His pure white monk robes appeared especially bright and eye-catching under the moonlight. His bald head was as bright as a light bulb. At a glance, the attendant recognized him. He was the main character that had reversed the situation tonight — Fangzheng!
The attendant narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath before walking over. Without waiting for Fangzheng to say a word, he said, "Abbot Fangzheng, things have come to an end downstairs. Everyone got me to bring you back."
"When This Penniless Monk leaves, you will leave on the aircraft, right?" Fangzheng slowly turned his head and looked at the stunned attendant. He said indifferently, "Patron Red Shirt?"
A look of horror flashed in the attendant's eyes. "Master, don't speak nonsense. Otherwise, I won't be able to keep my life. I'm only an ordinary attendant … "
"Patron, This Penniless Monk's eyes don't like to look at a person's skin. He prefers to look at their souls. Whether it's a person or a ghost under the skin, This Penniless Monk can still see clearly. The aircraft is right there. If you want to fly, feel free to do so, "said Fangzheng.
"Really?" A look of surprise flashed in the attendant's eyes.
Fangzheng smiled.
Red Shirt smiled as well. "Thank you, Abbot."
With that said, Red Shirt turned and ran to the aircraft. After skillfully controlling it, he leaped into the air and flew off!
Flying into the air, Red Shirt laughed out loud. "Abbot Fangzheng, we shall meet again! Next time, I'll give you a huge gift! "
As he spoke, Red Shirt turned his head and saw that the rooftop was empty at some point in time.
"Where is he?" Red Shirt asked subconsciously.
"Amitabha. Patron, are you looking for This Penniless Monk?" A Buddhist proclamation sounded.
Red Shirt looked up and through the silver moonlight, he happened to see a figure on the glider! Without a doubt, it was Fangzheng!
"Are you mad?!" Red Shirt yelled in shock and anger. At the same time, he felt his scalp tingle as he nearly blew up! The glider was custom-made. It was more than enough to carry one person, but two?
The moment this thought came to him, the glider seemed to suddenly weigh down as he plummeted down!
Red Shirt yelled. "You lunatic! You are trying to get me killed! "
Fangzheng said, "Patron, what do you mean? This Penniless Monk only allowed you to use the hang glider, but he didn't say that This Penniless Monk wouldn't follow? But it looks like you're going to fall to your death. Do you have any last words before you die? "
Red Shirt looked at the approaching ground and yelled, "F * * k your granny!"
Pa!
A huge slap landed on Red Specter's face!
Amid the intense pain, the Red Specter shook his head violently. The scene before him shattered! He was shocked to find that the person in front of him was a man with bloodshot eyes who was not wearing any pants! The man rode on him and waved his fists, beating him violently until he was stunned!
However, he was even more confused. Didn't he just fly away? Why did he come back to the banquet hall? What the hell was going on?
Unfortunately, the only reply he got was a round of punches.
After Hong Yi recovered from the blow, he immediately panicked. If he didn't run now, it would be too late! Therefore, Red Specter roared and flipped the man over. With a few punches and kicks, he knocked the man to the ground. Then, he roared, "Hit me? Who the hell are you? Who dares to hit me? Who else?! "
Red Shirt roared as he surveyed his surroundings. Then, boundless anger turned into boundless bitterness. Finally, he slowly raised his hand and squatted on the ground, shouting, "Don't hit my head!"
The next moment, dozens of people charged forward, howling. All that was left of the Red Specters were the screams of pain.
Meanwhile, on Mt. Dharma Characteristic, Fangzheng was looking at the glider in front of him with a chuckle.
Salted Fish said, "Reverend, are you really going to play this?"
Fangzheng nodded. "This thing is really high-level. I've only seen it on television in the past, but I've never seen it in real life. This is a rare opportunity. How can I not try? "
"Then do you know how to play?" Salted Fish asked.
Fangzheng thought about how he had guided Red Shirt into a dream and saw how Red Shirt controlled it. He said, "Probably … Since I won't die from the fall, I'll have fun first!"
With that said, Fangzheng followed Red Shirt's instructions and activated a few simple instruments. Then, he grabbed the hang glider's handle with both hands and sped up. With a forceful kick, the hang glider soared into the sky!
"Wahaha! This Penniless Monk is flying!" Fangzheng laughed as he flew into the sky.
Salted Fish soared into the sky as well and sat on the hang glider. The hang glider immediately sank and was about to change directions.
"Be gentle!" Fangzheng shouted.
Salted Fish hurriedly used his divine powers to make himself weightless, but …
Fangzheng had taken it for granted, and Salted Fish trusted Fangzheng too much. At that moment, a strong gust of wind blew as Fangzheng felt an immense force push the hang glider backward!
Fangzheng was indeed inexperienced. Seeing that the hang glider was about to flip, he roared and tugged with all his might. The hang glider flipped forward! Fangzheng exclaimed as he tugged back. The hang glider turned into a chain ball as it flew randomly in the sky.
Above, Salted Fish was already yelling. "Exciting! This is what I call awesome! Reverend, faster! "
When Fangzheng heard that, he really wanted to rush forward and slap him. Exciting my ass! Can't you see that I'm falling?
At the same time, the police arrived at the banquet hall's entrance!
"Sir, isn't this too simple? Isn't Red Shirt famous for being ruthless? Why didn't this fellow set up any defenses along the way? "a special police officer asked in disbelief.
Officer Song, who was leading the team, was also dumbfounded. Although Vietnam's public security was very good, there would occasionally be two people who didn't know what was good for them. He had also been involved in such incidents several times. They had all come up with their heads on the line, one bullet at a time.
But this time, it was too simple … It was as though the other party didn't put up any defenses at all, or someone had helped them clear all the obstacles. But was that possible?
Red Shirt was one of the most ruthless people in the Red Fiend organization. Wherever he went, there was no peace. Now … The more he thought about it, the more cold sweat broke out on his forehead. A route that could have been completed in half an hour had taken him an hour!
Now, seeing that they were about to reach the banquet hall's entrance, countless scenes and possibilities flashed through his mind.
For example, would they be fired upon the moment they entered? Would they be caught off guard?
Or could there be no one inside, or perhaps there were some hostages who would be lured in and explode, killing everyone?
He even thought of the poisonous gas …
With this in mind, Officer Song was truly a little worried. Hence, he said, "In a while, wear a gas mask and check the situation. If there's no one inside, no one is to rashly enter! Let the bomb experts take a look first … "
At that moment, Officer Song wished he could recount all the possible dangers in his mind. Finally, he waved his hand and said, "Go!"
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