Chapter 1451 Is an Acquaintance Again

"Amitabha, don't be angry with the donor, this is performance art." The old monk smiled at him kindly.

Hearing this, the strong man exploded with all his anger, and cursed: "Fuck you, performance art, I'll kill you!"

As a result, countless pairs of shoes flew towards him and hit him with a smack, causing him to run away with his head in his arms.

After the shoe rain passed, he raised his head and said angrily, "Who?"

As a result, the audience all around said in unison: "Me!"

Then someone shouted: "Brothers and sisters, show him real art!"

So a group of people swarmed up!

The strong man and the other two assistants screamed and were swallowed up by the crowd... The screams continued.

A few minutes later, two policemen rushed over: "What are you doing? Stop!"

Seeing the police coming, everyone stopped. A crooked monk caught in the crowd looked up at the police, and Master Liu, who was under him, said angrily: "Police, he beat people!"

Police: "Drop your weapons!"

Fangzheng looked at the shoes in his hand, oh, and dropped them...

Snapped!

The sole of the shoe landed on Master Liu's face, just hearing that voice, everyone felt their faces hurt...

Then the crooked monk said with a look of embarrassment: "I'm sorry, inertia...I raised it high, but subconsciously fell down, and I didn't expect to hit it again."

The police, the audience were collectively speechless.

Master Liu shouted with grief and indignation: "Police, they beat people, don't you care?"

Fangzheng got up, put on his shoes, and then took out another shoe from Master Liu's hand, which was the first one that flew over to hit Master Liu, then put them all on, and stomped his feet in front of Master Liu. Brighten up your shoes...

Master Liu said angrily: "It really is you! Fuck your mother's performance art, I will fight with you!"

Master Liu suddenly realized, a burst of anger came up, he got up, and jumped up to hit Fang Zheng!

As a result, Fangzheng also jumped up, and just happened to stand on the table. Master Liu was not very tall, even though he jumped up, he was still not very high. This fist happened to hit Fangzheng's knee. His knees were much harder than his fists, and he punched him with all his strength, performing supernormally in anger, so the small brittle bones of his old arms and legs...

Click!

Aww...

Master Liu clutched his twisted arm and shouted, "My hand... the police... catch this guy, this guy is beating someone!"

The policemen were speechless when they saw this scene, and then looked at the old monk who was also speechless and innocent.

The old monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, several benefactors, this poor monk did not fight back, but this benefactor jumped up and hit the poor monk's kneecap, is this considered beating?"

puff!

People couldn't help laughing when they heard this...

"Haha... this master, haha... is too short, he jumped up and hit his kneecap, this damn... haha..."

"As expected of a master, the supernatural power of jumping up and hitting your kneecap with this move is really amazing!"

"Amazing, amazing, this move has a bit of an artistic feel, haha..."

Master Liu burst into tears of pain. Hearing people's ridicule, he blushed like a monkey's ass, and shouted: "Police, arrest people quickly!"

At this moment, a rough voice sounded: "Stop!"

"What are you doing? Didn't you see that my arms are broken? Police, arrest me!" Master Liu yelled.

"Who told you that they are the police? They are our security guards!" The rough voice sounded.

Master Liu was stunned, security? Taking a closer look, these people are indeed wearing security clothes, and they are the ones that imitate Huaxia police uniforms. And this is not Huaxia, so this is indeed not the police!

Then the crowd dispersed, and a few people walked over with strides. The leader was a young man from Huaxia. The man was dressed in a neat suit, holding a mobile phone in his hand, with an anxious and angry expression on his face. Followed by Wang Daochun, and several other traditional calligraphers.

Seeing this person, Fangzheng raised his eyebrows subconsciously, this person looked familiar to him! Thinking about it carefully, I almost laughed, this is indeed an acquaintance! And very familiar!

Thinking of the next time, Fangzheng got off the table and backed away. The audience was also very supportive. Knowing that the monk took the lead in making trouble this time, they were afraid that he would be caught, so they stepped forward to block Fangzheng.

The visitor didn't look this way, but stared angrily at Master Liu, and asked, "Liu Kan, what's going on?"

Liu Kan said with tears: "Mr. Jing, it's not my fault. I performed my calligraphy well, but someone made trouble!"

"Troubleshooting? But why did I hear Mr. Wang say that how many people you brought are playing monkeys here?" Mr. Jing said angrily.

Master Liu shook his head and said, "What we are performing is art, how can we call it monkey playing? This is an insult to us! Mr. Jing, your people invited us here, so naturally we have to present the best things to perform. "

"The best thing? Just take a brush and write a few meters long?" Wang Daochun snorted coldly.

"Wang Daochun, you don't understand my art, you are not qualified to judge!" The man who wrote with a brush shouted.

Just as Wang Daochun was about to say something, Mr. Jing waved his hand and said, "Enough! Stop shouting! I invite you here to promote the status of Chinese culture overseas, not to let your own people fight among themselves! I know that your side What kind of ancient method inheritance does it represent, and one side is thinking of novel ways to attract attention. But my purpose is very clear, I spend money, and you have to give me good things! Instead of running out thousands of miles to embarrass people!"

Hearing this, Wang Daochun, Liu Kan and others stopped talking and frowned.

Wang Daochun was even more angry...

Seeing this, Fangzheng frowned... This person was unknown to others, but he knew it, because this person was almost beaten by him once. He is the son of the Jing family, Jing Yan's cousin, Jing Yulong.

Right now, Jing Yulong doesn't seem to want to comment on who is right or wrong, he just wants to let this matter stop here and continue his calligraphy display, but Fang Zheng is very clear that this matter must not continue. If we want to continue, we must kick out the fake masters like Liu Kan, otherwise it will not be promoting Chinese culture, but shameful!

But of all the people present, no one can suppress Jing Yulong's momentum, Jing Yulong is still as domineering as before, and he doesn't want to listen to anyone's words.

Jing Yulong said: "Everyone, this is the end of today's matter. I don't want to hear anyone complaining to me that the handwriting written by the other party is not artistic. Similarly, I also hope that you will show some sincerity for the face of the Chinese people." something!"

Hearing this, Wang Daochun gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Jing, if this is the case, I don't think we can cooperate. I can't allow myself to write with a group of liars under the same roof. Let me go!"