The moment this voice sounded, the BMW driver subconsciously stopped taking out the money …
The others looked over when they heard the voice …
Behind him was a monk dressed in tattered clothes. The monk didn't look old and looked a little familiar, but he couldn't recall where he had seen him before.
"Little Monk, I advise you to pretend that you didn't see anything and return to your car," said the baldy.
Fangzheng smiled and said, "Amitabha. Thank you for your kind intentions, Patron. However, This Penniless Monk did see this patron take out a crippled chicken and throw it behind the car tire. Since This Penniless Monk saw it, he can't not say it, right? "
Upon hearing this, the BMW driver suddenly said, "Venerable One, forget it … Just pretend that I ran it over. Let's leave quickly."
Clearly, the driver saw that Fangzheng was speaking up for him. He also knew that it was not as simple as running over a chicken. This was equivalent to encountering a village bandit. There was no way he could leave without paying.
"Leave? No one wants to leave without two thousand! "At that moment, Ping Yuan said.
The group of people suddenly dispersed and surrounded Fangzheng.
Fangzheng said, "Patrons, This Penniless Monk can't even take out two pieces. It's too much for you to ask for two thousand … Besides, you were the ones who threw the chicken. How can you blame this patron?"
The BMW driver was a little anxious. He pulled Fangzheng and said, "Venerable One, stop talking …"
However, Fangzheng said, "Patron, don't worry. This Penniless Monk has already called the police. The police will be here in a while."
"What? You f * cking called the police? "Ping Yuan and company immediately lost their composure when they heard that.
The baldy changed his image of a good person from before. He took a step forward and grabbed Fangzheng's collar. "Darn monk, you saw wrongly. He was the one who ran over the chicken. You have to pay for it! Do you believe that before the police come, we brothers will beat the two of you up like that chicken? "
However, Fangzheng said with an adorable smile, "Patron, you really threw the chicken. If you don't believe me, ask that chicken."
"Ask the chicken?" Everyone was stunned. When they looked at Fangzheng again, it was as though they were looking at a retard.
Fangzheng ignored them and turned to look at the innocent-looking chicken on the ground. "Patron Chicken, who do you think broke your leg? I know you don't know how to speak. Whoever hit you, you pointed your wings at them. "
Everyone was speechless …
The man carrying the pickaxe chuckled. "I thought I had met a hero who was acting bravely for a just cause, but it turns out I've met an idiot …"
"Is this monk mentally ill?"
"A chicken can identify a murderer? F * * k, this monk probably didn't take his medicine, right? "
…
The bald man was also amused. "This chicken can … Holy sh * t …"
Before Baldy could finish, he saw the chicken stick out its wing and point at Ping Yuan.
When Ping Yuan saw this, he jumped in fright. Then, he cursed, "What the f * ck are you pointing at?" As he spoke, he was about to kick the chicken.
Fangzheng hurriedly pulled away the baldy's hand that was grabbing his clothes. As though the baldy was cooperating with him, he slapped it away and ran in front of the chicken.
The baldy was taken aback as he looked down at his hand. Due to the monk's forceful tug, his fingernails had split!
Recalling the monk's monstrous strength, cold sweat broke out on the bald man's forehead. He subconsciously touched the knife in his pocket before he calmed down.
"Patron, the chicken said that you did it. Just admit it," Fangzheng said to Ping Yuan.
Ping Yuan said angrily, "Admit it's you …"
Before he could curse, Fangzheng suddenly covered Ping Yuan's mouth and said, "Patron, if you have something to say, say it. It's not good to curse. Also, you can scold This Penniless Monk, but don't scold my family … Otherwise, I will be angry for life. "
As Ping Yuan listened to the monk's nagging, he tried his best to break free from the monk's hand. However, he was surprised to discover that the monk's hand was like an iron hoop that pinched his mouth. He was stunned that he couldn't pry it open!
On the contrary, the more he exerted strength, the more the other party exerted strength. He had a feeling that his teeth were being squeezed loose … If this continued, they would probably be squeezed out!
"Patron, if you agree with This Penniless Monk's suggestion, nod. If you don't agree, shake your head, alright?" Fangzheng said with a smile.
Ping Yuan nodded with all his might.
Fangzheng retracted his hand and said, "That's a good boy."
"Let go!" At that moment, the baldy suddenly took out a knife and pressed it against Fangzheng's back. At the same time, he said fiercely, "Monk, don't think that you can be chivalrous just because you've practiced martial arts for a few days. Scram. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"
The others could tell that the monk was here to cause trouble.
Fangzheng said helplessly, "Patrons, even the chicken has come out to testify. Do you still want to extort others?"
"A chicken testifies? Are you kidding me? This chicken only extended a wing to stabilize its body. What kind of testimony is this? Unless he cries out something bad, I'll believe you, "someone in the crowd said with a laugh.
Fangzheng nodded and said, "Alright. Patron Chicken, if this patron injured you, please call out three long notes and two broken notes."
Everyone was amused. "This monk is really crazy …"
However, the next moment, everyone went crazy …
The chicken suddenly raised its neck. Cluck — Cluck — Cluck!
Three long notes and two short notes!
"Holy sh * t …" Someone was so frightened that his hand trembled and he dropped the weapon in his hand.
The BMW driver almost couldn't hold his wallet …
The baldy broke out into a cold sweat as he said, "Monk, you … How did you do it?"
The monk turned around with a smile and said, "Patron, if you don't want others to know, don't do it. Stop before you go too far … "
"Stop my ass!" Ping Yuan roared angrily and suddenly took out a hammer!
The baldy exclaimed, "No!"
However, Ping Yuan's hammer had already landed, hitting Fangzheng's head …
There was a clang!
The sparks were about to burst out!
Everyone was collectively dumbfounded …
The hammer did not have the effect of smashing a watermelon. Instead, sparks flew … Was this still a head?
Ping Yuan was so frightened that he began to doubt life. He looked at the hammer in his hand and then at the monk who had turned around unscathed. "What … What are you?"
Fangzheng said with a look of exasperation, "Patron, let's talk nicely. Why use force?"
As he spoke, Fangzheng raised his leg and kicked!
Everyone heard a loud bang. Like a soccer ball, Ping Yuan was kicked more than twenty meters away and fell into the ditch … He clutched his stomach and screamed, but he couldn't get up anymore.
"Ping Yuan!" The baldy exclaimed and stabbed at Fangzheng. With a clang, the dagger seemed to stab into steel. It could not penetrate at all!
Fangzheng turned around and shook his head slightly …
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