Trafford’s Trading Club

Text Volume Chapter 38 ‘Martial Arts Master’

There is such a group of people in an old-fashioned teahouse.

Men and women of different ages, but all sitting on the futon, looked at an old man sitting cross-legged in front of them with piety, and listened to every word that came out of the old man's mouth.

“My soul is troubled to give vent to my words; my heart is troubled to express my lamentations.”

“Wrath kills the fool, jealousy kills the obsessed.”

“Do not follow the counsel of the wicked, do not stand in the way of sinners, do not sit in the seat of the scornful.”

“Whoever desires life, long life, and good blessings, let him keep his tongue from speaking evil and his lips from speaking deceit.”

The old man kept talking eloquently, as if he could warn the world, and everyone was fascinated by it, and even copied it down with pen and paper.

Listening to what the old man said was just something stolen from the sect's teachings of a man who believed in being crucified on the cross, and even though it was stolen directly without any modification, this group of people actually believed it. Take it seriously as an oracle from the spiritual god.

a bunch of idiots.

Ren Ziling couldn't help but think to herself.

She was also among this group of people, but she sat at the end. She quietly reached out and turned the miniature lens hidden in her collar, trying to take as many pictures as possible of the old man in the front, whom these people called the 'spiritual master'.

This is a rare opportunity that she has worked hard to break into the organization during this period, so she needs to seize this opportunity to properly expose this organization called "Spiritual Truth".

"I came from nothingness, and I will leave from nothingness. The appearance of life is vain."

The old man called the 'spiritual master' in front suddenly opened his eyes, waved his hands gently and said: "All living beings are suffering, why don't you take off your clothes?"

Why don't you take off your clothes?

Starting from the spiritual master, everyone showed solemn expressions at this time, stood up, and took off their clothes one by one, leaving nothing behind.

“Why don’t we cleanse each other from our sins?”

Everyone started hugging each other...

Ren Ziling felt something was wrong at first, but now she is really frightened. She thought that there was no way she could stay any longer, and she thought about sneaking away while these people were looking ahead and didn't notice her.

Anyway, what I captured on hand is already exciting enough, and it is also enough to define this organization as illegal and needs to be banned.

But just as she quietly opened the door and slipped out of the corridor, two big men walked towards her. One of them sneered: "Do you want to leave now? The spiritual master's sermon is not over yet."

Ren Ziling took a step back slightly and said with a smile: "I'm just a mortal, I can't understand these big principles. I don't plan to be a free person. If the two eldest brothers like it, just continue... You should be able to compare the programs in it. joy."

"Then let's go together." Another big man smiled sinisterly, "I already knew you had sneaked in!"

Ren Ziling was stunned and ran towards the other side of the corridor without thinking. Unexpectedly, two big men also rushed out from this direction.

At this time, four big men attacked from behind. Ren Ziling took a deep breath and said loudly: "You'd better not mess around. Do you think I would dare to come here without any preparation? Let me tell you, I contacted the police a long time ago... Damn! !”

But the four big men didn't stop at all and flew towards Ren Ziling at the same time.

But she saw Ren Ziling nimbly dodging left and right, and even kicked one of the big men twice, "Tsk, I'm not someone to be trifled with!"

With that said, Ren Ziling did not intend to get into trouble with these four big men. She held the railing with one hand, turned over and jumped down from the second floor of the teahouse towards the lobby.

This teahouse is the stronghold of this organization and is not open at all. No one saw such an action.

Ren Ziling jumped down and landed easily, planning to rush out the door without thinking.

Unexpectedly, after running a few steps, Ren Ziling felt her legs suddenly became weak and she fell directly to the ground. She looked up and saw that the spiritual master had already walked out of the room. He was only wearing a pair of trousers, revealing his strong muscles. He didn't look like an old man at all.

The spiritual master had a terrifying look on his face, and made a strange handprint with his hands in front of his chest. At this moment, he shouted dissatisfied: "You trash, I can't even catch a woman, I have to do it myself! Why don't you hurry up and do it?" Catch him for me?"

what's the situation? Ren Ziling was stunned, feeling that her legs were completely numb and had no feeling. She couldn't help but watch in horror as the four big men rushed down from the upstairs.

She pressed her hands hard on the ground, trying to crawl out, but her hands became numb, and her whole body felt like lead, unable to move.

"Hahaha! Master, this woman is much more beautiful than those idiot believers!"

A big man eagerly walked up to Ren Ziling, with a sinister look on his face, and stretched out his hand to grab Ren Ziling's chest.

Damn it...if I had known earlier, I would have actually called the police before coming here...

Ren Ziling looked at this big man helplessly, but he was a strong man by nature. Although he thought that he might be treated badly, she still thought about how to escape.

At this time, the more you need to calm down.

"Get your dirty hands off!" Ren Ziling suddenly glared at the big man.

The big man was so frightened that he stopped for a moment, but when he thought that he would be frightened by a woman who had no ability to resist, he couldn't help but become angry with embarrassment and said with a ferocious smile: "I'll make you cry later!"

This hand is not going to stop.

Those plump Saintess' peaks were about to be played with casually, and the big man's eyes even showed excitement.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a sharp pain came from the big man's arm... It seemed like he had been hit hard by something!

The big man even felt as if his hand bones had been broken!

It was a long black stick... No, it should be a black stick.

The big man screamed in pain and quickly took two steps back, only to see Ren Ziling's side, who didn't know when, seemed to appear out of thin air.

It was a strange guy dressed in black, with a clown mask on his face and a top hat.

"who are you?"

Basically different sounds are happening at the same time. Ren Ziling asked in surprise, and the spiritual master over there also frowned.

"Call me... well, call me clown."

Just wear a clown mask and become a clown? Isn't this too casual?

Of course, this was what Ren Ziling was thinking... But regardless of her thoughts, the spiritual master snorted coldly at this time: "Hmph, no matter you are a clown or something... catch this idiot who wants to be a hero. !"

The remaining three big men rushed towards the clown at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the clown just waved the black cane in his hand casually, hitting each one accurately, and the force was unusually terrifying. The cane just casually touched the big man's body and swept the person away.

I didn't notice that it was the kind that flew several meters away!

In less than ten seconds, several big men were lying on the ground, wailing in pain.

At this time, the clown looked towards the spiritual master in the corridor on the second floor.

The spiritual master's face changed slightly, he was secretly sweating, and his hands quickly began to form handprints in front of his chest.

Unexpectedly, the clown's long black staff suddenly swept across a tea table nearby, and the black staff hit a white tea cup. The tea cup shot out like a wild horse and accurately hit the spiritual master's wrist bone.

The whole small tea cup even exploded after being smashed, and the spiritual master even screamed, and his wrist bones were shattered.

Under the clown mask, Luo Qiu smiled with satisfaction.

Although it is just an application of the ability to move objects through space, such as telekinesis.

But it looks like a 'martial arts master', so the style of painting is very good...

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