"Ding! Congratulations, you have completed this Wuxiang Sect mission. Do you want to draw a lottery and return to Yizhi Temple?" the system asked.
Fang Zheng thought for a while, shook his head and said: "Forget it, the prairie is not around, so I won't smoke. The poor monk came out to hide for a while, why is he in such a hurry to go back?"
After saying that, Fang Zheng began to walk on the streets of NJ, admiring the beautiful scenery of the metropolis and his own unique quietness amidst the hustle and bustle.
In fact, this is true for Fang Zheng. Although there is a lot of traffic around him, the beauties from NJ also have long legs and thin waists, which fully demonstrates the softness and purity of Jiangnan beauties.
Fang Zheng is not shy about it. He will look twice at a beautiful girl when he sees her, which makes the other party chuckle: "Hey, look at that monk, the way he looks at us..."
The girls wanted to talk lustfully, but the pure and admiring gaze made them swallow the words that came to their lips. It turned into a blush, a burst of laughter, and then quickly moved away.
"The world is so beautiful, but unfortunately, people always like to rush to chase the invisible pie, but they don't know to stop and carefully appreciate the beautiful scenery around them. Alas... Good times are so lonely, but the world is full of youth and beauties. Go, the breeze is still fragrant. My friend, are you here to participate in the Chinese costume audition?" A young man with a bit of frivolity and an aura of Wen Zou Zou who is incompatible with this world suddenly came over.
Fang Zheng looked back and saw that the person coming was a young man with ancient long hair, wearing a white gown worn by ancient scholars, and holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked a bit like a good young man from ancient times.
Fang Zheng was about to speak when the other party suddenly exclaimed: "Wow! If I hadn't known that Chairman Fang Zheng was still in the Northeast, I would have thought you were him! Brother, your outfit looks too similar, right? 100%! And! If Fangzheng presides over and stands together, then they are twins!"
While talking, the man came up to observe Fang Zheng carefully, and suddenly exclaimed: "No, you are the host Fang Zheng! Oh my god, the host Fang Zheng is here!"
This guy seems to be a little nervous, and he suddenly made such a noise.
Anyway, he hasn't reacted yet, but other people around him have reacted and looked over one after another. All their eyes fell on Fang Zheng's bald head!
At that moment, Fang Zheng felt a little guilty...
But when Fang Zheng thought about it, he was who he was, what was there to feel guilty about? Then he clasped his hands and said, "Amitabha, hello all donors."
"It's really Chairman Fangzheng! Chairman Fangzheng, can you sign your name?"
"President Fangzheng, aren't you in the Northeast? Why are you here in this corner of the country?" Someone shouted in a Northeastern accent.
"Fang Zheng is the host. Can we take a photo together?"
…
With Fang Zheng's admission, the surrounding area seemed to explode. The people of NJ were like the name of their city, and their enthusiasm was like four big furnaces, instantly surrounding Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng looked at the man in ancient costume with a look of resentment. The man also looked apologetic, but immediately joined the encircling army. What can Fang Zheng say? I have no choice but to take a photo here, sign a name there, and answer a question here...
It wasn't until the patrolling police came over to maintain order that Fang Zheng escaped in embarrassment.
"Haha... Hosted by Fang Zheng, we meet again!"
Fang Zheng took a look and saw that the policemen who had arrested the robbers were the ones who came to maintain order. When they met again, Fang Zheng felt really cordial and he hurriedly saluted, "Thank you so much, donor."
"No, no, no, master, this is my colleague. Look, let's take a photo together?" the policeman chuckled.
The young policeman was a little shy and a little excited.
Faced with the benefactor who saved him, Fang Zheng certainly could not refuse, so Fang Zheng stood in the middle. Two policemen, one on the left and one on the right, gave up their C position to Fang Zheng. They stood upright, with a serious face showing the righteousness of defeating evil.
Fang Zheng, on the other hand, had a gentle smile on his face and put his hands in front of him...
Click!
After the photo was taken, Fang Zheng was liberated.
The man in ancient costume immediately came up and said, "My name is Li Bohan, host Fangzheng, and I'm your die-hard fan!"
Looking at this man who is a bit immature, but yet looks familiar, Fang Zheng really wants to slap him. Are you such a die-hard fan? It almost screwed me up!
However, this man's smile was very pure, and Fang Zheng could feel that although this big boy was young, he had to be said to be very lovable, at least Fang Zheng didn't hate him.
Fang Zheng was about to speak when he heard someone behind him shout: "The police are leaving!"
When Fang Zheng heard this, his heart trembled. The fingers that he signed just now were trembling. Do you want to do it again? This is fatal!
So Fangzheng ran away without looking back, rushed out of the crowd, and turned into the alley. It turned out to be a dead end! Fang Zheng was about to cry but had no tears, and thought to himself: "It's over, God won't give this poor monk a chance! That's it, let's go back to the temple!"
With a thought, Fang Zheng disappeared from the spot.
Almost at the same time, Li Bohan and the group of fans chased after him, but they found nothing...
Fang Zheng was making a fuss here, and he was quite happy, but some people were about to cry!
Although Tojo, that is, Luo Hao, was taken back by his wife and asked a doctor for treatment, his life was temporarily saved.
Now that the operation is over, Luo Hao is lying on the bed, still conscious, but his eyes are gone and most of his ears are missing. But I can still hear the sound...
Luo Hao's wife was sitting on the edge of the bed. On the opposite wall was a large curved TV. At this moment, the TV was playing local news.
"Lao Luo, it's okay, aren't you just blind? And me, I will be your eyes." Luo Hao's wife comforted her with a tearful voice, but her face was full of coldness, without any distress. the meaning of.
Luo Hao nodded slightly and said solemnly: "Those three bastards, we can't let them have an easy time!"
Just as Luo Hao's wife was about to nod, she heard a piece of news on the TV, and then...
"This station has just received an explosive news. Luo Hao, the chairman of the Private Entrepreneurs Roundtable Group, is actually a Japanese activist! Yes, it is the famous figure Luo Hao you are familiar with. He disclosed it in his Weibo account He calls country R Taijun, and calls China China. Moreover, he claims that if he didn’t want to expand his company and make some achievements in life, he would have immigrated to country R long ago. He has even made plans to settle down in his old age. The thoughts of country R..."
"How did they know about my trumpet?" Luo Hao suddenly shouted.
"Well, reporters are all stupid..." Luo Hao's wife complained, but there was no hint of complaint on her face.
At this moment, Luo Hao's wife received a call. She turned on the speakerphone as a habit, and heard the other person say: "Mr. Lu, it's not good! The news that the boss is a Jing-Japanese element has spread. Now on the Internet There are pictures of boss Jingri everywhere. There are also videos of three other Jingri elements testifying and they are being forwarded!"
(End of chapter)