When Hongyi heard this, he turned around and saw a monk and a Taoist nun walking in from the side door. Looking back, he didn't see his men. A look of doubt flashed in his eyes, and he raised his head slightly and said:
"Bring them here!"
"Yes!" A subordinate walked over and snorted coldly: "You two, go over there!"
Qingjing Sanren looked at Fang Zheng. Just as Fang Zheng was about to say something, he suddenly smelled a pungent smell of blood. When he saw the dead people on the stand, his eyes immediately turned red! Especially when he saw the dying people lying on the ground, dying.
When the monk, Taoist priest, or priest died, Fang Zheng walked over without saying anything to the person.
"Didn't you say he has supernatural powers? Is he a living Buddha? At this time, it depends on him." A politician with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks whispered to a Taoist priest.
When the Taoist priest heard this, he glared at him but ignored him.
However, there are many people with this kind of thinking, and they all look at Fang Zheng with a kind of contempt. As if they despise Fang Zheng at this time, they will be liberated from the gun... Or, this is a sign of death.
A way to relieve stress under high pressure.
But no matter what, Fang Zheng had no time to pay attention to them. Instead, he strode to the priest closest to him and squatted down directly.
"Asshole! I let you pass, why are you squatting down?" The terrorist yelled angrily and at the same time, he raised his leg and kicked him!
As a result, there was a bang, and Fang Zheng stood motionless, squatting there as steady as a mountain, while the terrorist was shaken by the force and stepped back, sitting down on the ground, his face suddenly turning red like a monkey's butt.
When everyone saw this, many people had smiles in their eyes.
When he saw this, he felt even more angry. He quickly got up, raised the butt of his gun and hit Fang Zheng on the back of the head! He wanted to knock the opponent unconscious, and then drag the opponent to Hong Yi to complete his mission!
"Be careful!" Qingjing Sanren warned, and at the same time stepped forward to stop him.
"stop!"
Click!
A terrorist releases the safety button and is about to shoot.
"No, it would be a pity to kill such a beautiful woman." Hongyi took the initiative to tell his people not to kill anyone for the first time, looking at Qingjing Sanren with piercing eyes, filled with admiration.
Qingjing Sanren wanted to stop the other party, but the robes were wide and ceremonial, making it very inconvenient to move.
The opponent was very experienced and dropped the butt of his gun directly, leaving Qingjing Sanren with no time to stop him.
Many people closed their eyes and recited various sutras silently to pray for Fang Zheng. At the same time, some people recited sutras for salvation. In their opinion, if they blatantly violated the wishes of the red demon king, they would most likely be shot.
!And how can a human being be able to withstand a gun?
Those politicians and businessmen were a little afraid of the death of rabbits and foxes, but some people were a little gloating about their misfortune, thinking: Living Buddha? I am afraid that I will become a dead Buddha today!
Xiaoxun wanted to go up, but was held back by Chen Daoyuan. Going up at this time would be equivalent to death! Chen Daoyuan whispered: "Don't make unnecessary sacrifices. If you really want to help him, help him get revenge! There is always a chance!"
Xiaoxun calmed down, but his palms were full of strength and ready to kill at any time!
Hong Yi watched this scene with great interest, but the next moment...
when!
There was a sound of gold and iron colliding, and everyone's pupils dilated. They saw the butt of the gun cracked with a click! Under the shock, the terrorist failed to grab the gun, and the gun body was directly hit.
Beng flew out!
"What?" Everyone shouted almost subconsciously.
Even Hong Yi, who had been acting very calmly, his expression froze.
Qingjing Sanren breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Fang Zheng, his eyes were filled with brilliance. She found that the monk in front of her was like a bottomless pit. The more she dug, the more extraordinary things he showed.
, people can’t help but want to find out.
But Fang Zheng, as if he didn't know someone had hit him on the head, inserted his fingers into the wound, pinched out a bullet, and then quickly drained blood and used Buddhist medicine spiritual energy thread to sew the wound. Then he slowly stood up and walked to the next one.
!
Everyone looked at this scene with confused faces...
However, people in China suddenly woke up, and someone said excitedly: "I remembered that Chairman Fang Zheng is not only a living Buddha, but also a miracle doctor! He took action, and the priest was saved!"
"But why did he save the priest first?" A businessman muttered.
However, those sectarians were too lazy to pay attention to him. In their eyes, the lives of all living beings are equal. How can there be any such thing as saving first and then saving? Of course, whoever is closer will save whom first.
But this is theoretical. At that time, who can really treat all living beings as equal?
Therefore, at this moment, whether it was religious people from Southeast Asian countries or Western religious people who came to join in the fun, they looked at Fang Zheng in an increasingly different way. From the initial ridicule, disbelief and even a little dissatisfaction, they turned into admiration and respect.
And admire!
Fang Zheng’s actions are not only about equality for all, but also about sacrificing one’s life for righteousness! At least, they don’t dare to stand up and face the ferocious red clothes now!
However, they didn't know that Fang Zheng didn't have so many thoughts running around in his mind. His medical skills had long surpassed this era. They were the medical skills taught by Bodhisattvas! He could tell who was more seriously injured at a glance.
Who needs treatment as soon as possible? How can we ensure that everyone can survive?
He acted according to this principle, but even if he knew it, given his personality, he just smiled and acquiesced. There was no reason to spit out the honor he had received...
Fang Zheng walked towards the second injured person, that was the old monk from YN. The old monk was not seriously injured, but he was too old and could pass away at any time. Fang Zheng walked over and immediately squatted down to check the wound.
At this moment, Hongyi spoke: "Monk, aren't you afraid of death?"
Everyone's hearts tightened, knowing that Hong Yi was finally going to take action! Everyone was sweating for Fang Zheng.
But Fang Zheng said without raising his head: "Shut up first, it's important for the poor monk to save people."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned!
They thought of countless possible answers from Founder, some asking for mercy, some reasoning, some talking about Buddhism... But no one thought that this seemingly weak and handsome monk could be so fierce! Just tell the big devil to shut up!
Everyone looked at Hongyi.
Hongyi narrowed his eyes and said, "Monk, I'm very angry, and the consequences will be serious."
"Can you not speak?" Fang Zheng almost didn't think about it, waved his hand impatiently, and then pointed his butt directly at Hong Yi.
At that moment, everyone's face turned green when they saw Hong Yi! He is the god of life and death here! How dare anyone dare to do this to him? This is definitely a provocation! He is seeking death!