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Fangzheng thought for a moment and shook his head. "Forget it. The grassland isn't with me, so I won't draw. This Penniless Monk came out to hide. Why is he in such a hurry to go back? " r
With that said, Fangzheng began to wander the streets of New York, admiring the beautiful scenery of the metropolis and the silence that was unique to him in the midst of the hustle and bustle. r
In fact, Fangzheng was indeed like that. Although there was an endless stream of traffic around him, the beauties in New York had long legs and slender waists, showing off the gentleness and purity of Jiangnan beauties. r
Fangzheng didn't avoid it. When he saw a beautiful girl, he would take a few more glances, causing them to snicker. "Hey, look at that monk. The way he looks at us …"
The girls really wanted to say that he was lecherous, but that pure and innocent gaze of admiration made them swallow the words that were about to come out of their mouths. They blushed and giggled before quickly leaving. r
"The world is so beautiful. Unfortunately, people always like to chase after the big cake that they can't see, but they don't know how to stop and carefully appreciate the beautiful scenery around them. Sigh … How lonely a good time is, but the world is full of beauty. Beauties are like clouds, and the cool breeze lingers with their fragrance. Friend, are you also here to participate in the Chinese fashion selection? " A young man with a slightly frivolous and cultured aura that was incompatible with this world suddenly came over. r
Fangzheng turned his head and saw that the person was a young man with ancient long hair, dressed in an ancient scholar's white robe, and holding a folding fan in his hand. He looked somewhat like an aristocrat from ancient times. r
Fangzheng was about to speak when the man suddenly exclaimed, "Wow! If I didn't know that Abbot Fangzheng was still in the northeast, I would have thought that you were him! Brother, isn't your attire too similar? A hundred percent! Standing next to Abbot Fangzheng makes you look like twins! " r
As he spoke, the man carefully observed Fangzheng and suddenly exclaimed, "No, you are Abbot Fangzheng! Holy sh * t, Abbot Fangzheng is here! " r
This guy's nerves seemed to be a little stupid, suddenly shouting like that. r
Before he could react, the people around him reacted. They looked over and all of their gazes landed on Fangzheng's bald head! r
At that instant, Fangzheng actually felt a little guilty …
However, on second thought, Fangzheng was himself. What was there to feel guilty about? He put his palms together and said, "Amitabha. Greetings, benefactors." r
"It's really Abbot Fangzheng! Abbot Fangzheng, would you like an autograph? " r
"Abbot Fangzheng, aren't you in the northeast? Why did you come to our corner? "someone yelled in a northeastern accent. r
"Abbot Fangzheng, shall we take a picture together?" r
… …\ r
Along with Fang Zheng's admission, the surroundings seemed to explode. The people of NJ were just like their city's name, they were as enthusiastic as four big furnaces, instantly surrounding Fang Zheng. r
Fangzheng looked bitterly at the man in ancient attire. The man also looked apologetic, but he immediately joined the encirclement. What could Fangzheng say? He could only take a picture here, sign there, and answer a question here …
Only when the patrolling police came to maintain order did Fangzheng escape in a sorry state. r
"Haha … Abbot Fangzheng, we meet again!" r
Fangzheng looked over and saw that the person who came to maintain order was the police who had arrested the robbers. Meeting again, Fangzheng felt very cordial. He hurriedly bowed and said, "Thank you, benefactor." r
"No need, no need. Master, this is my colleague. Look, let's take a picture together?" The policeman chuckled. r
The young policeman was a little shy and a little excited. r
Facing his benefactor, Fangzheng naturally couldn't refuse, so he stood in the middle. The two policemen stood on his left and right, giving Fangzheng the center position. They stood straight, their solemn faces exuding a sense of righteousness that triumphed over evil. r
Fangzheng smiled warmly and placed his hands in front of him …
Ka! r
The photo was taken, and Fangzheng was released. r
The man in ancient attire immediately came over and said, "Abbot Fangzheng, my name is Li Bohan. I'm your hardcore fan!" r
Fangzheng really wished to give the man a slap when he saw him act like a close friend despite being a little silly. Are you such a hardcore fan? You nearly screwed me over! r
However, the man's smile was very pure. Furthermore, Fangzheng could sense that although the boy was silly, he was very likable. At the very least, Fangzheng didn't hate him. r
Just as Fangzheng was about to say something, he heard someone behind him shout, "The police are gone!" r
Fangzheng's heart palpitated when he heard that. His fingers were trembling from the autograph he had just signed. Again? That would be fatal! r
Therefore, Fangzheng ran without looking back. He rushed out of the crowd and turned into an alley, but it was a dead end! Fangzheng was too deep for tears. He thought to himself, "It's over. Even the heavens aren't giving This Penniless Monk a chance to have fun! Forget it, time to return to the monastery! " r
With a thought, Fangzheng vanished from his spot. r
Almost at the same time, Li Bohan and the group of fans chased after him, but they were empty …
While Fangzheng was causing a ruckus, someone was about to cry! r
Although Tojo, who was also Luo Hao, had been brought back by his wife and treated by a doctor, his life was temporarily saved. r
Now that the surgery was over, Luo Hao was lying on the bed. He was still conscious, but his eyes were gone and most of his ears were gone. However, he could still hear sounds …
Luo Hao's wife sat by the bed. On the wall opposite her was a huge curved television. At that moment, the television was broadcasting the local news. r
"Old Luo, it's fine. Isn't it just blind? There's still me. I'll be your eyes. " Luo Hao's wife consoled him with a sobbing tone. However, her face was filled with coldness. She didn't seem to feel any heartache. r
Luo Hao nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Those three bastards. We can't let them off easy!" r
Just as Luo Hao's wife was about to nod, she heard a piece of news on the television. Then …
"This station has just received an explosive piece of news. The chairman of the Round Table Corporation, Luo Hao, is actually a Japanese! That's right, it's the famous figure you're familiar with, Luo Hao. On his alternate Weibo account, he publicly called the people of Japan 'taijin' and China 'shina'. Furthermore, he claimed that if it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to expand his business and make some achievements, he would have long emigrated to Japan. He has even made up his mind to settle down in Japan when he's old … "
"How did they know about my alternate Weibo account?" Luo Hao suddenly shouted. r
"This … Reporters all have dog noses …" Luo Hao's wife complained, but there was no hint of complaint on her face. r
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