C818 Salivate!
C818 Salivate!
However, while he was sprinting, there was a figure blocking his way. The Spirit Stinger suddenly stopped and gloomily sized up the person in front of him.
He was a monk with gentle eyes and kind eyes.
Impressively, it was the disappearing Grandmaster Yichan!
"Amitabha!"
Then, he looked at the Stabbing Soul and said: "Benefactor, your killing intent is too great. It would be better to let the butcher knife stand on the ground and become Buddha, and follow this old monk into the void gate."
"Old bald donkey, get out of my way!"
Stabbing Soul took out his gun and aimed at the monk's head. He sneered, "I think you're going to the Western Paradise to find Buddha to chant!"
"Good, good, good!"
He took a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Stabbing Soul. The latter's face changed to shock, and before he could react, the gun in his hand had already reached him.
Ka-cha! *
The First Buddhist Master clenched his fist, and the pistol became a lump of iron.
He once again clasped his hands together and softly said, "Amitabha, for the sake of mercy and benevolence, the benefactor must not kill again."
Stabbing Soul was beyond shocked, and a storm of shock raged in his heart. He cried out in disbelief: "How is this possible!"
How could a monk who only knew how to eat and recite scriptures possibly possess such formidable strength!
Stabbing Soul refused to believe what was happening as he quickly retreated, pulling a distance away from the monk. As he retreated, his shoulder shook and the MX200 on his back appeared in his hand. He aimed it at the monk!
But what made Stabbing Soul despairing was that just as he was about to aim, he lost sight of the monk. At this time, a Zen Master's pitying voice rang in his ears, "Amitabha, Almsgiver is unrepentant. This old monk can only help you put down the butcher knife."
Seeing his actions, the Spirit Stabbing Fist flew out and the MX200 in his hand was grabbed by the Zen Master. Just like the pistol, the MX200 was lightly grasped by the Zen Master and turned into a piece of scrap metal.
The Spirit Stinger landed heavily on the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. His eyes rolled over as he fainted.
"Amitabha!"
One Zen Master shouted out a number and went over to pull up the Stabbing Soul. Just like that, the Stabbing Soul dragged his feet on the ground like a dead dog.
"..."
The bullet grazed Li Mo's left arm. Although it only grazed past his arm, the MX200 bullet's power was not to be underestimated. It directly grazed away a piece of the flesh on Li Mo's arm.
Afterwards, he went to the hospital in time, and did not cause too much damage. He only needed to stay at home to peacefully recover from his injuries.
Zuo Zuo was filled with guilt towards Li Mo. If it wasn't for her willfulness, she definitely would've climbed the mountain, and Li Mo wouldn't have gotten injured because of this.
If she wasn't standing there foolishly and didn't know how to dodge, Li Mo wouldn't have rushed out to save her.
It was all her fault!
In order to make up for the debt he owed Li Mo, Zuo Zuo Zuo handed over all the work in the company to the people below to take care of. She also instructed the people below to not bother her unless it was a matter of principle concerning the failure of the company.
Zuo Zuo had to take care of this guy at home!
As usual, she went to and from work, but the person who sent her was Sun Yin.
"..."
Due to his injuries, Li Mo took the opportunity to sleep lazily. It had been a long time since he had a peaceful sleep.
Desire is good, but reality is cruel.
Li Mo was still lying on his bed. In his dream, he was fighting with Lord Zhou's daughter. Unexpectedly, Zuo Zuo barged in and shouted, "That Li guy, get up!"
She wanted to directly pull off her blanket, but thinking that this guy had a habit of sleeping without clothes, she quickly retracted her hand.
Li Mo opened his blurry eyes and said in despair, "Zuo Zuo, can you let me sleep a little more on account of me saving you?"
"The hospital said that your hand was injured, so you need to exercise more. Only then will you be able to recover."
Zuo Zuo Zuo smiled and said, "Also, I made you a pot of bone porridge this morning. Hurry up and get some."
"Are you sure you can do it!?"
Li Mo was deeply suspicious of this. This woman's fingers weren't even touched by the Yang Spring Water, and she hadn't even been to the kitchen for a few times. She probably couldn't even distinguish between salt and sugar, and was even learning from someone else's porridge.
Zuo Zuo looked at him expressionlessly and said coldly, "Are you going to eat or not?"
"Eat, eat, eat!"
Li Mo braced himself and agreed. Forget it, he would just be a mouse for this woman!
"..."
"Come, open your mouth."
After Li Mo brushed his teeth and washed his face, Zuo Zuo had already filled up the porridge and was waiting for him. The moment he sat down, the woman took the initiative to feed him.
"Eh."
Li Mo's expression slightly changed and he quickly rejected, "No, no, no, no, my right hand is fine, I can do it myself."
What a joke!
If it was Lu Jian who was feeding him this, Li Mo would definitely wish for it. However, Zuo Zuo this woman was a bit embarrassed.
After all, their relationship …
What's more, Zuo Zuo was his wife's best friend, and the rabbit wouldn't eat grass by the side of his nest! How could he …
Zuo Zuo said expressionlessly, "Hey, just eat. Where's all this nonsense coming from!"
As she said that, the woman scooped up a spoonful of soup and stuffed it into Li Mo's mouth. The latter quickly sucked in a mouthful of air and said in a bad mood: "Damn, aren't you feeding me? You want to burn me to death!"
"Sorry, sorry, I didn't do it on purpose!"
Zuo Wuji blushed with shame, but this was also the first time she fed food to someone else. Wasn't it normal for someone to have no experience?
Hu hu!
The second time, Zuo Zuo had gotten some experience. He put it in his mouth and kept exhaling. After confirming that the temperature could be swallowed, he sent it to Li Mo.
Li Mo looked at her with a darkened face as he said in a speechless manner, "Can you not intentionally spit on it?"
"Nonsense!"
Zuo Zuo straightened his face and said disdainfully, "Grandmother isn't that disgusting, I just couldn't help but taste a little. Don't worry, even if you had saliva, it wouldn't poison you to death. It's not like you have saliva when you kiss your little sweethearts. You can still swallow it …"
"…"
Li Mo had been completely defeated by this woman. The affair of kissing had turned into an incomparably disgusting thing with Zuo Zuo's words.
Are you going to let me kiss you in the future?
Li Mo looked at Zuo Zuo, not saying anything. His position was very clear, he just didn't want to eat porridge with saliva on it.
Zuo Wuji chuckled and grabbed the guy's chin before stuffing him in and threatened, "Aunt will personally feed you. Don't even think about it! I'm giving you face!"
Li Mo looked at Zuo Zuo with a wronged expression and grudgingly said, "Zuo, you need to know that I'm an injured person and a sick person. If you treat me like this, won't your conscience hurt?"
"What is conscience? Can it be eaten?"
Zuo Wuji sinisterly said, "Stop pretending to be pitiful. Open your mouth and finish the pot of porridge in the kitchen today. Otherwise, you're dead. Even Jesus won't be able to save you, I said that!"
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