Fang Zheng slapped him directly, and with a snap, his bald head was knocked to the ground. He covered his face and couldn't get up for a long time.
Seeing this, everyone else looked at Fang Zheng as if they had seen a ghost...
Finally someone shouted: "Monk, who are you?"
Fang Zheng put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the poor monk's name, Fang Zheng!"
"Fang Zheng? Divine Monk Fang Zheng? Run!" Someone shouted and ran away.
The others followed suit and dispersed... without even questioning Fang Zheng's identity.
This made Fang Zheng look confused. He touched his face, looked at the glass of the car, and muttered: "Is this poor monk very fierce?"
The BMW driver next to him smiled bitterly and said: "Abbot Fangzheng, if bad people encounter you, you will see hell if you are not afraid."
Fangzheng was about to say something...
The sound of sirens suddenly came, but it was the police who came...
Fang Zheng glanced at the BMW driver beside him, who quickly said: "Are you...really Abbot Fang Zheng?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "Does it matter who the poor monk is? Be careful on the road from now on. Don't get off the car if something like this happens. It's time to run away...it's time to call the police."
"Can't we run away?" the driver asked pitifully.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Just give me the money."
The driver was speechless...
Fang Zheng laughed loudly and said: "After paying the money, call the police, and you still have a chance to come back. By the way, if the police ask, tell me it was self-defense. The poor monk is a good person, and he doesn't want to be caught."
The driver was speechless...
I don’t know about other drivers, but in today’s society, catching the Founder?
The driver just laughed...
Fang Zheng obviously did not realize that he was a divine monk. He quickly ran over and lifted the roadblock blocking the road, got into his old car, patted the steering wheel and said, "Still not awake? Run away quickly!"
Po Che: "Ah...oh...snoring, snoring..."
Keep sleeping.
Fang Zheng regretted giving him two more bottles of alcohol. He was afraid that he was suffering from alcohol poisoning and would not be able to wake up...
Seeing that the police were coming soon, Fang Zheng was also afraid of trouble.
In desperation, with one strong move, he carried the broken car and ran away...
Seeing this scene, the BMW driver threw away all his last doubts... Man resisting a car? In the whole world, it is estimated that only the magical monk Fang Zheng can do it.
Today, local news…
"Today, the police uncovered a major crime-related gang case. The gang of 18 people, calling themselves the Eighteen Arhats, pretended to be villagers, occupied intersections to collect tolls, and selectively extorted passing vehicles... According to the person involved, they seemed to have met Fang Zheng
Abbot, but the police found no trace of Abbot Fangzheng..."
As the news hit the news, the locals couldn't sit still any longer. Has the sacred monk come to their place? They must look for it! If they find it, please ask the sacred monk, maybe the problems they encounter can be solved...
At the same time, some people were discussing whether it was right for Abbot Fangzheng to hit someone.
The result is...
"Well done!"
"Nice fight!"
"Unconditionally support Abbot Fangzheng!"
"I think Abbot Fangzheng's actions at that time should have been self-defense, but he didn't take any weapons! There were so many people on the opposite side, and they still had weapons!"
"Uh... I think people like Abbot Fangzheng will never be included in the ranks of self-defense, right?"
Everyone was silent...
After a while, hundreds of messages exploded...
"justifiable defense!"
"Yes, it's just self-defense!"
"Whoever objects, I will smash the windows of his house!"
"I smashed his window!"
"I smashed his car!"
…
Seeing the one-sided threatening remarks, some people originally wanted to argue with reason and prove that there was almost no dangerous environment for Fang Zheng, a bald man, and there was no legitimate defense, so they decisively shut up.
At this time, a lawyer stood up and said: "We should look at the essence of the matter. The essence is that a small group that is probably a gangster threatens a person's life with weapons and demands money, which has already caused a life threat to the client. This
Whether it’s magical powers, machine guns, cannons or atomic bombs, shouldn’t they be taken out?”
"You can see the barrister upstairs. Where does the barrister work?"
"I'm preparing to take the judicial examination..."
…
At this moment, the holy monk in everyone's eyes...
"This car is broken! Run faster!" Fang Zheng patted the steering wheel.
The old car was slowly running on a patch of tattered grass, emitting black smoke, shouting as it ran: "I am a car, not a tractor. How can you tell me to run faster on this broken road? I protest!"
"The protest is invalid!" Fang Zheng said.
"Master, I'm hungry..." Xianyu said.
Gulu...
Fangzheng's stomach was also growling.
Fang Zheng sighed helplessly and silently restored Hong Hai'er's magical powers. Not long after, a fiery red meteor fell in the sky. As soon as it fell, Hong Hai'er shouted: "Master, you have restored my magical powers for me. Something big happened in the temple."
!”
Fang Zheng was stunned: "Something big happened in the temple? Our temple is so secretive, what big thing could happen?"
"The four benefactors Zhao Datong, Ma Juan, Fang Yunjing, and Hu Han somehow managed to find the temple. They also brought various adventure equipment with them, including satellite phones...
Then as soon as they found us, they immediately released the information to the outside world. Then today a large group of people came, some wanted to worship Buddha, some wanted to see you... There were officials, there were rich, anyway, there was everyone. You
If you don't go back, the temple gate will be burst due to crowds," Hong Hai'er said.
When Fang Zheng heard this, he quickly said: "My dear, go back quickly!"
With a flash of red light, several people and the broken car flew towards the Ichizhiji Temple.
While still in the sky, Fang Zheng saw a crowd of people on Yizhi Mountain, and more and more people were coming down the mountain...
Those who knew it were here to burn incense and worship Buddha, but those who didn't know thought it was here to clean up.
"Master, what should we do?" Red Boy asked.
Fang Zheng sighed: "Now that it's been like this, what else can we do? What we did before, what we should do now, open the door and take the incense!"
"No...Master, our little incense burner, there are so many people..." Hong Boy said bitterly.
Fang Zheng said: "Don't worry, let me find a way for you."
"Brother System, I should have two chances to draw the lottery, right? Draw me a big incense burner." Fang Zheng said immediately.
"Okay, picked up!" The system responded, and a ball of yellow light appeared in the palm of Fang Zheng's hand. Fang Zheng turned on a dream yellow beam, hiding himself, and letting the red boy fall into the clouds.
Entering the temple, Fang Zheng waved his hand, the yellow light shattered, and a stone incense burner fell into the courtyard...
This incense burner is very familiar to everyone, it is the same one that I used to smoke!
After solving this problem, Fang Zheng was worried again...
"Master, our temple now only has Guanyin to give birth to children. Should we ask everyone to come and pray for children?" asked the monkey.
Fang Zheng said: "System, please draw a statue of Guanyin with Thousand Arms and Thousand Eyes."