MTL - The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism-Chapter 1461 Acquaintance again

"Amitabha, don't be angry with the donor, this is performance art." The old monk smiled at him kindly and with an eyebrow.

After hearing this, all the anger of the strong man burst out, cursing: "Go to your mother, performance art, I will kill you!"

As a result, countless pairs of shoes came flying, hitting him on the body, and he immediately beat him.

When the rain of shoes passed, he looked up and said, "Who?"

As a result, the audience around him said in unison: "I!"

Then I heard someone shouting, "Brothers and sisters, show him the real art!"

So a group of people flocked!

The strong man and two other assistants were engulfed in the screams ... the screams continued.

A few minutes later, two police officers rushed over, "What are you doing? Stop!"

When they saw the police coming, everyone stopped, some crooked monk caught in the crowd looked up at the police, and Master Liu, who was crushed under him, said angrily, "Police, he beats people!"

Police: "Drop your weapon!"

Founder took a look at the shoes in his hand, oh, and dropped ...

Snapped!

The soles of the shoes fell on Master Liu's face. Just listening to that voice made everyone feel pain ...

Then the crooked monk looked embarrassed and said, "I'm sorry, inertia ... I lifted up, my subconsciousness fell, and I didn't expect to be hit again."

Police, the audience was silent.

Master Liu shouted indignantly: "Police, they beat people, don't care?"

Fang Zheng got up, put on his shoes, and then pulled out another shoe from Master Liu, which was the first one who flew over to hit Master Liu, and then put them all on and stomped in front of Master Liu. Liangliang own shoes ...

Master Liu said angrily: "It really is you! Go to your mother's performance art, I fight with you!"

Master Liu suddenly realized that there was a rush of anger, and when he got up, he would hit the Founder!

As a result, Founder also jumped up and just stood on the table. Master Liu was not high at all. Although he jumped up, he was still not high. This fist just hit Fang Zheng's knee. His knees were much harder than his fists, and he punched them with all his strength, and played with anger in an extraordinary way, so the small bones of his old arms and legs ...

Click!

Uh ...

Master Liu held her twisted arm and shouted, "My hand ... the police ... grab this guy, this guy beats him!"

The police saw this face speechless, and then looked at the same speechless old monk who looked innocent.

The old monk clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, several donors, the donor poor monk did not fight back, but the donor jumped up and hit the kneecap of the poor monk. Is this also a beating?"

puff!

People couldn't help laughing when they heard this ...

"Haha ... this master, haha ​​... too short, jump up and hit the kneecap, this Nima ... haha ​​..."

"It's worthy of being a master, this trick jumps up and hits your kneecap magical powers, it really is great!"

"Awesome, awesome, this trick is a bit artistic, haha ​​..."

Master Liu's painful tears came out. Hearing people so ridiculed, even blushing like a monkey's ass, shouted: "Police, hurry up!"

Just then, a thick voice sounded, "Stop!"

"What hand? Did you see that my arm was broken? Police, catch someone!" Cried Master Liu.

"Who told you they were police? They are our security guards!" The broad voice sounded.

Master Liu suddenly froze, security? If you look closely, these people are indeed wearing security clothes, and they are the ones imitating Huaxia police uniforms. And this is not Huaxia, so this is really not the police!

Then the crowd dispersed, and several people came to meteor, headed by a Chinese young man, a man in a smart suit, holding a mobile phone in his hand, anxious and angry. Followed by Wang Daochun and several other traditional calligraphers.

Seeing this man, Fang Zheng's eyebrows were subconsciously raised, and he was a little familiar! Think about it and almost laughed out, this is indeed an acquaintance! And very familiar!

Thinking of this time, Founder stepped down from the table and backed away. The audience was very supportive. Knowing that the monk took the lead in the trouble this time, fearing that he would be arrested, he came forward to block Founder.

The visitor didn't look here, but stared angrily at Master Liu and asked, "Liu Kan, what's going on?"

Liu Kan said in a crying voice: "Mr. Jing, this is not to blame me, I am performing my calligraphy well, but some people are making trouble!"

"Trouble? But how do I listen to Mr. Wang, how many people you brought here are playing monkeys?" Mr. Jing exasperated.

Master Liu shook his head and said, "We are performing art. How can we call monkeys? This is an insult to us! Mr. Jing, it was your people who invited us, and we naturally want to come up with the best things to perform. "

"The best thing? Is it a few meters long with a brush?" Wang Daochun hummed coldly.

"Wang Daochun, you don't understand my art, you are not qualified to judge!" Cried the man who wrote with a brush.

What Wang Daochun was about to say, Mr. Jing waved, "Enough! Don't be embarrassed! I invite you to come here to promote the status of Huaxia culture overseas, not for you to fight with yourself! I know your side What is the heritage of ancient law, and one side is thinking of new ways to attract the eye. But my purpose is very clear. When I spend money, you have to show me something good! Instead of running out of sight and embarrassment! "

Hearing these words, Wang Daochun and Liu Kan stopped talking and frowned.

Wang Daochun was a bit angry ...

Founder saw this, frowning ... This person did not know other people, but he did know, because this person was almost beaten by him. He is the son of the Jing family, Jing Yan's cousin, Jing Yulong.

Right now, Jing Yulong doesn't seem to want to comment on who is right or wrong. He just wants to stop the incident and continue his calligraphy display, but Founder is very clear that this incident must not continue. To continue, you must kick Liu Kan's fake masters away, otherwise it will not be to promote Chinese culture, but to be ashamed!

However, none of the people present could hold down Jing Yulong's momentum. Jing Yulong was still domineering as before, and did not want to listen to anyone.

Jing Yulong said: "You guys today, so far, I don't want to hear anybody who complains to me that the words written by them are not artistic or anything. Similarly, I also hope that you can show something for the Chinese people's faces. Something comes! "

After hearing this, Wang Daochun gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Jing, if this is the case, I don't think we can cooperate. I can't let myself and a group of scammers write under one roof and say goodbye!"