Then the phone hung up...
The diplomats of country M almost cried when they heard this. What is this? Everything he did was based on what the higher-ups told him, but in the end he was blamed. Who could he ask to reason with
But now, he really had no place to reason, so he smiled cheekily and said, "I think your previous proposal was good... How about this?"
Diplomats from other Allied nations followed suit...
It's a joke, if they were just afraid of Fang Zheng before, but always believed that they still had nuclear bombs to rely on, then Fang Zheng didn't dare to do anything. So now, they have completely given up on this idea.
Founder is not just a walking nuclear bomb, but an immortal nuclear bomb. How can he go against such a person and a country that has such a person? That is simply courting death!
Fortunately, this person and this country are very broad-minded. They don't think about hegemony, but only want harmony and win-win results. Otherwise... they think about the consequences, and cold sweat breaks out on their foreheads.
…
"Haha... He should be given an award."
"Awards? I'm afraid he won't like it."
"Give me the money."
"He is an outsider, how can he care about money?"
"That's right, why don't we give awards instead."
"Can you find him?"
"Uh... then it will be a national broadcast, an honorary mention, no certificate, and it will be recorded in the history books and give him a thumbs up."
"Agree!"
"pass!"
…
Some cheered and some lamented, but no one could change the fact that no one in this world could cure this monk.
But everyone was relieved, because this monk seemed to be really harmless and had no ambitions.
At this moment, Fang Zheng had slowly walked out of the center of the nuclear explosion, and then he grinned at the nervous M troops with live ammunition in front of him. He clasped his hands together, turned around, and took off into the air. , broke through the air and went away.
Leaving behind a place, the M Army was completely messed up in the wind.
"Master, I still don't understand why you are doing this. You are completely exposing yourself. Aren't you afraid of trouble?" Hong Boyer asked in confusion.
Fang Zheng smiled and said, "Yes, I'm afraid of trouble. But some troubles still need to be solved. This time I stole the limelight and challenged the ultimate power of human nuclear bombs. No one will use it as an excuse in the future. In the past, people used it to Nuclear bombs serve as the final regulator of peace, and from now on, Weishi will be the final regulator.
As long as they cannot surpass being a master, they can only stare blankly and not dare to mess around. Likewise, they don’t dare to cause trouble for their teacher..."
"But it's a lot of trouble," Honghai'er said.
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "That's something that can't be helped. There are gains and losses."
While they were talking, the two of them had already fallen from the sky and landed on Yi Zhi Mountain.
As soon as the clouds fell, Fang Zheng discovered that Yizhi Mountain seemed a little different. There was a strange figure on Yizhi Mountain!
This man knelt at the door of Yizhi Temple, motionless.
In front of him, there was a salted fish kneeling. The two guys stared at each other, not knowing what they were doing.
Hong Hai'er said: "Master, the fifth junior brother used a unique trick again. If you can't solve it, just cry and kneel..."
Fang Zheng nodded slightly, walked over, and saw the face of the person clearly. She was a relatively young woman. Her face was dusty and her clothes were in many tatters. It was obvious that she had experienced Many blessings were found from outside the mountains.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands and asked, "Amitabha, donor, why are you looking for this poor monk?"
Fang Zheng knew very well that he could come prepared, find Yizhi Temple, and force Xianyu to come out to see her and kneel here with her. Then this female donor must know what Fang Zheng is doing here. She is kneeling here, she must be begging for something...
In this case, Fang Zheng stopped talking nonsense and just asked the question.
The woman kept her head lowered and did not move, as if she was dead. Suddenly I heard a voice, like spring water, extremely warm and refreshing, going straight into my heart. As if his whole body had been activated, he slowly raised his head and looked at the person in front of him.
Only then did I realize that the person in front of me was no longer the salted fish, but a young, gentle monk!
The monk looked very familiar. She rubbed her eyes and looked carefully. Then she looked at Fang Zheng with excitement and disbelief. Her lips trembled and she wanted to say something, but she couldn't say anything.
Fang Zheng clasped his hands together and said, "Donor, if you can't say it, just think about it from the moment you want to say it the most. The poor monk can see it."
"President Fangzheng, is it really you? Am I not dreaming?" the woman said excitedly.
Fang Zheng nodded and said, "Amitabha is just a poor monk."
When the woman heard this, she immediately cried. She hugged Fang Zheng's thigh and cried loudly: "President Fang Zheng, please help me... wu wu..."
Fang Zheng was helpless. He did not dislike the woman's dirty looks, nor did he throw away her feminine clothes because of the so-called commandments. Instead, he was quietly held by the woman. He could feel that when the woman hugged him, there was no feeling between a man and a woman, it was just a help for a fragile heart to seek support. This is the instinct of living things and the pity of the weak...
For this kind of person, Fang Zheng did not intend to avoid him, but calmly let her hold him, while he acted as the big tree and harbor that could support her and give her spiritual comfort.
As time passed, the woman had cried enough and vented enough. She gradually relaxed, then came back to her senses and looked up at Fang Zheng.
Only then did she realize that Fang Zheng had been standing there for so long, clasping his hands, smiling, and looking at her.
There was no sarcasm for the fun, no pity for the weak, but just that sunny smile, like the big boy next door. At that moment, all the discomfort in her heart was smoothed away.
"Master, why did this female donor stop crying with your insignificant smile?" Honghai'er said through a message.
Fang Zheng also replied with Yi Meng Huang Liang: "What she needs is not pity, pity will only make her more sad. She just needs a good listener. Smiling and listening calmly is the greatest encouragement to her."
"That's it." Red Boy said.
(End of chapter)