Chapter 495 Natural Mouth Cannon
Chang Huaijin's words had just fallen.
The weapons have not yet been exchanged.
"Who dares to disobey the Enforcement Hall's orders?!"
In an instant, the sound of a Zen stick hitting the ground was heard at the gate of the courtyard, and a row of shiny bald heads rushed in and surrounded everyone present.
Wang Chiai thought that something bad was going to happen.
Chang Huaijin said without turning his head: "Hey! You are finally here!"
The leading monk was wearing a cassock, holding a Zen staff, and had a righteous look on his face.
It was the end of enlightenment, and Jiankong had successfully advanced to the Nascent Soul stage.
Jian Kong clasped his hands together and said, "Sorry, it took me some time to decipher the contents of your message, so I'm a little late."
"ah?"
Chang Huaijin didn't understand:
"Just five words, why bother?"
Jian Kong: "...because it's only five words!!!"
Buddha.
These ancestors didn't even give us advance notice before they started trouble.
Xiao Xuantong had just sent a message to Jiankong a quarter of an hour ago, which was when Wang Chiai agreed to lend the person.
Jiankong was reciting scriptures at the time. He opened the spiritual message and saw that the message contained only five words:
Bring people to beat the dog.
Jian Kong didn’t understand, so he replied with a question mark.
As a result, Xiao Xuantong didn't believe it because he was busy dismantling the door at that time.
See the void: ...
In five words.
Location, time, and destination, none of them were mentioned!
The subject is still two pronouns, man and dog.
Who can interpret this?
Jiankong can only rely on himself.
Fortunately, he is very smart.
As one of the three major local tyrants in the border city, Fulong Temple had long received the news that Ruan Wei and his group had entered the city.
Combined with the public uproar caused by Ruan Wei and Wang Xixing at the door of the Wang family in the morning, and the Wang family's reputation in the border city that is basically completely in line with that of dogs.
This is not too difficult to solve.
People are equal to them, and dogs are equal to Wangjia.
After finally confirming the location information, they hurriedly gathered enough people to rush over.
To be honest.
If it weren't for this year's Ten Directions Competition, Jiankong would have had contact with several people from the Penglai Immortal Sect, and Wang Xixing could barely be considered a acquaintance with whom he had fought a few times.
He might not be willing to wade into the mud of the Wang family.
Abbot Jizhen had instructed Jiankong that before Wangxixing asked them for help, Fulong Temple should not take the initiative to interfere in other people's family affairs.
They are practicing Buddha, but they are not real Buddhas.
Even a fair judge cannot judge family disputes.
The same is true of Buddha.
And now.
Jian Kong didn't care about that anymore.
How can we ignore the suffering of our people when they ask for our help?
The practice of Buddhism is to cultivate the mind.
Especially when he heard the dirty words coming out of Wang Molan's mouth, his Zen stick could no longer be restrained.
Wang Chiai attempted to distort the facts:
"Buddha Jiankong, this is just a fight between children, why bother——"
Jian Kong: "When doing things in the Law Enforcement Hall, everything should be done with this in mind."
He glanced with disgust at Wang Molan, who was huddled at the back of the crowd.
Jian Kong's voice was cold and icy: "Master Wang, this matter is not a joke. Everything is subject to the laws of the Law Enforcement Hall."
He knew that all living beings suffer, but some people's suffering is self-inflicted.
For example, Wang Molan.
For example, Wangchiai.
Hearing Jiankong's words, Wang Chiai's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
He knows.
This is not just about seeing the empty space, this is the Fulong Temple, the Fulong Temple which has always been high and mighty is also going to get involved.
Jiankong no longer gave Wangchiai any face.
He muttered something, and a golden light bound Wang Molan, who was hiding in the crowd and trying to escape, tightly.
Wang Molan: "Ah!!"
This man was so frightened that he was shaking like a grain of millet in the wind.
"Let me go, let me go! Dad, Dad, save me! I don't want to go to the Law Enforcement Hall, I don't want to go!!"
Wang Molan was really scared.
In his impression, no one around him who entered the Law Enforcement Hall had a good ending.
Especially Wang Molan, a bastard who does nothing but bully men and women and exploit the people in his daily life.
Go in and then come out.
There are many people who are disabled, dead, or living a life worse than death.
"Bang——"
Seeing that there was no space, he raised his hand and struck.
Wang Molan suddenly became silent and much more obedient.
Wang Chiai: “…”
When did this upright Buddhist disciple of Fulong Temple become so unrefined?
How could someone knock someone's own son unconscious in front of his own father?
Chang Huaijin gave Jiankong a thumbs up: "So handsome!"
Jiankong was now really rude when he swung his Zen stick. In the past, he would more or less pay attention to using courtesy before force, but now?
Not launching a sneak attack is his bottom line!!
After all, they are from the same class as the Penglai Immortal Sect.
Seeing Kong happily accepting the compliment, he glanced at Wang Chiai, whose face was ashen.
Jiankong: "Does Patriarch Wang think this is inappropriate?"
Seeing that the overall situation has been decided and his own son is in someone else's hands, Wang Chiai naturally knows how to make a choice.
He gritted his teeth and said, "...Buddha Jiankong has always been steady in his actions. I think there is nothing wrong with it."
The four words "yin yang sarcasm" have always been reliable.
Jiankong seemed not to hear it.
He turned to the remaining guards in the courtyard who were looking at each other in bewilderment and said:
"Because this matter involves so many people, everyone present must go with me to the Law Enforcement Hall to have their statements recorded."
"Everyone, please put down your weapons immediately, put your hands on your heads, and squat facing the wall. If anyone disobeys, don't blame me for being merciless."
It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t listen. He is a monk and naturally knows some fighting skills.
There are always such people in the world.
They cannot understand human language and can only reflect external stimuli through the personal harm they suffer.
He deserves a beating.
Beat him a few more times and he'll behave himself.
The guards who were paid to do the job were certainly not included in this group. Without any hesitation, they all squatted down with their heads in their hands.
Who says small people don’t understand the situation?
It is clear at a glance who is bigger and who is smaller on the field.
The boss is helpless. Do these thugs have to fight against the forces of justice for him?
Wang Chiai: “…”
He cursed in a low voice: "A bunch of traitors!"
The cursing was quite loud.
In other words, Wang Chiai was scolding them just for them to hear.
There was silence among the guards for a while.
suddenly.
"I think my sister is eating too—"
Someone said, "The wages have been delayed for three months."
“…”
moment.
A series of coughs, muffled laughter, and echoes were heard one after another.
Wang Chiai: "You, you guys! You're rebelling, you're all rebelling, right?!"
As soon as these words came out.
"Rebellion?"
Some people rolled their eyes and said, "Come on, come on, why would I follow you? I'm rebelling, so what?"
One stone can cause a thousand ripples.
"That's right."
"Damn it, my wages have been delayed for two months. What are you doing? Are you using Dad's money to save up for your own coffin?"
"It's fine if you're just delaying payment, but all you do every day is ask, 'How do you like this dress? How do you like that accessory? Does the fan and pendant match?' Damn it! You look like this! How can you expect people to praise you?!"
The last guy spoke in a Taiwanese accent: "Bei Qi Ya Lei~"
Wang Chiai: “…”
He was clearly standing, but he seemed to be submerged in the dust by the gazes of those around him.
The guards squatting in the corner like hostages were two meters and eighty feet tall. They were probably desperate and cursed more harshly than each other.
Chang Huaijin was stunned. "Is the Wang family so unpopular?"
Jian Kong replied to him while escorting someone: "Yeah."
He is not shy about it at all.
"The Wang family had a very bad reputation. It was only thanks to Wang Xixing in recent years that it has recovered a little. People are always more tolerant of the origins of geniuses."
Chang Huaijin suddenly realized: "I thought so!"
"It seems that the integrity of this family is all supported by Wang Xixing!"
Jian Kong nodded: "Yes."
"Without Wangxixing, they would have been drowned in spit long ago."
Wang Chiai: "...Do you want me to pretend I didn't hear it, or do you want me to pretend I didn't hear it?"
Chang Huaijin said bluntly: "No need to pretend."
"That's for you to hear."
If you want to talk back to others, you have to look at Chang Huaijin.
Natural tongue-lashing is always more satisfying than overly embellished sharp words.
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