The person below was struck by the door, causing his muzzle to skew. Following that, he was kicked twice by Ong, causing him to lose his balance. He looked up and happened to receive a knee strike from Ong!
With a crack, the person's head was struck to the ground by the knee. With a thud, the person lost all his senses as his pupils dilated. He was dead!
Ong picked up the person's gun and shot him twice in the head. After ensuring that nothing went wrong, he went out to drag the two corpses back. After blocking the door, he quickly scanned the surveillance cameras.
He didn't see Salted Fish on the surveillance cameras, but he saw a monk and a Daoist sitting on the rooftop, engrossed in a conversation. And behind them, two people were secretly creeping up … When Ong saw this, his heart tightened. He wanted to inform Fangzheng, but he didn't know how. At that moment, he saw a microphone. He didn't know how to use it, so he switched it on and silently prayed for it to work!
Then, Ong shouted into the microphone. "Master, be careful!"
The moment he shouted, all the loudspeakers in Mt. Dharma Characteristic's interior blared. Even the rooftop and Dharma Characteristic Monastery had loudspeakers blaring!
At that instant, the two people who had secretly crept behind Fangzheng and Wanderer Tranquil felt their hearts tighten. They immediately raised their guns and shouted. "Don't move!"
This shout left Fangzheng and Wanderer Tranquil taken aback. They turned their heads simultaneously and happened to see two armed men aiming their guns at them.
A look of panic flashed in Wanderer Tranquil's eyes, but she quickly calmed down. She frowned slightly and was about to say something when Fangzheng spoke first.
Fangzheng was the first to speak. He asked in Mandarin, "Patrons, what did you say?"
The two men were stunned. Mandarin? They weren't Chinese, so how could they understand Mandarin? Fangzheng had shouted in Vietnamese, and that was all they knew.
While they were in a daze, they saw Fangzheng stomp his foot. With a boom, as though the ground was quaking, the stone slabs beneath his feet shattered. The two were so frightened that they forgot to fire. They only had one thought. "What monster is this?"
Just as the two of them were looking at the flying stones, a white figure rapidly approached them!
The two also reacted as they raised their hands and fired.
He saw the monk open his arms, holding a gun barrel in each hand!
"Haha … this fool!" The two of them laughed in their hearts. Blocking bullets with his bare hands? Do you want to die?
Bang!
Two gunshots rang out, and then the barrels of the guns exploded. The two of them couldn't hold on to the guns anymore and subconsciously let go. Then, they saw two large slaps coming toward them. Pa! Pa! Their heads turned toward the center and collided with each other. Their eyes rolled back and they fainted.
After the duo was finished, Wanderer Tranquil snapped to her senses. She looked at Fangzheng as though he was a monster. "Don't you know divine powers? Then he looked at the floor tiles and shook his head, "Uncle has to donate money to repair it again."
Fangzheng was speechless as he rubbed his nose. "I forgot …"
Wanderer Tranquil: "…"
Although Wanderer Tranquil remained calm, she couldn't help but be astounded by the beauty of violence when she thought of Fangzheng's swift speed and explosive strength. Originally, he thought that this scene should only exist in movies, but he didn't expect it to happen in reality.
"From the looks of it, something happened downstairs. Let's go down and take a look." Fangzheng changed the topic.
As Wanderer Tranquil nodded, there was an ear-piercing police siren from downstairs as a large number of policemen rushed over.
Fangzheng and Wanderer Tranquil left, but someone was going crazy! It was none other than Ong!
"Heavens, this is what martial arts is! Crushing marble with one foot, moving bricks at the speed of a cannonball, and blocking bullets with his bare hands … F * * k, if I knew this, what grudge would I not seek? "Ong roared.
At this moment, there was a strange cry from outside. Ong's heart tightened as he hurriedly hid by the corridor.
Following that, he heard a group of people run past as they shouted. "Lord Demon, we've been caught. We submit!"
However, what they received in response was the sound of a belt being whipped and Salted Fish's f * * king voice. "Submit? Aren't you a triad? Don't you have guns? Aren't you very fierce? Let's play a little longer with me! You're not allowed to run! "
"Ancestor, we're done … Please be merciful and let us go." Those people continued wailing.
When Ong heard that, he realized that it was actually Salted Fish. He hurriedly peeked his head out to take a look and was instantly dumbfounded.
A group of men were running while a salted fish was swinging a long belt that was connected to an unknown number of belts. It whipped the pants of a group of people in front of it until their pants were torn. Their white buttocks were swaying outside, and the red marks on them were especially eye-catching.
Upon seeing this scene, Ong subconsciously recalled his experience of herding sheep in the countryside. It was extremely similar!
"Ong, why are you here?" Salted Fish asked when he heard the commotion and saw Ong.
Ong said with a bitter smile, "Why am I here? Isn't it to find you? Master told me to watch you, but you ran around and even chased away so many people … "
"Who? I'm chasing away sheep! Tell me, what's wrong with these people? They pretend to be triads after getting a gun! " After Salted Fish said that, he was instantly infuriated when he saw that the people were about to disappear. He roared. "All of you, stop! You're not allowed to run!"
It was unknown how Salted Fish had tortured them, but they immediately stopped in fright. They really didn't dare run.
Only then did Salted Fish shake his head and say, "Look, have you ever seen such a lowly triad?"
When the people heard that, they lowered their heads bitterly. One of them corrected him. "Ancestor, we aren't triads. We are the Red Fiends terrorist organization!"
"Red Fiends? Why are you here? "Ong jumped in fright. Others might not know of the Red Fiends, but he did. Although the Red Fiends weren't as famous as violent terrorist organizations, they were infamous in Southeast Asia.
"The Vietnamese government has captured drug lord Nakai. He's one of our Red Fiends' financiers. As a condition of our cooperation, we have to rescue him. That's why we're here. The people here are our bargaining chips with the government, "said the person.
Ong frowned. "Are you mad? Now that you're here, there's no way you can leave alive even if Nakai is released. "
"Since we're here, we don't plan on leaving alive," someone whispered.
Ong's heart palpitated when he heard that. This was the difference between a terrorist organization and a typical triad. Although triads were brutal, they were afraid of death. As for a terrorist organization, they weren't afraid of death at all. They had plenty of death warriors who would do anything to achieve their goals.
"Aiyah, you guys sure are ferocious. Come, let me see how ferocious you are! "Salted Fish grinned as he snapped his belt.
Everyone trembled when they heard the sound. It was as though they were cows or sheep that had heard the sound of a whip.
When Ong saw this, he clicked his tongue. He really couldn't figure out what Salted Fish had done to these people. He had actually made a bunch of fugitives cower in fear?
Ong asked Salted Fish in a whisper. Salted Fish chuckled and pointed at the people.
When Ong asked, many of them cried. One of them said, "Have you experienced the despair of running into a wall, only to be pinned to the ground and beaten up by a salted fish?"
Another person said, "Have you experienced the despair of having extremely smelly water pumped into your nostrils and not being able to choke to death?"
"Have you experienced the despair of being caught by a demon?"
…
Ong suddenly came to a realization. These people might not be afraid of humans or things, but this salted fish demon had tortured them to the core.
With this in mind, Ong hurriedly said, "Salted Fish, your master is in danger. There's a large group of thugs upstairs. They've taken control of the banquet hall … "
"What? They ran to the banquet hall? And they're even taking control of the banquet hall? "Salted Fish exclaimed.
Ong imagined that Salted Fish was worried about Fangzheng, so he hurriedly nodded. "Yes, many of them went."
Salted Fish opened his mouth, pressed his fins together, and began chanting the scriptures.
"Salted Fish, what are you doing?" Ong turned anxious. Why was he chanting the scriptures instead of saving them?
Salted Fish said in all seriousness, "I'm chanting the scriptures for those fearless warriors …"
Ong was taken aback. "…"
Salted Fish continued. "I really have no idea who gave them the courage to find trouble with that baldy. Even I, an ancestor, don't dare, so who gave them the courage? "
Ong: "…"
"Sigh, these people aren't suitable to be terrorists. They should be monks. With the courage to enter hell, would there be a need to worry about attaining Buddhahood? Amitabha. Let's go. All of you, get up. Giddy up! "Salted Fish brandished his whip and chased the group away.
Only then did Ong snap to his senses from Salted Fish's words. He hurriedly chased after him and shouted. "Salted Fish, you have to think it through. You are a Guardian Protector. If you don't appear now, you might be held accountable once the matter is resolved! "
The moment that was said, Salted Fish immediately came to a halt. Thinking of how vengeful Fangzheng was, he knew that if he really didn't do anything, he might have his food deducted when he returned! It wasn't easy for him to win food from Jingxin, so it was likely that he would have to return it.
With this in mind, Salted Fish said, "Alright. As the number one Guardian Protector, let's head up to save them! However, we can't just go up like that! "
"Then how do we go up?" Ong asked, perplexed.
Salted Fish grinned and chuckled. He whispered a few words into Ong's ear. Ong looked at Salted Fish with a dumbfounded look and asked, "Are you sure?"
"Of course! I've never played such a game before! Hehe. Let's go and get to work! "With that said, Salted Fish brandished his whip and chased the group away.
At the same time, Red Specter sat on the platform and glanced at Nguyen Vo Hong and the few monks, Daoist priests, and priests who had stepped forward to demand justice but had been shot down with a single shot. These people were still breathing, but they were close to it.
The negotiators on the Red Specter's side were negotiating with the government. Both sides had been negotiating for a long time, but they were unable to come to a conclusion.
Gradually, Red Shirt turned a little impatient. As the saying goes, a long night is fraught with trouble. He had a nagging feeling that something bad was about to happen.
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