Orna said: "Ollante, forget it if you do that. Why do you still want to offer a reward for people to steal it? Do you think those people can succeed?"
Olandt said nonchalantly: "They can't do it, and we don't have to pay. If there is no loss, why not give it a try?"
"But that monk is not simple. Do you still remember what happened to YDL? YDL was almost going crazy because of the confusion." Olner said.
Olandt said disapprovingly: "That is YDL, not Country M. Country M has the ability to shut up anyone! No one can tell us what to do in our country."
Ring ring ring…
"Your cell phone rang." Olner said.
Ollante picked up the phone, and the angry roar of Olmas was immediately heard: "Ollante, who asked you to use random methods against China? Who asked you to go to Yizhi Temple to steal things? I need you to give me
An explanation!"
Olande grinned at being sprayed, but he still said disapprovingly: "Oh, dear father, you don't need to be so angry. I am sensible, we are just letting it out, if it happens, we will
Make a big profit. If it doesn’t work out, we won’t lose anything at all. Don’t you think it’s fun to let the Chinese people bite it on their own?”
"Shut up! Now, immediately, immediately! Tell your people to stop! Also, get back to the family! Remember, immediately, immediately!" Olmas roared.
"Father, I'm very sad when you say that. I don't think I did anything wrong. I won't do what you say. In other words, father, are you planning to use your power?" Olandt was very unhappy.
The way.
Olmas was silent for a while after hearing this.
After a while, Olmas said: "I promised your mother that I will not use my power to interfere with your affairs. I will love you two brothers and sisters well. But, now, I find that my love for you is a bit...
It’s too much.”
"Then what do you want? Hit me?" Olandt said disapprovingly.
Olmas sighed: "I am really a failure. I have no ability to discipline my son. The school can't control you, but fortunately, there is still a kind of classroom in this world..."
Ollante asked in confusion: "What class?"
Olmas said word for word: "Society."
Ollante didn't understand what Olmas meant at all and asked: "Father, what do you mean?"
Olmas said: "It's nothing. I promised your mother that I won't beat you. However, if I don't beat you, someone will beat you. Master, I found that I made a wrong decision to protect him before. I will leave the rest to you."
You will be beaten to death or crippled, and you can do whatever is left with you."
Olandt said inexplicably: "Father, who are you talking to? Master? What master? You don't really think that Chinese monk is so powerful, do you? He is so powerful, why doesn't he come to country M to find me? He has the ability
Come to me, come to me! Let’s see who is more powerful, my security team or him! I’m not afraid!”
"Amitabha, donor, what did you just say?" The screen of the mobile phone suddenly lit up.
When Olandt saw the phone, he didn't know when he turned on the video function.
On the phone, there is a monk in white clothes, who looks like a monk. He is sitting there eating, with chopsticks in his hand.
"Are you... Founder?" Olandt didn't care how the two of them made the video.
He is also no stranger to the people on his mobile phone. Having planned their things, he naturally knows what the owner looks like.
Fang Zheng said: "Amitabha, the donor actually knows the poor monk. The poor monk should ask the donor why he wants to steal the poor monk's things?"
Orante sneered and said: "Monk, don't be so absolute. I didn't admit that I stole your things. As far as I know, the person who stole your things has nothing to do with me. Besides, I don't know him.
You, I'm going to hang up, bye."
As a result, Olande sadly discovered that there was no hang-up button on the phone, and even forced shutdown would not work!
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Donor, your father just told me to let the poor monk discipline you."
When Olandt heard this, he immediately became happy: "You discipline me? Who are you? How do you discipline me? Do you hit me through the screen?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Olandt saw Fang Zheng giving him a strange smile and said, "As you wish."
Ollante suddenly laughed wildly and said: "You madman? Do you really want to hit me through the screen? Come on, my face is right here, hit me!"
Fang Zheng raised his right hand.
Olandt subconsciously shouted: "You fool, you deceived others and deceived yourself? Do you really think you have magical powers? I am not an actor you paid to hire to act with you!"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "You will cooperate."
After saying that, Fang Zheng lowered his hand and slapped it on the screen.
Snapped!
All of O'Lante's last words were slapped back. His face was burning with pain, and he couldn't help but take two steps back.
Olandt covered his face in astonishment and looked around again.
Except for his sister Olanna, there was no one else in the office.
Orante said: "Sister, are you going to hit me?"
Olanna said in shock: "Are you crazy? How can I hit you when I'm sitting so far away?"
Orante said: "If it's not you, then who is it?"
"It's a poor monk." Fangzheng's voice sounded.
Olandt looked down and saw the monk opposite him smiling at him. Then he took a bite of green vegetables and shouted to the person next to him: "Jingfa, don't lick your lips when you eat."
"Impossible! How could you call me when you're on the phone?" Ollante said.
Fang Zheng looked back at him, raised his hand to use chopsticks, and scolded: "I'm teaching my apprentice, please shut up first."
Snapped!
The chopsticks hit his face, and Orante covered his face and stepped back.
"Brother! Your face!" Oranna pointed at Orante and exclaimed.
Olandt subconsciously looked in the mirror and saw that he in the mirror had five finger marks on one side of his face and two horizontal marks on his nose, which looked like they were made with chopsticks!
Olande suddenly had a bad feeling, ran over quickly, picked up the phone and said, "Did you do this?"
Fang Zheng glanced at him and said, "Yes, do you still want to try?"
"I don't believe it!" cried Olandt.
Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "This poor monk likes you. Let's change the spoons this time."
After saying that, Fang Zheng took out a spoon and looked at the screen!
Snapped!
"Oops!" Olandt covered his eyes and stepped back. When he looked up, his eyes in the mirror were black and blue!
"Donor Orante, how have you considered what the poor monk just told you?" Fang Zheng asked with a smile.
Olande was really a little scared. Facing this unknown power, he was a little timid. So he asked: "You...what are you going to do?"