Chapter 1326 Social Monk

Orna said: "Olante, it's fine if you do that. Why do you have to offer a reward for people to steal it? Do you think those people can accomplish anything?"

Olante said indifferently: "They can't do it, and we don't need to pay. There is nothing to lose, so why not try?"

"However, that monk is not simple. Do you remember what happened to YDL? YDL was almost driven crazy." Orna said.

Olante said disapprovingly: "That is YDL, not country M. Country M has the ability to shut anyone up! No one can tell us what to do in our country."

ring ring ring...

"Your cell phone is ringing." Orna said.

Olante picked up the phone, and Ormas's angry growl immediately came from inside: "Olante, who told you to use means against Huaxia? Who told you to go to One Finger Temple to steal things? I need you to give me An explanation!"

Olante grinned when he was sprayed, but he still said disapprovingly; "Oh, dear father, you don't need to make such a big fuss. I have a sense of proportion, we just let out a word, if it happens, we will Make a lot of money. If it doesn't work, we have no loss at all. Don't you think it's fun to let them bite the Chinese people?"

"Shut up! Now, immediately, immediately! Tell your people to stop! Besides, you get out of the family! Remember, immediately, immediately!" Holmas roared.

"Father, I'm very sad when you say that. I don't think there's anything wrong with me, and I won't do what you say. Or, father, are you planning to use your power?" Olante was very upset the way.

Almas was silent for a while after hearing this.

After a while, Almas said: "I promised your mother that I will not use power to interfere with your affairs. I will love you two brothers and sisters well, but now, I find that I dote on you a little Too much."

"Then what do you want? Hit me?" Olante said disapprovingly.

Almas sighed: "I really failed. I am completely incapable of disciplining my son. The school can't control you, but fortunately, there is still a kind of classroom in this world..."

Olante asked puzzledly, "What class?"

Almas said word by word: "Society."

Orante didn't understand what Almas meant at all, and asked, "Father, what do you mean?"

Almas 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, and the rest will be left to you." You are killed, beaten to death, disabled, and the rest is free.”

Olante said inexplicably: "Father, who are you talking to? Master? What master? You don't really think how powerful that monk in Huaxia is, do you? He is so powerful, why didn't he come to country M to find me? He has the ability Come find me, come beat me! See if my security team is the best, or he is the best! I'm not afraid!"

"Amitabha, benefactor, what did you just say?" The screen of the phone suddenly lit up.

Orante turned on the video function at some point when he saw the phone.

On the phone, there is a monk in white, who looks like a monk, sitting there eating, with chopsticks in his hand.

"Are you...Fangzheng?" Orante didn't care about how the two of them videotaped.

He is no stranger to the people on the phone. After planning other people's things, they naturally know what the owner looks like.

Fangzheng said: "Amitabha, the benefactor actually knows the poor monk. The poor monk should ask the benefactor, why do you want to steal from the poor monk?"

Olante 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 You, I'm going to hang up, bye."

As a result, Orante found out sadly that there was no hang-up button on the phone, even if it was forced to shut down!

Fangzheng smiled and said, "Benefactor, just now your father said, let the poor monk discipline you well."

When Olante heard this, he was immediately happy: "You discipline me? Who are you? How do you discipline me? Hit me through the screen?"

As soon as the words fell, Orante saw Fangzheng smile strangely at him and said, "As you wish."

Olante laughed wildly and said, "You crazy? Do you really want to hit me through the screen? Come on, my face is here, hit me!"

Fangzheng raised his right hand.

Olante subconsciously shouted: "You fool, you tricked others into tricking yourself into it? Do you really think you have supernatural powers? I'm not an actor you hired for money, and I will act with you!"

Fangzheng smiled and said, "You will cooperate."

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng dropped his hand and slapped it on the screen.

Snapped!

All the words Olante said behind were slapped back, his face was burning with pain, and he took two steps back involuntarily.

Orante covered his face in astonishment, and looked around again.

There was no one else in the office except his sister Olanna.

Orante said, "Sister, did you hit me?"

Olanna asked in amazement, "Are you crazy? Why did I hit you when I was sitting so far away?"

Olante said: "It's not you, who is that?"

"It's a poor monk." Fangzheng's voice sounded.

Orante looked down, and saw the monk opposite was smiling at him, and then took a bite of green vegetables, and shouted to his side, "Jingfa, don't slap your mouth when you eat."

"Impossible! You are on the phone, how could you call me?" Olante said.

Fang Zheng glanced back at him, raised his hand and slapped his chopsticks, and reprimanded him at the same time: "I'm teaching my apprentice, you shut up first."

Snapped!

The chopsticks slapped his face, and Orante backed away covering his face.

"Brother! Your face!" Olanna pointed at Olante and exclaimed.

Olante subconsciously looked in the mirror, and saw him in the mirror, with five finger marks on one side of his face and two horizontal marks on his nose, which looked like chopsticks!

Olante suddenly had a bad premonition, ran over quickly, picked up the phone and said, "You did this?"

Fangzheng glanced at him and said, "That's right, do you want to try again?"

"I don't believe it!" Orante shouted.

Fangzheng chuckled and said, "The poor monk likes you, let's change the spoon this time."

After finishing speaking, Fangzheng took out a spoon and looked at the screen!

Snapped!

"Oh!" Orante stepped back covering his eyes, and when he looked up, his eyes in the mirror were black and blue!

"Olante benefactor, how did you think about what the poor monk told you just now?" Fangzheng asked with a smile.

Orante was really a little scared. Facing this unknown force, he was a little timid. So he asked, "You...what are you going to do?"