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Chapter 72: Someone is merciful(2/2)

, pushing tonight’s pursuit to another situation that no one could have imagined.

Monk? There is an eminent monk here?!

No one held an umbrella in the sky, and the rain wet each of their faces, but they knew that in addition to the rain, there was also cold sweat.



Inside the building, the security officers downstairs were already chasing him.

The slovenly man's expression did not change. He twisted his feet heavily, and the calloused soles deformed due to the friction of the cold corridor floor. Then, a golden light several meters thick suddenly shot out from the soles of his feet.

!At the same time, there was a sound that sounded like a giant Buddha sighing.

The corridor below was shrouded in golden light in an instant, and each of the powerful clerks was also wrapped in golden light. The rich golden light penetrated several floors!

Tang Zhi's entire line of sight was also occupied by this golden light.

Standing on the road hit by heavy rain, Zhong Yan's face suddenly turned pale when he saw streams of golden light coming from the windows of the corridor.

Zhong Yi even split his lips, and raindrops jumped into his mouth.

Zhong Yan struggled with his hoarse throat and roared in the rainstorm that suddenly became denser: "Assemble more strong men to come over! Quick! Inform the chief, inform the marshal! Inform the kings!"





The golden light lasted for more than two or three seconds. When the light completely dissipated, Tang Zhi saw that the corridors of five or six floors seemed to have evaporated and disappeared completely. The clerks who met again on the corridors also

It's as if it never existed.

"Amitabha." The wild-haired man lowered his head slightly, and the wig on his head fell from the top of his head, revealing his shiny bald head and the eight burning heads above it that were still eye-catching in the darkness.

The monk slowly went downstairs, stood on the edge of the Tang paper, and looked at the raindrops outside.

Tang Zhi stood up against the wall with an expression of astonishment, looking at the huge hole, the disappeared stairs below and the strong men chasing him. Until this moment, he had not understood what the situation was.

"you……"

"My master is helping you." Ma Heyuan said.

Tang Zhi licked his lips, his breathing became uncontrollable, and said: "...Why do you want to help me?"

"I'm helping you. What's going on with you now? My master helped you escape, but you still have so many questions?" Ma Heyuan patted Tang Zhi on the shoulder angrily, "I'm just asking you.

One question, do you want to continue living?"

Of course I want to continue living, but continuing to live requires a price, and I also need to bear the price for unreasonable help.

Tang Zhi never believed that there were pies falling from the sky, so he remained silent.

The monk smiled softly and said, "I help you because I, the Buddha, am compassionate."

This time it was Ma Heyuan's turn to be stunned.

The monk did not feel that the current situation was dangerous at all. It seemed that there was no army at all outside, and there were no peak experts coming soon, only raindrops as precious as oil.

He scratched his itchy scalp and silently opened his palms. There was a Buddhist symbol of "swastika" on the palms with deep palm lines. As Tang Zhi looked at him, he said: "I will help you without you paying any price."

, I don’t need you to remember my kindness, I only have one request, you don’t tell anyone that I helped you.”

Tang Zhi still didn't reply, the young man just frowned.

The monk couldn't help but smile, with smile lines on his face and a chrysanthemum-like face, and said: "You still have a lot of things to do, and you are too weak to bargain with me.

So, I help you, it’s not up to you.”

After saying that, his palm suddenly hit the top of Tang Zhi's head.
Chapter completed!
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