Chapter 1116 Why Don't You Run Away

"Master, why didn't you run away with such a good opportunity and so much smoke and dust just now? Don't you like trouble? The guy next to him looks just like Trouble! Especially the guy with the face of a donkey must be a big trouble! "Founder of the salted fish sound transmission.

Fangzheng cursed in his heart: "I told you to fly earlier, but if you don't fly, it's okay this time?"

"Then I have to be able to fly too! I haven't learned how to fly!" Xianyu muttered.

Fangzheng thought about it too, if the salted fish could fly, he wouldn't have to race around on the salted fish motorcycle every time. So he explained: "Do you think the poor monk doesn't want to run? It's too high. The fall made his legs numb and he couldn't move. He hasn't fully recovered yet..."

"Uh..." Xianyu was speechless.

"Monk? Salted fish? Falling from the sky? My dear, could it be?" A reporter was guessing.

At this moment, a group of people over there suddenly shouted: "Master! Master! We have turned from evil and turned to you halfway! Help us!"

Then I saw a group of guys being pushed out by the police, but they were not handcuffed, apparently because they were not afraid of them running away. These guys ran up to Fang in a hurry, and asked pitifully, "Master, we've all turned back from the sea of ​​suffering, so please give us a break."

"Master Xianyu, you can't abandon us."

...

Listening to these words, looking at these people, those reporters are not fools, and immediately understood the tricks in it. Glancing at Police Officer Ruan, who was blushing, he finally gathered in front of Fang, and started snapping pictures and asking questions at the same time.

Xianyu voice transmission: "Master, what should we do?"

"What should I do? Stop pretending, and settle down with you little brothers. It's time for the poor monk to talk to the person in charge." After Fangzheng finished speaking, he threw the salted fish to the ground.

Xianyu immediately jumped up and shouted: "Why are you shouting, your skin is itchy? Listen to Master!"

A group of former terrorists suddenly turned into good babies, and the reporters were collectively stunned, muttering to themselves: "Did the salted fish talk?"

Officer Ruan was dumbfounded, and at the same time regretted that he didn't believe Officer Song's words, this time it was a big embarrassment!

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Fangzheng said: "It's very rare for all the benefactors to turn back from suffering. The poor monk believes that the laws of YN country will definitely deal with it fairly, and you will definitely make up for your mistakes and get fair treatment."

"Hehe...that's what you said, as if what you say counts." Police Officer Ruan said sourly, all the credit for his words was gone, and he felt unhappy.

"It doesn't matter what the master says, does it matter what you say?" Just at this moment, a voice sounded, with a burst of anger in the majesty.

When Police Officer Ruan heard this, he looked back, quickly lowered his head, and called, "Patriarch."

"Shut up, since you just disrespected Master, you are no longer a member of my Ruan family." After Ruan Wuhong finished speaking, he didn't even look at Officer Ruan, who was pale, and came to Fang Zheng, holding back the pain in his legs. In severe pain, he shook off the person who was supporting him, bowed to Fangzheng and said, "The most correct thing Wu Hong did in his life was to send an invitation letter to the master. Thank you for the life-saving grace of the master. Thank you, and Wu Hong will definitely come to pay his respects in the future.”

Fangzheng shook his head and said, "Benefactor, everything is due to fate."

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng's legs had almost recovered. A familiar face was seen in the crowd, and after smiling gently at him, he turned and left.

Fangzheng turned around, and the reporters were about to surround him, but Ruan Wuhong gave a cold snort, and the reporters immediately froze in place, not daring to chase after them, and took the initiative to give way, watching with complicated, curious, and respectful eyes. Fang Zheng left slowly.

"You are not allowed to harass the master, or you will be responsible for the consequences." After Ruan Wuhong said something to the crowd, he ignored them and left the scene with the support of those around him. Although Fangzheng's medical skills are superb, this kind of wound does not heal instantly, and he needs to recuperate properly.

Similarly, several other religious figures also needed to recuperate, but the Ruan family provided the best recuperation environment. After all, these people also 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 dress, but the one with the pig's head who was beaten...

Another accident was that a person suddenly fell out of the window, his face was completely changed, and his death was terrible... But someone recognized the identity of the other person, it was Ruan Tianxing.

The police originally planned to investigate, but Ruan Tianxing's family voluntarily gave up the pursuit of responsibility, and repeatedly stated that Ruan Tianxing was in the same group as Hongyi and others, and there is no reason for his death.

So the police didn't pursue it anymore...

Upstairs, one person knelt under the altars of the gods in Faxiang Temple, kowtowed slowly, and said at the same time: "Father, elder brother, younger brothers, you can rest in peace. Everything is over..."

After finishing speaking, Ba Song got up slowly, turned and left. Looking at Fangzheng's back, he didn't have the courage to catch up after all. Instead, he murmured: "Master gave me a choice, but I chose to kill and take revenge. I failed Master. From now on, I will be a good person with peace of mind... "

After speaking, Ba Song left.

"Master, that guy Basong killed someone, what do you think?" Xianyu asked Fangzheng.

Fangzheng looked back and said, "There are too many people, let's watch on foot..."

Salted fish: "..."

"Master, can you formally answer my question? If you were Ba Song, what would you do?" Xianyu didn't give up.

Fangzheng chuckled and said, "I guess he was shot to death on the spot...Basong is more enlightened than the poor monk, and he is more tolerant than the poor monk."

Salted fish: "..."

"You don't look like a master at all." Xianyu said.

Fangzheng said indifferently: "The poor monk is not a master in the first place, those who know that they must die, but still stand up are the masters. The poor monk is just... um... the lucky one with supernatural powers."

"You're quite self-aware." Xianyu said.

Fangzheng silently said, "Huh? Hunan restaurant, fish head with chopped pepper?"

Salted Fish: "Master, I was wrong..."

"Well...it's okay, the poor monk is a vegetarian." Fangzheng nodded in satisfaction, and left with the salted fish.

It has to be said that the Ruan family's energy in YN country is very strong, Fangzheng just moved in, and just asked about the flight ticket to go back tomorrow, and someone immediately delivered the ticket to Fangzheng.

"First class..." Fangzheng looked at the words on it in surprise, and gasped in amazement.

Fangzheng has never sat in first class before at his age, and for the first time, he was a little excited. As for, refuse? of course not!

Fangzheng saved their lives, and he couldn't afford to accept a first-class ticket from them.

"Master, what is first class?" Xianyu came over curiously.

Fangzheng said: "The poor monk doesn't quite understand it either. Anyway, it's just...very comfortable. Hmm...go search online!"