"Master, this is the first time in my life that I have seen someone begging for a beating. It seems that these three people are really sick, and their illness is not serious." Hong Hai'er held back a smile and pointed. Pointing at the head, it means that these three brains are sick.
When the three of them heard this, their faces turned red with anger.
When the others heard this, they coaxed and laughed collectively!
I don’t know who it was inside, laughing in a low voice: "He is indeed a crooked master, he is so damn crooked! He will be beaten when he is told, and he is beaten so confidently."
The others laughed along with them, and at the same time, in line with Fang Zheng's words, they shouted: "Master is really merciful. If someone asks for a beating, you can beat him. Well done!"
"I have never seen anyone begging to be beaten in my whole life. Now that the master has satisfied them, they should be happy."
"Sure enough, the woods are big and there are all kinds of birds, and the puddles are big and there are all kinds of bastards! These bastards... ahem, they are really different. At this time, we should sing a song: You are different, different..."
Hearing these words, the faces of the three people turned from red to green, and they almost became cuckolds. The fist was tightly closed. When the woman saw this, she gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, you want to compete with me in ruthlessness and shamelessness, right?"
After saying that, the woman lay on the ground with a thud and shouted: "Oh my head! It hurts! My head... The monk who killed me today hit someone... Call the police!"
"Yes, yes, call the police! The monk hit someone!" The man with sallow skin also shouted.
For a while, the two people started rolling around on the ground and called the police at the same time.
When other people saw this scene, they all frowned. They had never seen such a shameless person before. But then I thought about it, this is indeed a trouble. If it continues like this, there is no need to continue the lecture today, I am afraid it will be wasted on them. The doctors were stamping their feet anxiously, but they didn't know how to deal with these rogues.
At this time, police officers crowded in the crowd. For such a large event, the police had been doing security work, so as soon as they heard someone making trouble, they came immediately. Seeing the rogue on the ground, the policeman also frowned, but he still went over professionally and asked: "How is it? Are you okay?"
As soon as they saw the police coming, the two guys on the ground screamed even more fiercely, and the woman even yelled: "I can't help it, I was hit on the head, and I can't stand up. Oops, it hurts... I'm dizzy!"
The man with sallow skin then shouted: "I can't do it anymore. I'm dizzy and can't stand up."
The police have seen this kind of people a lot, but I have to say that dealing with this kind of people is really tricky. The policeman squatted down helplessly and said, "Would you like to find a doctor for you? There are many doctors here."
"Comrade police, don't look at it, these two are just pretending." A doctor snorted coldly.
"How can you talk like this? Do you still have any medical ethics? People are like this, and you still say sarcastic words?" the sick man yelled angrily.
The doctor suddenly blushed when he was scolded. Just as he was about to refute, he heard the sick man continue: "Comrade policeman, it was this monk who beat me. Do you care about this matter?"
The policeman also looked at Fang Zheng with some embarrassment, and then asked for the sick man: "They really can't get up?"
"I can't get up, I can't get up, I'm dizzy, I feel like I'm going to die," the woman shouted.
The sallow-skinned man followed, "I feel like I can't feel my hands and feet anymore. This was so cruel. I must have been seriously injured."
Just as the policeman was about to say something, a Buddhist call came from nearby: "Amitabha, two donors, are you sure you can't stand up?"
When they saw Fang Zheng asking, their first impression was that Fang Zheng was afraid, so they nodded and said, "That's right, I can't stand up anymore. We know our own bodies well, and we definitely can't stand up anymore!"
Fang Zheng asked with a smile: "You really can't stand up?"
As soon as Fang Zheng passed him this little look, the two people on the ground suddenly had a strange feeling. This monk didn't seem to be afraid! Does he have other means
But then, the two of them calmed down, no matter what you do, we can't afford to pretend to be sick. Even if God comes, we are also injured. If you can't find out, it's because of your poor medical skills!
Thinking of this, the two people nodded immediately.
As a result, before I even nodded my head, I felt a chill under my butt! The two people looked down subconsciously and saw a snake coming out of nowhere and heading into their trouser pockets!
At that moment, both of them felt like their scalps were exploding! His eyes widened in horror, and it was too late to scream! Not to mention thinking about why this snake doesn't hibernate in the middle of winter and instead comes out looking for crotch drills!
Almost at the same time, the two of them jumped up with a cry and shouted: "There is a snake! Help!"
The woman was so frightened that she ran around and stamped her feet.
The man was even more frightened. He put his hand into his crotch and pulled it, shouting: "It's in, it's in! Help! Damn it."
"Grandpa, what's wrong with that uncle?" a child asked the old man next to him.
The old man coughed dryly, rubbed his grandson's head and said, "I guess he was bitten by a snake."
When the people on the side heard this, they burst out laughing, and then they all agreed: "Yes, yes, yes, being bitten by a snake is so pitiful, haha..."
The child looked at the adults in bewilderment and muttered: "People have been bitten by snakes, and you still laugh, you have no sympathy!"
When everyone heard this, they laughed even more happily.
Squirrel stood on Fang Zheng's shoulder and asked Fang Zheng a little confused: "Master, what happened to him?"
Fang Zheng said seriously: "Are you using too much force?"
Squirrel was confused when he heard this, and had no idea what Red Boy was talking about.
Fang Zheng directly slapped Hong Boy, this dirty kid! How come he can drive regardless of what he says? Are you still driving like this
Fortunately, Hong Boy's voice was very low and everyone's attention was on the man on the ground. Otherwise, upon hearing these words, Fang Zheng estimated that the image of a master he had worked so hard to create would immediately collapse.
(End of chapter)