Chapter 120: The Wind Rises!

"Director, Director, it's not good, something is wrong!!"

In Kyoto, in a small building not far from the General Administration of Sports of Huaguo, an urgent voice sounded, making the entire small building echo.

"Can you be more steady?"

The door of the director's office opened, and a sturdy middle-aged man walked out of the office, frowned and looked at the secretary in front of him with an anxious face, and asked, "Say, what is so urgent?" Another martial arts person has violated the ban with martial arts? โ€

"No, something really happened this time!"

Hearing this, the secretary hurriedly said: "There is news below, a young man named Fang Qiong swept through the entire Shaolin, injured more than 100 people in Shaolin, hundreds of warrior monks together are not his enemies, all the eighteen Arhats were seriously injured, and the four King Kongs were abolished with one kick." Now that Shaolin abbot Shi Yongsheng has already driven away, Shaolin is in chaos, and it will be too late to ignore it. โ€

What the heck?

The director was full of confusion when he heard this, and looked at the secretary with an urgent look on his face, and a trace of disbelief flashed in his heart.

Shaolin was served in a pot?

Hundreds of warrior monks, eighteen Arhats, and the four King Kongs were all swept away, and the Shaolin abbot drove away directly as he did two years ago?

"Are you sure you're not kidding me?" The director's face was full of incredulity.

"It's true, that Fang Qiong is still blocked in front of the Shaolin Daxiong Treasure Hall, and the first seat of the Shaolin Hidden Scripture Pavilion just now called and said that we wanted us to administer justice to them, and said that he was old, and he was slapped by that Fang Qiong."

Poofโ€”โ€”!

The director suddenly felt the urge to laugh in his heart.

Not a subtle laugh, but a laugh in the sky.

"Wahahahaha, this group of bald donkeys, let them be arrogant!"

"As the mainstay of the national art world, as the richest sect in the national art world, I don't like to take care of anyone all day long, but now it's okay, I was swept away by a young man, it's just ...... It's just tragic! โ€

Although he hadn't seen Fang Qiong, he couldn't resist the fact that the director still had a good impression of Fang Qiong.

The director's surname is Wang, he was the chairman of the Martial Arts Association earlier, and was later promoted to become the director of the newly established Guoshu Administration.

When he asked for money, one by one the lions opened their mouths and said all the good things, and when Director Wang wanted to go to the national art world for help, they began to push back one by one, and they ignored them.

Director Wang has been holding back this anger for several years.

It's amazing, it's awesome, it's cool!

Wowhaha!

Director Wang was so excited that he couldn't help himself, walking back and forth in the office, with the resources he controlled, he wanted to check Fang Qiong and Shaolin naturally, and after a while, the information was placed in front of him.

"Awesome, domineering, good!"

Director Wang looked at Fang Qiong in the video screen, couldn't help but praise again and again, and said: "Over the years, I have helped this group of deflated martial arts people wipe their buttocks, and they have caused trouble for Lao Tzu all day long, and said that they would let Lao Tzu have full authority to manage the national art world, but no one took care of Lao Tzu, so good, this person named Fang Qiong did a good job." If it weren't for Lao Tzu's old age, he would have to burn yellow paper with him to worship his brother, with such a bullish brother, I think they would dare to give Lao Tzu nostrils all day long! โ€

"Director, we have to find a way to solve it!" The secretary was speechless.

"Huh?"

When Director Wang heard this, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and then he pondered for a moment, and suddenly said, "I remember, when the Supreme knocked on the door two years ago, the bald donkey abbot ran away once, right?" โ€

"yes!" The secretary said with some confusion.

"You say, that Fang Qiong is now blocked in Shaolin and is reluctant to go? And those first seats, urging us to help solve the problem as soon as possible? Director Wang said again.

"yes!" The secretary was even more confused.

"That's it!"

Director Wang clapped his hands, his face flashed with excitement, and said, "We can't control it, how can we help?" Since Fang Qiong is unwilling to go, he directly let him be the abbot, the old bald donkey ran twice, his virtue was lost, and it is natural to remove him from his position, this is a good opportunity for us to reach into the national art world, go, arrange it, and let the local management department cooperate. โ€

"And this kind of operation?" The secretary was utterly shocked.

"Why not? Mom sells batches, this group of old goods has the same nostrils as the uncle all day long, and they are hanging, this time they don't clean them up, Lao Tzu's name is written upside down! Besides, I'm fed up with the anger anyway, it's a big deal that the decision-making mistake Lao Tzu changes his position, even if he is demoted, it's better than being angry here! โ€

Director Wang waved his hand and said without doubt.

.........

At the same time, in a speeding Land Rover off-road vehicle, the Shaolin abbot picked up the phone with a panicked face and began to dial the phone numbers that he remarked the nicknames of little sluts, little bitches, two men, and pure stupid nicknames.

"Hello? I'm Shi Yongsheng, brother, I'm asking for help......! โ€

As the abbot began to ask for help, the entire national art world was stunned by the abbot's phone call.

The head of Wudang said with a surprised face: "What are you talking about? You Shaolin was stabbed from the bottom of the mountain to the top of the mountain by a young man? You're kidding me, aren't you? โ€

The head of Emei was full of disgust: "Bald donkey, you want to fool me into going to Shaolin again, you want to be beautiful!" โ€

Dragon Tiger Zhangjia: "Yo, Master Abbot, what's the matter?" Shaolin was pushed sideways? What international jokes are you playing with me? โ€

Lingnan Zhao family: "Hahahahaha, I'm sorry, I didn't hold back, can I do whatever I want if I have the strength?" โ€

Kyoto Chen Jia: "Awesome, really awesome, what?" Oh, I'm not talking about him, it's you, brother, rest assured, if it's true, my Chen family will definitely be there. โ€

The Li family in the Central Plains, the Huo family in Jinmen, the Bagua Gate, the Baji Gate, the Folk Tai Chi Gate, the Xingyi Gate, the Wing Chun Gate, etc., the entire national art world, this time it is completely boiling.

"Shi Yongsheng, that old bald donkey, is this crazy?"

"I don't think so, this kind of thing is related to the honor of the millennium, and it is impossible to joke about it."

"Something is wrong, check, check!"

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Many sects didn't believe it at first, but then they reacted, and they began to arrange for their disciples to investigate the news, because Fang Qiong was a live broadcast, so the news spread widely, but in a moment, the video of the whole process was put in the hands of many sect leaders.

"it!"

"Really?"

"Who is this young man? Such a dick? โ€

The heads of the various sects were shocked, and then hurriedly called Shi Yongsheng.

"Brother, what do you say, my Chen family will definitely help!"

"Bald donkey, this time I will send all the Emei factions, and I will definitely help you Shaolin to be ashamed!"

"Since you have spoken, it is my duty to do so, and I will never see death without help, besides, the three mountains and five families are the order of the national art world, and there is no room for a hairy boy to destroy it."

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For a while, the wind was surging!