Excellent teacher

Zhang Lin thought of something, and quickly added: "By the way, don't let him get hurt in the detention center, or he will definitely make a big fuss, saying that we colluded to bully him."

"Understood, director." Zhang Lin's subordinate director hung up the phone and went to deal with the matter.

Zhang Lin sighed slightly, and walked towards Yue Shu's room.

Having such an ex-husband is really a very chilling thing.

Yue Shu had just fallen asleep with Zheng Xiaoyun, and when she saw Zhang Lin standing at the door of the room, she quietly got up and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Lin, what's the matter?"

Zhang Lin closed the door, relayed Zheng Changqing's confession in the corridor, and asked Yue Shu if she wanted to sue Zheng Changqing for defamation.

Yue Shu shook her head and said: "No need, the more I care about it, the more trouble he will make. I can see this man clearly now, and I don't want to have any interaction with him. Fang Qin will be back soon, I believe he will There is a way."

"Okay." Seeing that Yue Shu didn't want to pursue the matter and wanted to let Fang Qin clean up the mess, Zhang Lin didn't say much, and turned back to rest.

Thinking of Fang Qin, Zhang Lin couldn't help but secretly ache.

It's been a long time since I ate and chatted with Fang Qin. How is this man now?

Although Zhang Lin didn't leave Fang Qin for a long time, she always felt as if she had gone through countless light years.

The feeling of nostalgia can only be deeply understood by personal experience.

At this time, Zhang Lin didn't have any other thoughts except to see Fang Qin.

She really wanted Fang Qin to hold her, kiss her, and call her "my little princess Zhang Lin"...

Thinking about it, Zhang Lin's tears fell.

No one paid attention to him when he left Qinhe City that day. He must be very lonely, right?

Fang Qin didn't know that Zhang Lin and Yue Shu were thinking of him. At this time, he was on the plane, and he would be able to return to Qinhe City in one night.

The injuries of Dongfang Jing and the others were fine, and there was nothing serious about them, which made Fang Qin feel more relaxed.

He closed his eyes, but in his mind he was thinking about how to solve everything as quickly as possible so that he could really rest.

As a man, he couldn't quit before his mission was completed and leave the trouble to Li Shishi.

No matter how difficult this task is, he must solve it satisfactorily, so that Li Shishi, who will succeed him next, can take office easily.

Old William, Old Peter, Yamamoto Family, Akira Nogami, Marquis Dongfang, Black Triangle...

As long as these troubles are resolved, the mission is considered complete.

The next thing I have to do is to get rid of Haji in the black triangle first, right?

On the night when Fang Qin was about to return to Huaxia, a person also arrived at the place he wanted to be.

Outside the Shaolin Temple, a red-haired man stood facing the wind, looking up at the quaint signboard in the middle of the temple gate.

The red-haired man had two samurai swords in his waist, one long and one short, crossed his hands on his chest, and smiled slightly: "Mr. Huo Yifei, Taizuki Yamamoto, please see me!"

Yamamoto Taizuki's voice was very loud, and it was night, and his voice was transmitted very far, echoing non-stop on the mountain.

Not only did all the Shaolin monks wake up when Yamamoto Taizuki yelled, even the birds on the mountain were startled and flew around.

Taizuki Yamamoto was very satisfied with the power of his roar: If it was Huo Yifei, it is estimated that he can only achieve this level now, right?

A large group of monks rushed out and surrounded the gate of the temple, all of them looked at Taizuki Yamamoto solemnly, as if they were facing an enemy.

Yamamoto Taiyue smiled at them friendly: "I heard from Fang Qin that Mr. Huo Yifei is here, and he came here to challenge. I don't want to hurt unrelated people, so don't force me to do it."

Taizuki Yamamoto's smile is very gentle, it looks so harmless to humans and animals, but all the monks in Shaolin Temple are masters of chanting scriptures, and their perception is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Naturally, they can feel the powerful breath of Taizuki Yamamoto .

It was this powerful aura that made them dare not approach Taizuki Yamamoto, allowing him to shout outside the door.

Huaikong clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, Lord Yamamoto, our Grand Master hates the Japanese devils the most. He will either die or be disabled when he strikes. I think you should not touch his bad luck."

"Hehe..." Taizuki Yamamoto smiled very charmingly, "It's okay, if you can fight Mr. Huo, so what if you die?"

"For Fang Qin's sake, I agree to your challenge." The deep voice of old monk Yuan Ruo came from deep in the mountains, "However, if you lose, you must stay in Shaolin Temple and chop firewood for us for the rest of your life." .”

"Hehe, it's a deal." Taizuki Yamamoto didn't care about the bet at all. If he really lost, he would at most commit suicide by caesarean section.

I'm all dead, and you still tell me to chop a piece of wood?

Hearing Yamamoto Taiyue agreed, the old monk Yuanruo's voice came out again: "Huaikong, please bring him to my residence."

Huaikong walked up to Taiyue Yamamoto and made a Buddha ceremony: "Benefactor, come along. If you have any last words to tell, I will definitely help you send them home."

Rao Yamamoto Taiyue was full of confidence, and he still couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard Huaikong's words, and said in his heart: Smelly monk, when I defeat your grand master, let me see if your mouth can still be so cheap!

Huaisora ​​didn't care what Taizuki Yamamoto thought, he just cared about leading the way.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Taiyue Yamamoto finally followed Huaikong to the residence of old monk Yuanruo.

"Senior Huo, do you live here?" After seeing Yuan Ruo again, Taiyue Yamamoto didn't pay attention to other things, but was very surprised by Yuan Ruo's residence.

Yuan Ruo's so-called residence was just a thatched hut with a wooden bed, a table and a stool inside.

Living in a thatched hut is fine, but this thatched hut doesn't even have a door!

Taizuki Yamamoto couldn't figure out that such a powerful person lived in such a simple way.

Yuanruo sat on the wooden bed, opened his eyes, and looked straight at Yamamoto Taiyue like a pearl: "Remember, you are not allowed to commit seppuku after you lose. What I want is what you island country devils did for you in front of my Buddha." If you can't do it, don't challenge me!"

Taizuki Yamamoto giggled and said, "Okay, I was seen through by you. Okay, I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid that I won't be able to chop wood? As for those who repent or not, it depends on my mood!"

Yuan Ruo nodded and waved towards Huai Kong: "Huai Kong, go to the side. You can watch the battle, but don't get too close, so as not to accidentally hurt you."

"Okay, Grand Master." Huaikong bowed respectfully and saluted, then hid away like an obedient baby.

Standing in the open space outside the thatched house, Taiyue Yamamoto asked in surprise: "Mr. Huo, are you not going out of the house? If you don't come out, how can we learn from each other?"

Yuan Ruo snorted disdainfully: "Your strength is only slightly stronger than Fang Qin, and I don't even need to take a shot against him. Do you think it is necessary for me to build this thatched cottage for you?"