"What, who dares to hit my brother Hao!"

Zhao Sangyu was frightened. Seeing that he couldn't borrow money, he went to beat Zhang Hao to get angry!

Immediately, the scene stopped filming, and hurriedly ran outside.

As a result, when they ran out to see, many people were stunned where they were standing.

Look at the middle again......

"I'll fight!"

Zhang Hao jumped up and kicked three times in the air, this is the signature move of the "real bullet" star in the movie Jingwumen. It's a pity that that guy is hanging a tightrope, and there are extras to complete it.

Zhang Hao didn't hang the wire, and directly spat out the three people who kicked "last year's Chinese New Year's Eve dinner", and then fell to the ground.

Look at the ground again, there is a circle of black suits lying on the ground, covering the injured area, where is it humming and chirping.

Zhao Sangyu was speechless, looked at the assistant next to him, and asked, "What did you just say? Brother Hao was beaten by someone? Why do I look like it's the other way around?"

The assistant didn't know what to say.

Watching so many people beat one, anyone will feel that they are being beaten by one person, right?

How do you know that Zhang Hao, this kid, is really amazing! One person beats so many people, and he even beats him up.

The extras were stunned, and then the next moment they clapped their hands desperately.

Haoran, who was drinking Coke, said a word of! Coke sprayed all over his body.

Tineema is scary, is this still human? Not only is it cheap, but it is also so good at fighting, and it looks so handsome, and it doesn't want anyone to live.

Zhang Hao finished beating those people, and beckoned to the others next to the fat man, "Come on! Shaolin Kung Fu, find out." ”

Those guys were scared out of their urine, Mu Na shook his head desperately, and his sunglasses were about to fall to the ground.

The fat man was so angry, where did he stretch out his hand, a strong finger, "You, you, you, you......"

"What are you? You want to come! Come, the little monk will talk to you. ”

The fat man was so frightened that he stepped back vigorously, and almost didn't sit on the ground with his ass.

"Amitabha! Kindness, goodness, the spiritual temple is a place for Buddhism to cultivate, who is making noise here?" At this moment, a group of monks came out surrounded by the old monks.

As soon as he saw the monk's head, the fat man seemed to have found an outlet, and quickly replied, "Monk, you are the presiding officer of the spiritual temple! I can tell you, how do you restrain your disciples?

"Master, I'm ......," Zhang Hao was about to explain.

The old monk waved his hand, signaling that he didn't need to say anything.

"This fat benefactor laughed! The old man only saw a group of you, and my apprentice was only one person, how could he beat you?"

"Phew, what everyone has seen, your disciple is a practitioner, and of course I, the straw bale employees, are not his opponents. ”

"Amitabha! Honghao has just started for less than a month, so how can he learn kung fu? This sect has never taught him any kung fu. ”

"Fart! He said it himself, Shaolin Kung Fu!"

"Isn't that right? Donor, what do you say Shaolin Kung Fu has to do with my spiritual temple?"

"You...... You're using strong words!"

"Who's forcing words? Who is reasoning? Everyone's eyes are bright. Amitabha!"

As soon as these words were finished, the crowd at the scene blamed one after another.

"Grass, this dead fat man is really shameless, a group of people are going to beat others, thinking that people are bronze, who knows that they have met the king. Shame on you, now come to reason. ”

"Sluts are like this, they definitely don't say much if they can talk with their fists. As a result, we can't win the battle, so let's sit down and talk. ”

"Hey, local tyrants over there! Tell you, legally speaking, this kind of behavior is called self-defense! You group of people go to beat people, and you still don't let people fight back? You are shameless and have to pay compensation. ”

……

This series of accusations made the fat man blush.

Su Yu, the slut, hurriedly ran over and found the field.

"Old bald donkey, and a group of shameless bald donkeys, I can tell you! Now that the spiritual temple belongs to my husband, you all hurry up and get out of me. Immediately, immediately, as far as you want, as far as you can. ”

As soon as he heard this, the fat man reacted and immediately began to raise his toes.

"Monk, do you hear me? This mountain is mine, and now I ask you to get out!"

Zhang Hao was also blindsided! Before, I did hear the fat man say that he was going to demolish the spiritual temple, what should I do now? Is the task still done?

"Amitabha, joke! The spiritual temple is a thousand-year-old temple, will you be allowed to demolish it?" the old monk replied without humility or arrogance.

"Oh, you give me back! Assistant Li, show the documents to this group of bald donkeys. ”

While the fat man was talking, a man with glasses in a suit took out a suitcase, which was indeed written in black and white, the construction of Lingxiu Mountain was contracted to the party "Hu Qianglin"!

Who is Hu Qianglin? It's that dead fat man!

The old monk looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Amitabha! ”

"Take a good look, it's stamped with an official seal. "The man with the glasses is old.

As soon as he finished speaking, the old monk snatched it, tore the paper, and then gobbled it all into his mouth.

All of a sudden, everyone at the scene was dumbfounded!

"Master, what are you doing here?"

"Master, don't do this!"

Who knows, the dead fat man over there laughed, "It seems that you monk doesn't understand the Fa, you can eat as you please! If you are willing, I will pull a cart for you tomorrow, and I will give you as much as you want, it's just a matter of stamping." ”

"You...... You ......"

The old monk was already weak, but all of a sudden, his eyes rolled and he fainted.

"Master!"

Everyone panicked.

Zhang Hao shouted, "Ambulance, call an ambulance!"

There's a hairy ambulance, and don't look where this is?

But Zhao Sangyu hurriedly replied, "Brother Hao, take my car, I'll take you to the hospital." Hurry up!"

"Good good ......"

After speaking, Zhang Hao carried the old monk on his back and ran away in a hurry.

The dead fat man and Su Yu over there smiled with a smug face.

Zhang Hao looked at the pair of dog men and women, and his teeth itched with anger.

I took the old monk to the hospital and checked it, but in fact, there was not much of a problem, but the age was there, and I was stimulated, and then I was angry.

Take a break and go with the flow.

When the old monk woke up, the first thing he wanted to see was Zhang Hao!

Zhang Hao walked to the old monk's bedside and asked him to rest more, he would be fine.

Outcome......

The old monk grabbed Zhang Hao's hand tightly, and said with tears in his eyes, "Temple...... Temples! Temples can't be demolished. Honghao, I know that you are well-informed and well-connected, please save our spiritual temple!"

Seeing that the master was like this, the other monks also knelt down one by one.

"Please save the Spiritual Temple!"

"Please Uncle Shi save the spiritual temple!"

Looking at this group of people, Zhang Hao's eyes were also a little wet. For the spiritual temple, even the three most selfish senior brothers of the Hongzi generation, they also have feelings for this place.

I was adopted by my master since I was a child, and I grew up in this temple since I was a child, and suddenly one day, a group of wicked people broke in and said that they were going to demolish your home, who can feel good?

But from a legal point of view, temples are not private property, they are public. Now that the public wants to take it back and transfer it to other contractors, what can you monks say?

After all, the law is greater than love!

Zhang Hao looked at them, sighed, and asked them all to get up!

After all, the previous task, the last wish of the blind man A Bing, Zhang Hao did not say that it was strictly completed, but the system still judged that he had passed.

In other words, rigidity is not the only way to complete the task.

If he can save the spiritual temple, it will be a great merit, and the wish of believing in Hongjian will be completed.

Immediately, on behalf of the spiritual temple, Zhang Hao went to find the local manager.

Because Zhang Hao still believes in the country, isn't the thousand-year-old temple a cultural relic?

Outcome......

Obviously, the ideal is very plump, and the reality is very skinny.

Why?

When people checked the information, the spiritual temple was in the generation of the old monk's master, and it had long been dilapidated, and the state had funded and rebuilt it.

Said to be a relic, non-existent!

Then, the local steward made it very clear.

Demolition is not the destruction of faith, and the state respects individual beliefs.

After it is demolished, a new piece of land will be found and the spiritual temple will be rebuilt.

You're out of temper, aren't you?

People are reasonable, and the country is worthy of you, what are you making a fuss about?

But......

It's really hard to talk about personal feelings.

Otherwise, why did Zhang Hao abide by Hongjian's last wish, and then run to the spiritual temple to practice?

So what now?

Thinking about it, there is a person who gives Zhang Hao a headache, maybe she can save the temple.