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Chapter 297: Beat me up

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    "Of the hundred people, I estimate that half are shills." Looking at those excited people who went up to grab egg tickets, Zhang Fan couldn't help but sneer. There are some things that ordinary people may not have an idea of, but Zhang Fan discovered that  Among the crowd of egg-grabbers, mainly uncles and aunties, there were some young people with strong bodies and sharp eyes, and their hair was quite short.

    "Oh? Did you see this too?" Shen Guoao, who was in the driver's seat, turned around and looked at Zhang Fan with interest.

    "Is it your soldier?"

    "Well, part of it is that we removed 20 elite soldiers and sneaked in to provide internal security. They don't know how many people were arranged by their company. Anyway, it's just like you said, at least half of them are shills. But said  Really, for this kind of thing, ordinary people don¡¯t need to go in and join in the fun, the main ones they have to deal with are the rich people who get the invitations.¡±

    "Yeah." Zhang Fan nodded. This is true. With the current damn housing prices, ordinary people can only buy one house in their lifetime, let alone pay attention to the Feng Shui layout. Buying a house will already cost two people.  Deposit on behalf of someone else.  They are indeed not the audience these ¡°gurus¡± need.  Well, of course, if you are looking for Zhang Fan, if he is fine, he will pay you 1,800 yuan to see him.  Poor people have short ambitions, hehe.

    "Master, master, will there be many powerful masters here today? Can their acupuncture skills be better than yours?" Shen Xiaoman, who was sitting in the back row, looked over and grabbed Zhang Fan's sleeve and shook it.  With.

    Zhang Fan is speechless.

    "Xiao Man, why don't you call me master, and I'll find you an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor. You can learn from him" This girl always gave Zhang Fan the feeling that her purpose was impure, and she clamored to learn it every day.  Acupuncture, I am a Feng Shui master!  Feng shui master!  Feng shui master!  Is it okay to say important things three times?

    "No, Master, I want to learn from you, hehe, I also want to learn Feng Shui. Once I learn it, I can make money to buy a lot of needles that I like"

    This time, even Shen Guoao was sweating. When did his daughter become so fond of acupuncture of traditional Chinese medicine?  Why didn't you notice it earlier?

    "Hey, look, people from the Taoist Association are here." Shen Guoao suddenly pointed to the intersection in front of him and said. Zhang Fan looked up and saw a bus with a painting of Sanqing Taoist Patriarch spray-painted driving from a distance.  Coming over, after the bus stopped, Master Songfeng walked out of the car first, followed by the old Taoist priests headed by Master Qianyuan and Master Lingxu, and a group of young Taoists headed by Qinglian.

    "This battle is quite big. I'm afraid the entire Taoist Association is out."

    Shen Guoao was a little surprised. Today, his superiors sent them here to do security, mainly because Princess Tina inside had a special status. He thought that a few Feng Shui people would be enough, but he didn't expect dozens of Taoist priests to come.  .

    "That's not all, look at that side."

    Zhang Fan patted Shen Guo'ao's shoulder and asked him to look at the other side of the interface. After Shen Guo'ao looked at it, he was speechless for a while. He saw more than 20 monks wearing monk's robes and shaved heads holding their hands at the other side of the interface.  He put his hands together and chanted sutras while walking towards this side.

    "No, these bald men can also read Feng Shui?" Shen Guoao obviously didn't have much fondness for the monk.

    "Theoretically, it shouldn't be possible, but no one is stopping people from learning it. Besides, even if they can't read Feng Shui, they can still consecrate it to others."

    Zhang Fan laughed. He couldn't stand the behavior of some monks.  Putting aside the negative news about consecrating the private parts of female donors, many temples now have so-called consecration ceremonies, which involves chanting a few Buddhist scriptures to a lot of things. Once they are consecrated and spiritual, they can be sold to  Believers.

    Although Zhang Fan does not study Buddhism, he has learned a little bit about it from his grandfather¡¯s ears and eyes when he was a child. Buddhism does not talk about consecrating objects at all. Yes, gods and Buddhas consecrate people through statues and Dharma bodies, rather than people consecrating objects.  The so-called consecration jewelry they sell is just a gimmick to increase the price.

    Sun Chengjin greeted these two groups of people very politely and invited them in one by one. Just when Shen Guoao wanted to urge Zhang Fan to go in quickly so as not to delay the main scene, another group of people came from the other side of the street.  Came over.

    Seeing this, Zhang Fan almost laughed out loud.

    The leader was a beardless old man wearing a Tang suit. This was quite normal. The old man was followed by Sikong Liang, whom he had met the day before. Zhang Fan remembered that Sikong Liang had said that in addition to being the vice president of the Taoist Association, he was also a member of the I Ching Research Association.  Vice President, Zhang Fan also wondered at that time, why did the Vice President not take him to the I Ching Research Association but to the Taoist Association?

    Now seeing the lineup of the I Ching Research Association, Zhang Fan finally understood.  These twoBehind the leader, there are all kinds of people, even if they are not uniformly dressed, there are some in suits and leather shoes, some in Tang suits, some in long gowns and mandarins, and the most annoying thing is that some are wearing the iconic black sunglasses, with their hands  It feels like they are all fake signs.

    There are all kinds of things like "straight through the iron mouth", "easy to count plum blossoms", "half-immortal by touching the bones", "massage for the blind" and so on.  Especially the one holding the "Blind Massage". Zhang Fan was sure that that person was really blind, otherwise how could he sneak into such a group under the pretense.  If I come with this group of people no matter how much I pay, Zhang Fan will feel like the price has dropped!

    Seeing this group of people from all walks of life, even the corners of Sun Chengjin's mouth twitched, but he still received these people politely and let them in, especially when facing Sikong Liang, he was particularly attentive.  I guess Sikong Liang's official status is nothing in the eyes of Taoist priests, but it is still somewhat useful in the eyes of businessmen like Sun Chengjin.

    It¡¯s just that¡­ after welcoming these three groups of people in, everyone who was supposed to come came, but Sun Chengjin still stood at the door and looked up, as if he was still waiting for someone more important.

    Seeing that the egg stamps were all being distributed, Sun Chengjin had an obvious look of anxiety on his face.

    "Dad, who is that bad guy waiting for? Is their princess not here yet?" Shen Xiaoman asked in confusion. All girls have a princess dream. I heard that a real British princess came this time. Shen Xiaoman  Xiaoman is also looking forward to it.  This event uses the princess as a gimmick. It would be boring if the princess didn't come.

    "No, Princess Tina has been at the venue early in the morning. She was there before we went to pick up your master. She should be waiting for others. However, the two Buddhist and Taoist associations and the fortune tellers under the bridge have arrived, so he can still wait  Who is it?"

    While Shen Guoao was talking, a tall white man walked out of the community and was talking to Sun Chengjin.  Zhang Fan's eyesight was good enough, and he could clearly see the appearance of the white man from a distance. That man was Joseph.

    Seeing the disappointed looks on the faces of Joseph and Sun Chengjin, an idea flashed in Zhang Fan's head and he laughed, "I know who they are waiting for. Xiao Man, take Master's bag and get out of the car with me. Since the master is looking forward to it so much,  , it¡¯s time for us master and disciple to take the stage.¡±

    "We?" Shen Xiaoman blinked, looking unconvinced.

    "That's right, it's us."

    At the gate, Joseph and Sun Chengjin stood together, their brows furrowed tightly.

    "Sun, didn't you say that the official went to invite Zhang Fan? Why haven't you seen him yet?" Joseph looked at his watch anxiously, as it was very close to the scheduled time for the start of the event.

    He doesn¡¯t care about the monks and Taoists who just entered. The only one he wants to kill is Zhang Fan.  In Joseph's mind, he lost to Zhang Fan last time. If he wants to prove that astrology is better than Chinese Feng Shui, at least in his opinion, he must defeat Zhang Fan. Otherwise, no matter how many monks and Taoists are killed, people will be able to say  Your astrology has lost to our Chinese Zhang Fan.

    "How do I know? I'm more anxious than you." Sun Chengjin couldn't help but rolled his eyes. He asked himself that he was the one person in the world who most wanted Zhang Fan to come and make a fool of himself immediately.

    "Why are you so anxious, Mr. Sun? Are you anxious to be slapped in the face?" Just when Sun Chengjin also lowered his head to look at his watch, a joking voice sounded beside him.  Disdainful Zhang Fan?  The person accompanying Zhang Fan was not the Bai Shuying he thought would come, but a slender lolita with delicate appearance but a bit over-developed breasts.

    "Master, why do you want to slap this brother in the face? Look at how handsome this brother is. It's absolutely okay to be a pretty boy, but it won't be good if you hit him badly." Shen Xiaoman said this very seriously  out.

    Sun Chengjin was so angry that he almost vomited blood. What do you mean, your sister's pretty face is absolutely fine?  Do you praise your father like this at home?

    "Master Sun, I'm sorry. My apprentice is young and I made a mistake with my words. Don't take it to heart." Zhang Fan pretended to be a humble gentleman, said a debt of gratitude, turned to Shen Xiaoman and said, "Will you come out in the future?"  You must talk nonsense. What does it mean that a pretty boy has no problem? Master tells you that a pretty boy must be sensible, obedient, and able to serve others. Look at this brother¡¯s twitchy face. How does he look like he can be a pretty boy? Oh, Mr. Sun, what¡¯s wrong with you?  ? If you're unhappy, don't hold it in, just hit me."

    "Oh, I know Master, I will definitely pay attention to it in the future. Thank you, brother!"

    Zhang Fan and Shen Xiaoman cooperated and launched a three-hit combo. Sun Chengjin felt a tightness in his chest. A mouthful of old blood was swimming inside. His fair face was red from the suffocation, and he could hear the sound when he squeezed his fist.  , but he just couldn't make up his mind.

    If someone else comes to make trouble, he will not only have security guards but also military police here, and he will beat him up if he wants. But who is Zhang Fan?  Let the police beat him?  Sun Chengjin has obtained information about Zhang Fan. Damn, Police Chief Liao Wusheng and this guy are wearing the same pair of pants, okay?  Not to mention the military. He had seen that little girl in the morning. She was the daughter of instructor Shen.

    If he really dares to call people to beat Zhang Fan, I'm afraid he will be the only one who walks out in the end.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)But he just didn't know what to do.

    If someone else comes to make trouble, he will not only have security guards but also military police here, and he will beat him up if he wants. But who is Zhang Fan?  Let the police beat him?  Sun Chengjin has obtained information about Zhang Fan. Damn, Police Chief Liao Wusheng and this guy are wearing the same pair of pants, okay?  Not to mention the military. He had seen that little girl in the morning. She was the daughter of instructor Shen.

    If he really dares to call people to beat Zhang Fan, I'm afraid he will be the only one who walks out in the end.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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