"Look behind you!"
Lin Baici tucked the hem of the kasaya into his waistband, so it wouldn't interfere with fighting.
"Look at your mom!"
Brother Xue cursed, about to fire his gun when he saw the people around him suddenly scatter like they were avoiding the plague, rushing frantically in all directions.
"Brother Xue… behind you…"
The young man with a left ear piercing trembled as he spoke.
Without thinking, Xue Zhao turned his head and saw a Muscle Buddha standing there.
Wearing only a pair of leather shorts, its muscles were full and firm, with bulging veins and sinew crawling over its body like earthworms, reminiscent of the powerful characters written by the Saint of Calligraphy.
Above its head were chestnut-sized bumps of flesh, similar to those seen on the Tathagata Buddha on television.
An overwhelmingly fierce aura washed over them.
Xue Zhao instinctively wanted to run, but the Muscle Buddha's large hand came down like a fan swatting a fly, slapping Xue Zhao's face.
