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0518: What is the West Factory? For Lu Xinfeng(2/2)

Jiang Dali nodded slightly, glanced at Chida like cold lightning, pointed angrily and said, "Whether you, the great monk, have good intentions or evil intentions, before the matter is clear, the leader of this village will capture him first."

If you say it again, if you are innocent, the leader of this village will naturally let you go."

"What??"

Chida looked startled and took a step back, scolding angrily, "Donor Jiang, you are too aggressive. The poor monk has already explained to you, but you still want to capture the poor monk as a prisoner?

I am a humble monk who is always a guest of the emperor in Mongolia. This time I am here at the invitation of the emperor of Ming Dynasty. How dare you be so rude?"

"Golden Wheel."

Jiang Dali's face was stern, and his eyes were scattered, "The leader of this village is willing to capture you, not to kill you, but to give you a chance to repent and explain. You should be moved, instead of yelling at my leader.

It's better for you to tie your hands and be captured now than to resist and be beaten to a disability by the leader of the village. It's your choice!"

"You are going too far! Even if this poor monk loses to you today, he will never accept this humiliation."

Chida's face turned red and he shouted angrily. He stretched out his hands and heard several buzzing sounds, like the sound of strong wind cutting through the air.

Several golden wheels burst out with bright light and flew out from his sleeves, accompanied by powerful infuriating energy surrounding his body, full of cold and sharp aura.

"slow!!"

At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came.

More than a dozen figures dressed in Western factory attire suddenly filed in from outside the inn. The first one had a beautiful face but was extremely feminine. He walked very fast and resolutely, like a swallow leaping to the third floor in three strokes of water, facing everyone.

He cupped his fist slightly.

"Master of Jiangzhai, Jinlun Dharma King, you and others are all distinguished guests personally invited by the Emperor.

I would like to ask you both to give me a face in Xichang and let us live in harmony and not to hurt the harmony over some trivial matters."

Jiang Dali crossed his arms across his chest, looked at the extremely handsome and feminine eunuch, and said coldly, "I've heard of Xichang, but who are you?"

The feminine man held up his hands like flowers and opened the cloak behind his back. A smile appeared on his face that was too pale to look like a normal person and said, "Xichang, Yuhuatian. I have met the leader of Jiangzhai."

"Yuhuatian?"

Jiang Dali was surprised and thought, "I have heard of your name, but your weight is not enough. Even if Dongchang Cao Zhengchun comes today, my village leader said that he must capture this great monk."

No one can control the capture."

Yuhuatian's eyes turned cold and he said in a deep voice, "Is it possible that the leader of the village is so unwilling to give me West Factory face? If the East Factory can take care of things, I, the West Factory, can also take care of them. If the East Factory can't take care of things, I, the West Factory, must take care of them even more."

.Behead first and report later, royal authority granted.

Could it be that the leader of the village doesn’t even pay attention to me, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty?”

"Noisy!!"

Jiang Dali frowned, his eyes showed a dangerous light and impatience, "Who do you think the West Factory is? The leader of this village will give you three breaths to retreat immediately, otherwise you will have no eyes for fists and feet. No matter what factory you are, I will let this

The factory closed down!”

"Amitabha!"

Chida clasped his hands together, his robes billowing all over his body, and scolded him with anger on his face, "Donor Jiang, you are bullying me too much! You are so aggressive, I will fight you today! Ha!!"

His arms and sleeves shook.

The buzzing sound shook the air one after another.

Seven or eight golden wheels immediately traced out trajectories, cutting out sharp air waves and shock waves, approaching Jiang Dali.

For a moment, golden light flashed randomly, and the sound of breaking through the sky was loud...

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Chapter completed!
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