Phelps has thought about it. As soon as his brother Fields comes, he will let the police arrest him immediately! He didn't believe it anymore. How dare Fang Zheng's apprentice openly attack the police? Then what they faced were guns and shells. He didn't think that one person dared to confront the violent organs of a country.
As for why Fang Zheng was arrested? He should have been in jail!
At this moment, Phelps received a call from Fields, who said bitterly: "Brother, are you dazzled? I'm at the police station, and Fang Zheng is in good custody."
"Impossible! Then who is in front of me?" Phelps stared directly at Fang Zheng.
Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said nothing.
Phelps suddenly felt that his back was wet with cold sweat. He swallowed and asked, "You... can you see clearly?"
"Can it be unclear? I took a look and touched him to make sure he was alive. When I came back, the hot water pipe burst. I'm still on the way to the hospital." Fields said bitterly.
Phelps's heart trembled. He really couldn't figure out who was real, but he understood one thing. No matter which one it was, it was not a normal thing!
Fields said: "But I sent a few police officers there. You can figure it out when the time comes. Hey, you'd better help me think of a way. Get rid of the monk in my police station quickly. This guy He is simply a waning god!”
Phelps comforted Fields repeatedly and hung up the phone. Thinking that the police were coming, he felt a little more confident.
After going downstairs and arriving at the gate, Phelps happened to see the ambulance parked at the gate. His security team members were being checked one by one and then placed aside. They checked one by one. The doctor shook his head and finally yelled angrily: "You people are going too far! Who said they fell from the 88th floor? They fell from the 88th floor and just fainted? What bastards! You should deal with these people on your own, they will wake up with a basin of water!"
After that, the ambulance roared away without even looking back.
Everyone at the scene looked at each other in shock. They swore that they really saw these people falling from the 88th floor. But... why did he just faint and not die? This is unscientific!
Phelps felt more cold sweat on his forehead. The more unreasonable the things in front of him were, the more scared he was! The more I felt that I was surrounded by two monsters, one big and one small.
Just then, police sirens sounded, and Phelps saw two police cars approaching. However, this police car was a bit weird, with its hood raised, as if it had hit something.
It doesn't matter so much, as long as the police come to rescue him, he has had enough of these two monks!
The police car stopped, and eight policemen quickly got out of the car, pressing the guns on their waists with one hand, and rushed over at the same time. Their movements were very skillful, and just looking at them gave them a sense of police majesty. Of course, it would be a different story if you saw their bruised and swollen faces.
Phelps smiled slightly and said to Fang Zheng: "Abbot Fang Zheng, it seems that we can't finish this meal."
Fang Zheng smiled slightly at Phelps and said nothing.
Phelps saw the police running past him. As he ran, he said, "Split up and guard the elevators and stairs. Let's go up and catch the monk! Don't let him escape!"
While they were talking, a group of police officers were guarding the door and going upstairs, but no one took a second look at Phelps!
Phelps was dumbfounded. He looked at the police and waved his hand, but no one paid him any attention! It's like I can't see him...
At this time, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Donor, let's eat."
With a cry in his voice, Phelps nodded and said, "Okay, eat, eat, damn, eat!"
After getting in the car, the driver didn't understand what Phelps was thinking and asked, "Boss, where are we going to eat?"
Phelps said impatiently: "Find any one!"
When the driver heard this, he looked for him casually? My big boss is not a casual person! What's more, this time he brought a friend... So the driver took it upon himself to drive to the door of Phelps's usual restaurant, Fengshe.
Fengshe is not the largest restaurant in the area, but it is the most expensive! The facade is just a gate, and behind the gate are tall trees. You can't see what's behind it, but you can tell by looking at the luxury cars entering and leaving the parking lot that there is definitely something good inside!
When Phelps saw this, the whites of his eyes rolled out. Before he could say anything, the thief got out of the car first, and turned around and asked: "Donor, this is a good place, this is it." Come home."
Phelps suddenly had the urge to strangle this monk to death. You are so damn rude!
However, Phelps thought about it and realized that he could not afford to offend the monk now that he was under the roof, so he might as well endure it. In his opinion, if you can't afford to offend him, then just drag him! As long as the negotiations there are results, how can this monk turn the world around
Furthermore, just one monk and one little monk, how much can two people eat? Even if it’s expensive here, Phelps will have no problem treating them to food for the rest of his life!
Thinking of the bright future, Phelps tried his best to smile and said: "Since Master likes it, let's eat it here. By the way, Master, can we not mention the prescription when we go in?"
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Of course, the poor monk never talks about business matters when eating."
"That's good, let's go." When Phelps heard this, he immediately beamed. Isn't it just eating? I'll eat you to death!
Phelps was happy and got out of the car, and the driver took the initiative to stop the car. Phelps, with Fang Zheng, took out a black card and handed it to the woman at the door. The two women immediately pushed open the old door. Behind the door was a rockery, and the scene behind it could not be seen.
Phelps raised his head and said: "Master, don't underestimate this door. This is an antique. It is said to be the palace gate of the Shenma Dynasty hundreds of years ago. It is priceless."
Fang Zheng smiled and nodded, but didn't care at all.
In Fang Zheng's view, the only value of an antique is the historical information it carries. Once the historical information on it is deciphered by future generations, its value will only be a corner of the past history. In themselves, there is no such thing as being priceless.
Seeing the calm expression on Fang Zheng's face, Phelps said, "Master, do you understand antiques?"
Fang Zheng said: "It's okay, but there are many such doors in the Forbidden City of China. If you want to see them, you can go there anytime."
When Phelps heard this, his face turned black. Only then did I remember that the guy in front of me came from an ancient civilization, the Forbidden City of China, and the Chinese people themselves probably didn’t know how many ancient gates there were. I'm tired of looking at it, why would I care about an abandoned door in a foreign country
Phelps shook his head, stopped bragging about this, and led the way obediently.
(End of chapter)