I don't care if you're smart or incompetent! I want to come to Xilong Villa, and you can leave as soon as you want?"

With a wave of his hand, he carried the police officers under the high platform of the big locust tree with a lot of energy, rolling and squeezing with Secretary Qian.

"If the Shaolin Temple doesn't give me an explanation, you will wait for death here!"

As Zhang Wolf's words landed, the four Zhixin who were slowly retreating seemed to be vigorously pushed from behind, fell to the ground, and pressed on Secretary Qian and the police.

"Senior! Today's incident is that the little monk is greedy, and I ask the senior to look at the face of Uncle Huineng and let the little monk go! The little monk will not forget the great kindness of his predecessors, and when he returns to the temple, he will chant and pray for his predecessors day and night!" Zhixin lay on the ground and pleaded.

At this point, Zhixin can't take care of his son, how much can face be worth?

"How much is Huineng's face worth a catty? Wait! Wait for someone to come and get you!" Zhang Wolf said and didn't pay attention to it.

"Zhang Wolf! I am a state official! You dare to imprison me! You are going to oppose the state, you are a traitor to the party! The state will not let you go!" Secretary Qian shouted loudly.

"Oppose the country? Secretary Qian, you think too highly of yourself! You can't represent the country, let alone the party! At best, you're just a bedbug that has infiltrated our party!"

"Zhang Wolf, you are so bold! I am a high-ranking county official! You dare to do this to me! You wait, the national law and party discipline will not spare you!"

"Smack!" Zhang Wolf shook his hand, and a wave of anger slapped on Secretary Qian's face.

"Party discipline and state law? You still have the face to mention party discipline and state law to me? My party's reputation has been ruined by a shameless person like you!"

"This ············ What's going on?" Zhixin and the others had already stood up, but they could only stand in place, unable to advance or retreat.

"Wolf cub, you················ You!Is this an immortal method?" Old Man Guan opened his mouth in surprise.

"Old man Guan, my little trick can be regarded as an immortal method!" Zhang Wolf smiled modestly.

"It's amazing! It's really worthy of being the apprentice of the old fairy!" Without waiting for Zhang Wolf to explain, Old Man Guan helped Zhang Wolf think of the source of his magical powers.

Zhongnanhai, the capital, Deng Gong's office.

"Chief, Qian Shaoming took the four warrior monks of Shaolin Temple to Xilong Villa, but was trapped by Zhang Wolf and threatened to let Shaolin Temple give him an explanation!" Feng Dechang reported cautiously with a sweat on his head.

He also had a different mind about Zhang Wolf, but he was forbearant enough, and the fate of his predecessor made him not dare to act rashly.

Now seeing the fate of Qian Shaoming and the four Shaolin monks, I am glad that I am afraid for a while.

"Oh, just let the Shaolin Temple give him an explanation? Didn't say let the state give him an explanation?"

Zhang Wolf scolded Qian Shaoming, saying that our party's reputation was ruined by a shameless person like Qian Shaoming!"

"Well, I know, you go down, go back and pass the news to the Shaolin Temple!" Deng Gong smiled and nodded.

Feng Dechang saluted and left.

"I really admire you Lao Deng! You can still laugh when something so big happens!" an old man in Tang costume walked out of the inner room.

"Hehe! I ask why you can't laugh? What is a Qian family? What is a Qian Shaoming? A Zhang wolf is ten times better than them!" Deng Gong laughed.

After laughing, Deng Gong turned his head to his secretary and ordered, "Xiao Li, you go and inform the executive at home and hold an emergency meeting!"

"What's the matter, aren't you ready to watch the show?" said the old man in Tang costume teased.

"I can't watch it anymore! If I keep watching, the stage will be smashed!" Deng Gong shook his head and smiled.

"Then you still asked Xiao Feng to inform the monks of Shaolin Temple?"

"Hehe! Shaolin Wudang is safe in the world! I really don't see how they are in the world! I remember that Zhixin, Zhiyong, and several Shaolin warrior monks are all worshiped by the Security Bureau, right? They actually ran to participate in the forcible seizure! What a good achievement! And that Huineng, as an elder of the Security Bureau, how much did he contribute to the Security Bureau?"

"Are you planning to borrow Zhang Wolf's hand to clean up Huineng?"

"I can't say it's cleaning up! I just let him know that our Communist Party also has a master who can govern him!"

"You cultural people! You have too many eyes! If you are accidentally sold, you will still help you count the money!" said the old man in Tang costume with a smile.

The old man in Tang costume was the great elder of the Security Bureau, and established a deep revolutionary friendship with Deng Gong during the war for more than ten years.

Therefore, there is no shredging in the two of them talking.

"Haha! Such a big business, I don't have a few more eyes, in case I lose, I won't have the face to see *** when I die!"

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"A-Mi-Buddha!" an old monk with a white beard over his chest and a red face on his face, proclaiming the Buddha's name, walked step by step to the high platform of the big locust tree.

Zhang Wolf was playing chess under the big locust tree, accompanying the old man of the Liu family.

"A-Mi-Buddha! Poor monk Huineng! Be polite!" the old monk's voice was like a bell.

The old monk is the innate master of Shaolin Temple, Huineng, looking at Huineng very politely, in fact, the anger in his heart is burning.

Thinking that he Shaolin Temple has dominated the martial arts for thousands of years, although he has gone through several tribulations, he can always be reborn in Nirvana and stand tall.

The nameless congenital of a small mountain village actually dared to imprison the warrior monks of his Shaolin Temple, if this matter is not dealt with an unforgettable lesson, anyone will dare to stretch out their claws to the Shaolin Temple in the future.

The disciples in the temple make mistakes, and they are punished by the precepts of their own temple, and the punishment of you outsiders is to offend the majesty of the Shaolin Temple, and you just don't take the Shaolin Temple in your eyes.

Yes, the Shaolin Temple is so domineering, and they also have the confidence to be domineering.

In this era of the end of the law, even the famous Wudang has only one congenital master, and only he has two congenital masters in Shaolin Temple.

As soon as the old monk Huineng entered the village, he came to dismount, and the Buddha name just now was shouted out with the roar of a lion.

The kung fu of this lion's roar, Huineng has been practiced to the point of perfection, ordinary people will only feel louder when they listen to it, but people with martial arts will listen to it, and they will be injured internally, damaging the auditory nerve and becoming deaf.

The worst is that he was shattered by the lion's roar and died.

But to Hui Neng's surprise, his abacus did not start, and according to the information he obtained, the unknown innate master should be hiding among this group of old people.

But in the face of Huineng's Buddha name, the old people on the high platform just glanced at him curiously, and continued to turn their eyes to the old and young who were playing against each other.

"Could it be that the innate master is not here? Or is that the innate master's skill exceeds his own too much, and his lion's roar does not work for him?"

Thinking that he is already a super master in the late congenital stage, surpassing him too much, wouldn't he have reached the legendary level above the innate level?