He dodged to avoid a dozen long sticks, flipped his hand and found the Gatling gun in his hand, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

When the Gatling gun sprayed out half-meter-long tongues of flame, and when this terrifying war machine fired wildly, this Arhat formation, which no one had broken through for hundreds of years, was simply vulnerable.

Wherever the torrent of bullets passed, long sticks were broken and flesh flew everywhere, and the sound of wailing suddenly sounded one after another in front of the Shaolin Mountain Gate.

Huang Shaohong was still merciful. He focused all his attacks on the lower three lanes without missing a beat, breaking the legs of all the Shaolin monks in front of him, causing them to lose their ability to fight instantly.

Seeing that something was not going well, Tianming used Qing Kung Fu and jumped into the temple.

Huang Shaohong was speechless at his reaction. Do you want to deliver food?

He directly moved the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at the Shaolin abbot in mid-air. Poor Tianming, who is a master of martial arts and possesses several Shaolin skills, was beaten into a sieve by Gatlin's gun without even taking a breath.

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It's a pity that he didn't die to protect his family and country. Learning martial arts is really useless!

For this Shaolin abbot, Huang Shaohong didn't even have the slightest idea of ​​mercy. He was selfish to such an extent that he only knew that there was a temple but not a country. He didn't even complain about offering secret books. It's useless to keep such a person!

"Abbott!"

The injured monks all cried out in grief when they saw the tragic death of the abbot. Suddenly, the 'Wuseless Zen Master' who was originally injured and lying on the ground shouted:

"Leader, stop, I, Shaolin, are willing to send troops and give me secrets!"

Although Wu Se was injured, the words he shouted were driven by his true energy, so through the continuous sound of gunshots, they were clearly transmitted to Huang Shaohong's ears.

Huang Shaohong stopped shooting instantly. At this time, no one was standing in front of him. Even many monks who rushed out from the temple to support him when they heard the gunfire had their legs injured by him and fell to the ground.

He glanced at Wu Se: "Can you make this decision?"

Wu Se sighed and said: "What the leader said before, the young monk is really good at thinking about it. Become a human before becoming a Buddha. If you don't even care about your own country and nation, what kind of Buddha will you be practicing?"

When he spoke, the Shaolin monks who were injured and fell to the ground all had moved expressions on their faces. They thought the same thing, but they had to obey the abbot's decree. At this time, when Wu Se said it, the look of shame on their faces became even heavier.

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Wu Se added: "The abbot has passed away, and the poor monk is the head of the Luohan Hall, so he can naturally make the decision. I, the Shaolin monks, must follow the leader and fight against the enemy with all our strength..."

"Well said, if you have thought this way for a long time, why bother asking me to go through all the trouble? How many monks do you have in Shaolin?"

Huang Shaohong first praised, then glanced at the scene, thinking that curing all these people was a great fighting force.

Unexpectedly, Wu Se said: "There are three thousand Shaolin monk soldiers hidden in the Songshan Col. They are my Shaolin's last trump card. They all obey the orders of the leader!"

"Three thousand monk soldiers?"

Huang Shaohong was overjoyed when he heard this. This is the world-famous Shaolin monk soldier. What kind of combat power is that? Then he glanced at the dead Tianming with disgust and coldly snorted:
Chapter completed!