The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

Phelps thought about it, as soon as his brother Fields came, let the police arrest him immediately! He didn't believe it. Founder's apprentice dare to attack the police in public? Then they are facing guns and artillery shells. He doesn't think that a person dares to confront the violence of a country.

As for why the Founder? He should have been in prison!

Just then, Phelps received a call from Fields, and Fields said bitterly: "Brother, are you dazzled? I'm at the police station, and Fang Zhengguan is fine."

"Impossible! Who is in front of me?" Phelps stared at the Founder.

Founder smiled slightly and didn't speak.

Phelpston felt his back wet with cold sweat, and swallowed his mouth and asked, "You ... see clearly?"

"Can it be unclear? Just glance at him and touch him, it is sure to be alive. When I came back, the hot water pipe burst, and I am still on my way to the hospital," Fields said bitterly.

Phelps shuddered, he really didn't know who was the real one, but he figured it out a bit, no matter which, it was not a normal thing!

Fields said: "But I sent a few policemen to pass. Then, you can take care of it. Hey, you still help me think of a way, quickly get rid of the monk in my police station, this guy It's simply a god! "

Phelps reassured Fields and hung up the phone, thinking that the police were coming, and he felt a little suffocated.

Downstairs, at the gate, Phelps just saw the ambulance parked at the door. The members of his security team were examined one by one and then set aside, inspected one, the doctor shook his head, and finally scolded: "You guys, that's too much! Who said they fell off the 88th floor? The 88th floor just fell out of a coma? What a bastard! Take care of these people yourself, and you will wake up with a basin of water!"

After that, the ambulance whistled away without looking back.

The crowd at the scene looked at each other, and they swear that they really saw these people falling from the 88th floor. But ... why are you just fainted and not killed? This is not scientific!

Phelps felt more cold sweat on his head, and the more unreasonable things were, the more he was afraid! The more I felt that there were two monsters, one big and one small.

At that moment, the siren sounded, and Phelps saw two police cars coming up, but the police car was a little weird, and the front cover was tilted up, as if it had hit something.

No matter how much, as long as the police come to rescue him, he has had enough of these two monks!

The police car stopped, and eight police officers got off the bus quickly, pressing their guns around their waists, and rushed over at the same time. Their movements are very skilful, and looking at these alone, they are quite a bit of police majesty. Of course, if you look at their blushing and swollen face, it's another matter.

Phelps smiled slightly: "Founder Abbot, it seems that we can't have this meal."

The Founder smiled slightly at Phelps and said nothing.

Phelps saw the police running by in front of him, and said as he ran, "Split up, a few elevators, and the stairs should be guarded. Let's go up and catch the monk! Don't let him run!"

While talking, a group of policemen guarded the door, and there was no one upstairs, just look at Phelps more!

Phelps was dumbfounded, looked at the policeman, waved his hand, and no one ignored him! As if he can't see him ...

At this time, Founder smiled and said, "Donor, let's eat."

Phelps nodded with a cry, "Okay, eat, eat, fuck, eat!"

After getting in the car, the driver didn't understand what Phelps was thinking, and asked, "Boss, where do you eat?"

Phelps said impatiently: "Find a home!"

As soon as the driver heard it, he looked for it? His big boss is not a casual person! What's more, I brought my friends this time ... So the driver took the initiative to drive the car to the door of the restaurant where Phelps used to go.

Windhouse, not the biggest restaurant in the local area, but the most expensive restaurant! The facade is a gate, behind which is a tall tree. There is nothing to see behind, but you can see that there are definitely good things in it when you look at the luxury cars entering and leaving the parking lot!

As soon as Phelps saw this, his eyes turned out. He hadn't said anything yet, but the thief got out of the car first, and he looked back and said rudely, "Door, this is a good place, that's it. Home. "

There was an impulse to kill this monk at Phelpston, you are really unkind!

But Phelps thought about it, and now that people are under the roof, they can't afford this monk. In his opinion, if he can't afford it, drag it! As long as the negotiations there are fruitful, how can this monk reverse the world?

Moreover, how much can two people eat for a monk and a little monk? Even if it's expensive here, he's no problem if he invites them to eat for a lifetime!

Thinking of a bright future, Phelps tried to squeeze a smile and said, "Since the master likes it, eat it here. By the way, master, can we not mention the prescription?"

Founder smiled: "Of course, when a poor monk eats, he never talks about business."

"That's good, let's go." Phelps smiled suddenly, with an eyebrow, didn't he just eat? Eat you!

Phelps was happy, got out of the car, and the driver took the initiative to stop. Phelps, with the Founder, took out a black card and handed it to the woman at the door. The two women immediately opened the old door. There was a rockery behind the door.

Phelps said, "Master, don't underestimate this door. This is an antique. It is said to be the gate of the imperial palace of the God and Horse dynasty hundreds of years ago. It is of great value."

Founder smiled and nodded, but didn't care.

In Founder's opinion, the only value of antiques is the historical information it carries. Once the above historical information is deciphered by posterity, his value will only show a corner of past history. There is no such thing as value in itself.

Seeing the calmness of Founder's face, Phelps said, "Master, do you understand antiques?"

Founder Road: "It's okay, but there are many such gates in the Forbidden City of China. You can see them at any time."

When Phelps heard it, his face suddenly became dark. Then I remembered that this guy came from an ancient civilization, the Forbidden City of China, and how many ancient gates there are. It is estimated that the Chinese people themselves don't know. Looks tired, and still care about a foreign abandoned door?

Phelps shook his head, no longer bragging about this, obediently leading the way.