just because my husband handed over the entire logistics company to you, this place belongs to you?"

(End of this chapter)