"Master, why didn't you run away from such a great opportunity just now and such a huge smoke? Don't you like trouble? The guy next to you looks like trouble! Especially the guy with a donkey face, he must be a big trouble!
"Xianyu's voice transmission is correct.
Fang Zheng cursed in his heart: "I asked you to fly earlier, but if you don't fly, will it be okay this time?"
"Then I have to be able to fly too! I've never learned how to fly!" Xianyu muttered.
Fang Zheng thought about it. If Salted Fish could fly, he wouldn't have to ride around on Salted Fish motorcycle every time. So he explained: "Do you think I don't want to run? It's too high. If you fall, your leg will be broken."
I'm numb and can't move. I haven't fully regained consciousness yet..."
"Uh..." Xianyu was speechless.
"Monk? Salted fish? Falling from the sky? My dear, is it?" Some reporters were guessing.
At this moment, a group of people over there suddenly shouted: "Master! Master! We have changed our ways and turned to you! Save us!"
Then I saw a group of guys being suppressed by the police, but they were not cuffed, obviously not afraid of them running away. These guys ran to Fang Zheng with a roar, and asked pitifully: "Master, we have all turned back from the sea of suffering, can you give us a break?"
chant."
"Master Xianyu, you can't abandon us."
…
After listening to these words and looking at these people, the reporters were not fools, and they immediately understood what was going on. They glanced at Officer Ruan, whose face was red, and finally gathered in front of Fang Zheng, and started taking pictures, while following
Ask questions.
Xianyu sent a message: "Master, what should we do?"
"What should we do? Stop pretending and settle down your younger brothers. It's time for the poor monks to talk to the people in charge of them." After Fang Zheng finished speaking, he threw the salted fish to the ground.
Xianyu immediately jumped up and shouted: "What are you shouting for? My skin is itchy? Listen to the master!"
A group of originally terrorists suddenly turned into well-behaved babies. The reporters were all dumbfounded and muttered to themselves: "Did the salted fish speak?"
Officer Ruan was dumbfounded. At the same time, he regretted not believing what Officer Song said. This time he was so embarrassed!
When Fang Zheng saw that everyone had calmed down, he said: "It is very commendable that all the donors can turn back from their suffering. I believe that the laws of YN country will deal with it impartially, and you will definitely make up for your mistakes and get fair treatment."
"Haha... It sounds like you have the final say." Officer Ruan said sourly, feeling unhappy that all the credit for his work was gone.
"Master's words don't count, but what you say doesn't count?" At this moment, a voice sounded, majestic and filled with anger.
When Officer Ruan heard this, he looked back, lowered his head quickly, and shouted: "Master of the house."
"Shut up. Ever since you were disrespectful to the master, you are no longer a member of my Ruan family." After Ruan Wuhong finished speaking, without even looking at the pale-faced Officer Ruan, he came to Fang Zheng, holding back his legs.
In severe pain, he threw away the person who was supporting him, bowed to Fang Zheng and said, "The most right thing Wu Hong did in his life was to send an invitation letter to Master. Thank you Master for saving your life. I cannot thank you enough."
If you say thank you, Wu Hong will definitely come to thank you in the future."
Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "Donor, everything is fate."
After saying that, Fang Zheng's legs had almost recovered, and he saw a familiar face in the crowd. He smiled gently at the other person, then turned and left.
Fang Zheng turned around, and the reporters were about to surround him, but Ruan Wuhong snorted coldly, and the reporters immediately froze in place, not daring to pursue him, and actively gave way to a way, looking at him with complex, curious, respectful, etc.
Follow Fang Zheng and leave slowly.
"Don't harass the master, or you will be responsible for the consequences." After Ruan Wuhong said to everyone, he ignored these people and left the scene with the help of people around him. Although Fang Zheng's medical skills are excellent, this kind of wound,
It won't heal instantly, he needs to take good care of himself.
Similarly, several other religious figures also needed to recuperate, but the Ruan family provided the best recuperation environment. After all, these people stood up for them and suffered injuries.
But what surprised the police the most was that the one hanging in the air was not the real red one, but the one with the pig's head who was beaten...
Another accident was that a person suddenly fell out of the window. He was completely changed and died miserably... However, someone recognized the other person's identity, it was Ruan Tianxing.
The police originally planned to pursue the case, but Ruan Tianxing's family voluntarily gave up the pursuit of responsibility, and repeatedly stated that Ruan Tianxing was with Hong Yi and others, and his death was more than justified.
So the police stopped pursuing it...
Upstairs, a man knelt under the thrones of the gods in Faxiang Temple, kowtowed slowly, and said at the same time: "Father, brother, and brothers, you can rest in peace. Everything is over..."
After saying that, Basong stood up slowly, turned around and left. Looking at Fang Zheng's retreating back, he finally did not have the courage to catch up, but murmured: "The master gave me a choice, and I chose to kill for revenge, and I failed the master."
.From now on, I can just be a good person with peace of mind..."
After saying that, Basong left.
"Master, that guy Bassong killed someone, what do you think?" Xianyu asked Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng looked back and said, "There are too many people, so just keep your feet up and watch..."
Salted Fish: "..."
"Master, can you formally answer my question? What would you do if you were Basong?" Xianyu refused to give up.
Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "I probably beat him to death on the spot... Basong is more understanding and more tolerant than the poor monk."
Salted Fish: "..."
"You don't look like a master at all." Xianyu said.
Fang Zheng said nonchalantly: "The poor monk is not a master in the first place. Those who know they will die but still stand up are the masters. The poor monk is just...well...a lucky guy with magical powers."
"You are quite self-aware," Xianyu said.
Fang Zheng silently nodded his head at the salted fish and said, "Huh? Hunan restaurant, fish head with chopped pepper?"
Xianyu: "Master, I was wrong..."
"Hmm...it's okay. The poor monk is a vegetarian." Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction and left with the salted fish.
It has to be said that the Ruan family has great power in YN country. Fang Zheng just checked in. He just asked about the air ticket to go back tomorrow, and someone immediately sent the air ticket to Fang Zheng.
"First class..." Fang Zheng looked at the words above in surprise and marveled.
Fang Zheng has never flown in first class before, so for the first time, he was a little excited. As for rejecting it? Of course not!
Fang Zheng saved their lives, so there was nothing he couldn't bear to charge them a first-class ticket.
"Master, what is first class?" Xianyu came over curiously.
Fang Zheng said: "The poor monk doesn't know much about it. In short, it's just... very comfortable. Hmm... search online!"