After saying that, Phelps didn't care about the front desk with a confused face, and hung up the phone directly.

"I'm sorry, sir, Mr. Phelps, not there. The front desk smiled professionally, and the other party was right.

As a result, in the blink of an eye, the front desk was stunned, what about the monk in front of him?

At the same time, in the stairwell, two figures, one large and one small, climbed the stairs quickly, and Fang Zheng asked, "Are you sure he is upstairs?"

Red Boy said: "Of course, my consciousness scanned, the guy who just answered the phone and spoke is on the 88th floor, there are only three rooms there, and it is easy to find." ”

Fang Zheng nodded, neither of them was an ordinary person, although the 88th floor was high, but for the two of them, it was almost the same as flat ground.

Soon, the 88th floor arrived, Fang Zheng tidied up his clothes slightly, took a deep breath, pushed open the door in front of him with a smile, and said, "Phelps donor, it's a pleasure to meet you." ”

And at this moment, Phelps just hung up the phone for less than two minutes!

"Fangzheng?" exclaimed Phelps, if he remembered correctly, he was still downstairs a minute or two ago!

Fang Zheng generously sat opposite Phelps, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha Buddha is a poor monk." Lord Phelps, you took the poor monk's things, shouldn't you return them?"

Phelps's face suddenly became ugly, but he still squeezed out a smile and said: "Abbot Fangzheng, I don't understand what you say, what is the meaning of returning?

Fang Zheng shook his head and said, "Donor, the poor monk is not here to negotiate, he just wants to get things back." ”

Phelps saw that Fang Zheng looked kind, and he didn't look like a big demon king, and he also quietly pressed the alarm button, and in a few minutes, the security guard would break down the door, and he believed that his security team was capable of protecting him.

So, Phelps was also a lot more relieved, leaned back in his chair, and said calmly: "Abbot Fangzheng, what I said is very clear, there is nothing for you here." You can't afford anything, and of course, as a local host, I'd be happy to treat you to a meal. ”

Phelps' last sentence was just a joke, and the result was ......

Fang Zheng touched his belly and said: "Since the donor is so enthusiastic, then the poor monk should eat some." ”

Phelps's face froze suddenly, and he looked at Fang Zheng carefully, Fang Zheng didn't seem to be joking, and suddenly had a feeling that Cao Nima was running over his head. This thief is bald, and it doesn't seem to be a common sense to play cards!

Phelps, all of a sudden, thought of Fangzheng's nickname - Crooked Master!

For the first time, Phelps identified with the title.

"Master, a lot of people are here. "The red boy is the right way.

Fang Zheng touched the red boy's head and said, "Let them wait outside, the poor monk still wants to eat." ”

Red Boy nodded and went out.

Seeing this, Phelps shook his head and said: "Abbot Founder, that's my security team, it's full of elite special forces, including the Airborne Corps of Country Y and the Navy SEALs of Country M, everyone's combat effectiveness and destructive power are very terrifying. They don't know how to take care of children, and your disciples are easy to be thrown out. ”

Just then, the phone rang, and it was another call from the front desk.

Phelps shrugged his shoulders and said, "I'm really sorry, it seems that your disciple has been thrown out, and these stupid subordinates of mine are so light and heavy...... Don't worry, I'll pay for the medical expenses. ”

After speaking, Phelps pressed the hands-free button, crossed Erlang's legs, squinted his eyes, tasted red wine, and smiled charmingly, he wanted to see Fang Zheng's distressed appearance.

As a result, Fang Zheng also smiled slightly, picked up a magazine on his desk, and blocked his face.

Phelps looked puzzled.

"Mr. Phelps, oh my God, something is wrong!" exclaimed the day before yesterday.

"It's not a big deal if the sky falls, just say anything. Phelps said.

"Mr. Phelps, the gentlemen of the security team have been thrown out and made a hill at the gate...... Oh my God, they just fell unconscious! That's the 88th floor!"

Burst!

When Phelps heard this, he directly squirted out a sip of red wine, and all the wine was just blocked by the magazine in Fang Zheng's hand.

However, Phelps didn't have time to sigh at the predictability of the thief, but hurriedly turned on the surveillance video downstairs, and when he saw it, his head was covered in a cold sweat! I saw that at the gate downstairs of the company, seven or eight strong men fell to the ground, stacking Arhats, and they didn't know whether they were alive or dead. At the same time, from time to time, someone fell from the upper floors and smashed into the crowd.

Phelps hurriedly opened the window, looked out, and saw an exclamation from the next door, a strong man was stuffed out of the window, one foot was still grabbed by the other party, and when he looked closely, there was still a person standing on the window! To be precise, it was a child, it was the disciple of Fangzheng!

Seeing Phelps coming over, the red boy smiled at Phelps, smiling extremely brightly, and then let go of his hand, and the strong man fell down with a bang and smashed on Luohan Mountain.

Phelps looked at the child's smile again, and only felt that there was no sunlight at all, and what was left was cold, shivering with cold!

A kid who overturned a security brigade of up to 20 people......? Is it still human?

Phelps thought of all the rumors on Fang Zheng's body, and he finally began to believe that the monk in front of him was not a human being!

Phelps' fingers holding the cigarette kept trembling, and he sat trembling in his chair, but he tried to calm himself down. Looking at the monk in front of him, he had always been good at communicating, but he didn't know what to say.

Fang Zhengze smiled and said, "Donor, didn't you invite the poor monk to dinner?"

Phelps came back to his senses, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, eat!"

After saying that, Phelps got up and walked out, and at the same time said, "Let's go out to eat." ”

"Wait. Fang Zheng suddenly spoke.

Phelps shuddered and asked, "Master, what else do you want?"

"Donor, are you full?" asked Fang Zheng.

Puffston was speechless for a while, and he was a big boss who invited guests to dinner, and could he still make you hungry? ”

Fang Zheng smiled with satisfaction: "That's good, the poor monk has eaten Western food before, but he hasn't eaten enough, and the amount is too small." ”

"It's okay, let's have Chinese food this time. Phelps said.

Fang Zheng nodded happily and said, "That's good, by the way, my apprentice is more able to eat." ”

As soon as Phelps heard the word apprentice, his scalp went numb, was that an apprentice? Is that a monster! He just wants to get out quickly, not like staying here for a second, facing this strange monk alone!