"Ding! Congratulations, you have completed this Wuxiang Sect mission. Do you want to draw a lottery and return to Yizhi Temple?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Forget it, the prairie is not around, so I won't smoke. The poor monk came out to hide and relax, why is he in such a hurry to go back?"
After saying that, Fang Zheng began to walk on the streets of NJ, admiring the beautiful scenery of the metropolis and his own unique tranquility amidst the hustle and bustle.
In fact, this is true for Fang Zheng. Although there is a lot of traffic around him, NJ's beauties also have long legs and thin waists, which fully demonstrates the softness and purity of Jiangnan beauties.
Fang Zheng is not shy about it. He will look twice at a beautiful girl when he sees one, causing the other party to snicker: "Hey, look at that monk, the way he looks at us..."
The girls wanted to talk lustfully, but their pure and admiring gaze made them swallow the words that came to their lips. They turned into blushes, laughter, and then quickly went away.
"The world is so beautiful, but it's a pity that people always like to rush to chase the invisible pie, but don't know to stop and carefully appreciate the beautiful scenery around them. Alas... Good times are so lonely, but the world is youthful and beautiful.
The clouds have gone, and the breeze remains fragrant. My friend, are you also here to participate in the audition for Chinese clothing?" A young man with a bit of frivolity and an aura of Wen Zou Zou who is incompatible with this world suddenly came over.
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Fang Zheng looked back and saw that the person coming was a young man with ancient long hair, wearing a white gown of ancient scholars, and holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked somewhat like a good young man from ancient times.
Fang Zheng was about to speak when the other party suddenly exclaimed: "Wow! If I hadn't known that Chairman Fang Zheng was still in the Northeast, I would have thought you were him! Brother, your outfit looks too similar, right? One hundred percent! And
If Fangzheng and the host stand together, they are twins!"
While talking, the man came up to observe Fang Zheng carefully, and suddenly exclaimed: "No, you are the host Fang Zheng! Oh my god, the host Fang Zheng is here!"
This guy seems to be a bit out of his mind, and he suddenly made such a noise.
Anyway, he hasn’t reacted yet, but other people around him have reacted and looked over one after another. All their eyes fell on Fang Zheng’s bald head!
At that moment, Fang Zheng felt a little guilty...
But when Fang Zheng thought about it, he was who he was, so what was there to feel guilty about? So he clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, hello to all the donors."
"It's really Chairman Fangzheng! Chairman Fangzheng, can you sign your name?"
"President Fangzheng, aren't you in the Northeast? Why are you here in this corner of the country?" Someone shouted in a Northeastern accent.
"Fangzheng is the host, can we take a photo together?"
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With Fang Zheng's admission, the surrounding area seemed to explode. The people of NJ were like the name of their city, and their enthusiasm like four big furnaces instantly surrounded Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng looked at the man in ancient costume with a look of resentment. The man also looked apologetic, but immediately joined the besieging army. What can Fang Zheng say? I can only take a photo here, sign an autograph there, and answer a question here.
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It wasn't until the patrolling police came over to maintain order that Fang Zheng escaped in embarrassment.
"Haha... Fang Zheng presided over, we meet again!"
Fang Zheng took a look and saw that the policemen who had come to maintain order were the policemen who had arrested the robbers before. When they met again, Fang Zheng felt really cordial and he quickly greeted him and said, "Thank you so much, donor."
"No, no, no, master, this is my colleague. Look, let's take a photo together?" the policeman chuckled.
The young policeman was a little shy and a little excited.
Faced with the benefactor who saved him, of course Fang Zheng could not refuse, so Fang Zheng stood in the middle, with two policemen on the left and one on the right, giving up the C position to Fang Zheng, and stood upright, with a serious face with a sense of righteousness in defeating evil.
Fang Zheng, on the other hand, had a gentle smile on his face and put his hands in front of him...
Click!
After the photo was taken, Fang Zheng was liberated.
The man in ancient costume immediately came up and said, "My name is Li Bohan, host Fangzheng, and I am your die-hard fan!"
Looking at this man who looks a bit immature but looks very familiar, Fang Zheng really wanted to slap him. Are you such a die-hard fan? You almost screwed me up!
However, this man's smile was very pure, and Fang Zheng could feel that although this big boy was young, he had to be said to be very lovable, at least Fang Zheng didn't hate him.
Fang Zheng was about to speak when he heard someone behind him shout: "The police are leaving!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, his heart trembled. The fingers that he signed just now were shaking. Do it again? This will be fatal!
So Fang Zheng ran away without looking back, rushed out of the crowd, and turned into an alley, but it turned out to be a dead end! Fang Zheng was about to cry without tears, and thought to himself: "It's over, God won't give this poor monk a chance!
That’s it, let’s go back to the temple!”
With a thought, Fang Zheng disappeared from the spot.
Almost at the same time, Li Bohan and the group of fans chased after him, but they found nothing...
Fang Zheng is making a fuss here, and the fuss is quite joyful, but some people are about to cry!
Although Tojo, that is, Luo Hao, was taken back by his wife and a doctor was invited for treatment, his life was temporarily saved.
Now that the operation is over, Luo Hao is lying on the bed, still conscious, but his eyes are gone and most of his ears are missing. But he can still hear sounds...
Luo Hao's wife was sitting on the edge of the bed. On the opposite wall was a large curved TV. At this moment, the TV was playing local news.
"Lao Luo, it's okay, aren't you just blind? And me, I will be your eyes." Luo Hao's wife comforted her with a tearful voice, but her face was full of coldness, without any distress.
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Luo Hao nodded slightly and said in a deep voice: "Those three bastards, we can't let them have an easy time!"
Just as Luo Hao's wife was about to nod, she heard a piece of news on the TV, and then...
"This station has just received an explosive news. Luo Hao, the chairman of the Private Entrepreneurs Roundtable Group, is actually a Japanese activist! Yes, it is the famous figure Luo Hao you are familiar with. He disclosed it in his Weibo account
He calls Country R Taijun, and calls China China. Furthermore, he claims that if he hadn’t wanted to expand his business and make some achievements in life, he would have immigrated to Country R a long time ago. He has even made plans to settle down in his old age.
The thoughts of country R..."
"How did they know about my trumpet?" Luo Hao suddenly shouted.
"Well, reporters are all stupid..." Luo Hao's wife complained, but there was no hint of complaint on her face.
At this moment, Luo Hao's wife received a call. She turned on the speakerphone as a habit, and heard the other person say: "Mr. Lu, it's not good! The news that the boss is a Jing-Japanese element spread, and now the Internet
There are photos of the boss Jingri everywhere. There are also videos of three other Jingri elements testifying and they are being forwarded!"