Phelps had thought about it. As soon as his brother Fields came, he would immediately ask the police to arrest him! He didn't believe it anymore. How dare Fang Zheng's disciples openly attack the police? Then what they would face were guns and shells. He didn't think a
No one dares to confront the violent institutions of a country.
As for why Fang Zheng was arrested? He should have been in prison!
At this moment, Phelps received a call from Fields, who said bitterly: "Brother, are you dazzled? I'm at the police station, and Fang Zheng is in good custody."
"Impossible! Then who is in front of me?" Phelps stared directly at Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said nothing.
Phelps suddenly felt that his back was wet with cold sweat. He swallowed and asked, "You...can you see clearly?"
"Can it be unclear? I took a look and touched him to make sure he was alive. When I came back, the hot water pipe burst. I'm still on the way to the hospital." Fields said bitterly.
Phelps's heart trembled. He really couldn't figure out who was real, but he understood one thing. No matter which one it was, it was not a normal thing!
Fields said: "But I sent a few police officers there, and you can figure out what to do when the time comes. Hey, you'd better help me think of a way, and get rid of the monk in my police station quickly, this guy
He is simply a bastard!"
Phelps comforted Fields repeatedly and hung up the phone. Thinking that the police were coming, he felt a little confident.
After going downstairs and arriving at the gate, Phelps happened to see the ambulance parked at the gate. His security team members were being checked one by one and then put aside, checking one by one. The doctor shook his head and finally yelled angrily:
"You people are going too far! Who said they fell from the 88th floor? They fell from the 88th floor and just fainted? What bastards! You should deal with these people on your own, they will wake up with a basin of water!"
After saying that, the ambulance roared away without even looking back.
Everyone at the scene looked at each other in shock. They swore that they really saw these people fall from the 88th floor. But... why did they just faint and not die? This is unscientific!
Phelps felt more cold sweat on his forehead. The more unreasonable the things in front of him were, the more scared he became! The more he felt that there were two monsters, one big and one small, around him.
Just then, police sirens sounded, and Phelps saw two police cars approaching. However, this police car was a bit weird, with its hood raised, as if it had hit something.
It doesn't matter so much, as long as the police come to rescue him, he has had enough of these two monks!
The police car stopped, and the eight police officers quickly got out of the car, holding the guns on their waists with one hand and rushing over at the same time. Their movements were very skillful, and just looking at these, they were quite dignified by the police. Of course, if you look at them
A bruised and swollen face is a different matter.
Phelps smiled slightly and said to Fang Zheng: "Abbot Fang Zheng, it seems that we can't finish this meal."
Fang Zheng smiled slightly at Phelps and said nothing.
Phelps saw the police running past him. As he ran, he said, "Split up and guard the elevator entrances and stairwells. Let's go up and catch the monk! Don't let him escape!"
While they were talking, a group of police officers were guarding the door and going upstairs, but no one took a second look at Phelps!
Phelps was dumbfounded. He looked at the police and waved his hand, but no one paid any attention to him! It was as if he couldn't see him...
At this time, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Donor, let's have a meal."
Phelps cried and nodded: "Okay, eat, eat, damn, eat!"
After getting in the car, the driver didn't understand what Phelps was thinking and asked: "Boss, where are we going to eat?"
Phelps said impatiently: "Just find one!"
When the driver heard this, he just wanted to find him? His big boss was not a casual person! What’s more, he brought a friend with him this time... So the driver took it upon himself to drive the car to the door of the restaurant where Phelps often went, Fengshe.
Fengshe is not the biggest restaurant in the area, but it is the most expensive restaurant! The facade is just a gate, and behind the gate are tall trees. You can’t see what is behind it, but you can tell by looking at the luxury cars entering and exiting the parking lot.
, there is definitely good stuff in here!
When Phelps saw this, the whites of his eyes rolled out. Before he could say anything, the thief got out of the car first, and turned around and asked: "Donor, this is a good place, this is it."
Go home."
Phelps suddenly had the urge to strangle this monk to death. You are so damn rude!
But Phelps thought about it. Now that he is under the roof, he can't afford to offend this monk, so he might as well endure it. In his opinion, if he can't afford to offend him, then just delay it! As long as the negotiation over there has a result, this
How can a monk reverse the world?
Furthermore, with just one monk and a little monk, how much can two people eat? Even if it’s expensive here, Phelps can treat them to food for the rest of his life.
Thinking of the bright future, Phelps tried his best to smile and said: "Since Master likes it, let's eat it here. By the way, Master, can we not mention the prescription when we go in?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Of course, the poor monk never talks about official matters when eating."
"That's good, let's go." When Phelps heard this, he suddenly burst into laughter. Isn't it just for eating? I'll eat you to death!
Phelps was happy and got out of the car. The driver took the initiative to park the car. Phelps took Fangzheng with him and took out a black card and handed it to the woman at the door. The two women immediately pushed open the old door.
Behind the gate is a rockery, and the scene behind it cannot be seen.
Phelps raised his head and said: "Master, don't underestimate this door. This is an antique. It is said to be the palace gate of the Shenma Dynasty hundreds of years ago. It is priceless."
Fang Zheng smiled and nodded, but didn't care at all.
In Founder's view, the only value of an antique is the historical information it carries. Once the historical information is deciphered by future generations, its value will be reduced to showing a corner of past history. They themselves have no value at all.
The theory of connecting cities.
Seeing the calm look on Fang Zheng's face, Phelps said: "Master, do you understand antiques?"
Fang Zheng said: "It's okay, but there are many such doors in the Forbidden City of China. If you want to see them, you can go there at any time."
When Phelps heard this, his face suddenly darkened. Then he remembered that the guy in front of him came from an ancient civilization. The Chinese Forbidden City had so many ancient gates that they probably didn't even know it. They were tired of looking at it, and they still cared about it.
Opening an abandoned door to a foreign country?
Phelps shook his head, stopped bragging about this, and led the way obediently.