Only a violent impact was heard, and Ouyang Lin also slammed on the brakes.
Under a harsh braking sound, the vehicle suddenly drifted hugely, almost throwing the person and the vehicle off the concrete road.
"Is he dead?"
At this time, Ouyang Lin had already broken out in a cold sweat, but he could no longer think too much. His body seemed a little weak and he suddenly turned around, still in shock.
"Ying...should be dead, right?
With such a short distance and a sudden attack, how could there be any reason for immortality?
But, with such a fast speed, the person should have been hit forward, so why didn’t you see anyone being hit just now?"
Zhu Chunshou was also frightened by Ouyang Lin's crazy behavior just now. To be honest, for people with justice in their hearts, it is simply impossible for them to take the initiative to kill people.
Calmly lighting a cigarette, Fang Lin said nothing more, because he knew best in his heart that if the monk really died so easily, he would not be worthy of executing Yao Chengjun's killing plan.
"Amitabha, there is no need to look for the two donors anymore, I am here.
If you are so careless and kill innocent people indiscriminately, the Buddha will not forgive you, and you will all go to the eighteenth level of hell."
While the two of them were looking for the monk's body outside the car window, a slight knocking sound came slowly from the roof of the car, accompanied by an extremely deep male voice.
"This..." After such a short distance and a sudden increase in speed, the guy was still able to appear on the roof of the car intact.
This scene really shocked Ouyang and Lin. They couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air, and they could only barely utter a word in stunned silence.
"Hey, old man, I don't believe in Buddhism, and your Buddha can't control me.
However, if you want to kill innocent people indiscriminately, then you are guilty.
You aided the tyrants and provided my whereabouts to Yao Chengjun. Do you know how many people you almost killed?
The entire Seoul cross-river bridge.
After following Yao Chengjun for so long, besides me, you must have provided them with the whereabouts of many opponents, right?
How many people have died because of your family?
Too many to count, right?
With your hands stained with innocent blood, how can you show mercy?
How dare you go to see your Buddha?"
Calmly and slowly opening the door, Fang Lin talked in an orderly manner.
"Amitabha, Donor Fang is really very sharp-tongued! But, after all, he is still too young and inexperienced. Teaching you profound Buddhist teachings is like playing the harp to a cow.
However, the two children you brought are really interesting. To want to kill me with such a broken car is really not childish and stupid."
I jumped out of the car with a slight jump, took a brief look inside the car, and shook my head.
"To be honest, if you weren't wearing this skin, I would really think you were a scoundrel.
How dare you say that you are an enlightened monk?
It really brings shame on the Buddhists.
Although I am not a Buddhist, nor do I believe in Buddhism, I still have to be fair, you should take off this skin! Don't tarnish other people's reputation.
With what you said, there’s nothing like what a monk should be like?”
Monk Fang Lin has come into contact with many monks, most of whom still have a heart to support justice, such as Master Pu Hui.
Even those eminent monks who were deceived by Nanfu all chose to sacrifice their lives for righteousness and uphold the dignity of Buddhism after learning the truth.
But the man in front of him, who claimed to be a master, was impetuous and could not help but ridicule others. He was even playing in the world of mortals. Even an outsider like Fang Lin couldn't stand it and couldn't help but ridicule him a few words.
"Little brat, you know nothing.
Wine and meat can still pass through the intestines, as long as the Buddha's heart is seated.
How can a young boy like you understand how profound and wonderful the Dharma is?
There are many kinds of Buddhism, and Lao Na practices the most profound Buddhism of salvation.
Saving the people of the world will naturally result in some losses, this is just a normal phenomenon."
"How dare you say that you are an eminent monk, even if you can't even speak properly?
After all the wine and meat, have you eaten the last two sentences left in the Buddha's heart?
Don’t you know that if people in the world imitate me, it will be like entering the devil’s path?
Don't pretend to be sophisticated there, to put it bluntly, you just think that wearing this layer of skin makes it easier to do things in many cases."
Fang Lin snorted disdainfully, but Fang Lin had no intention of saving him any face, so he mocked him bluntly.
Ben Xing, who was still chatting and laughing at first, suddenly changed his expression after Fang Lin's words.
People can deceive everyone, but it is difficult to deceive their true heart.
Over the years, I have followed Yao Chengjun down the mountain, not only kicking him against the will of God, but also causing countless families to die.
He himself has often taken action personally. It is no exaggeration to say that he has committed numerous crimes.
It is precisely because of what he calls false righteousness that he has broken almost all the rules in these years, drinking and eating meat without missing a meal, and beauties all night long.
At this moment, Fang Lin suddenly revealed that he was really not prepared at all, and it seemed that the earliest obsession in his heart was broken through.
"Amitabha, Buddha's Dharma..." "Shut up! If you, a Buddhist scum like you, talk about Buddha, it is the greatest blasphemy against Buddha.
Let me ask you, what is going on in this village?
Where are the people?”
The reason why I talked to him in front of him was because Fang Lin needed some time to accurately control the surrounding situation.
In fact, Fang Lin disliked him as much as he did Yao Chengjun.
Naturally, it was even more impossible to talk nonsense to him, so he interrupted him directly and said coldly.
"people?
killed."
I barely even thought about it and just blurted it out.
Although he was still wearing a cassock at this time, murder came out of his mouth as easily as if it were a common occurrence.
Moreover, the smug smile on his lips as he spoke and his legs shaking like a gangster were really irritating.
Although Fang Lin knew that he was not telling the truth, as analyzed before, if so many people had died, the news would have exploded long ago, and he would not be still standing here.
But Fang Lin really couldn't stand his arrogance. He had seen many people like this, but this was the most disgusting one in history.
"Aren't you very good at calculating?
Then you should calculate now, how long can you live?"
His face darkened, and the golden elixir in Fang Lin's body slowly began to rotate, and his true energy gradually began to condense in his palms, and he said coldly.
"No need, this old man has already passed.
Lao Na has no other ability except that he can survive.
Combined with your birth date and horoscope, you can live a hundred years longer than you."
Given Fang Lin's illustrious reputation, his murderous eyes were enough to scare ordinary young people to death.
He also knew that Fang Lin was mocking him, but I still didn't care. He still leaned sideways, shook his right leg, and even said with a provocative smile.
This chapter has been completed!