Super Monk

"My God, these two people are big local tyrants. They just carry a password box with millions of money in it. They are so ugly. I thought they were two local tyrants!" A nearby passenger exclaimed in a low voice.

"If you can easily bring millions to you, you'll have at least tens of millions of assets. These days, most bosses have more fixed assets and less working capital. I'm afraid this big black man has at least tens of millions of assets!"

"Yes, it must be so. No one will take all his wealth with him. If he is robbed, he will die!" Another passenger said.

Most of these economy class passengers are just people with a modest income. It's not bad that a family's house, car and cash passbook can add up to one or two million. The boss who has some money doesn't have it, but there are not many people who can take out so much money at one time.

Most of the people who don't pay attention to this money are in first class and business class. Who is crowded with them.

The man in his thirties suddenly changed his face when he saw the money in Zhao Fugui's password box. It took him less than half a year to buy these six thousand yuan trousers, which were specially used to support his face when he went out.

He felt that he had a lot of money, especially compared with the bumps that came out of his horns. It was just like heaven and earth. But compared with this kind of local tyrant who casually throws ten thousand yuan on his face, it's too far away.

"I'm sorry, brother. I'm so excited. Are you ok?" The man in his thirties immediately changed his face and helped the old man straighten his collar with a smile on his face. He nodded and said.

"I'm fine, I'm fine!" Old man Niu was a little blinded by the enthusiasm of a man in his thirties. He subconsciously hid behind and said quickly.

"Brother, you see, uncle is OK. He's fine!" When a man in his thirties saw that he had never seen the world before, his eyes showed a trace of disdain. He said that these two guys would not be the relocated households from which village, would they? Sure enough, he was still a bumpkin. He thought so in his heart, but he didn't dare to show it on his face. He turned to Zhao Fugui and said.

"He said nothing, nothing? I don't think you're going to have any trouble with these pants! " Zhao Fugui said coldly. The man in his thirties is embarrassed. His trousers are just stained with a little juice at the bottom of the trousers. He doesn't need to wash them at all. He just needs to wipe them.

He just saw that old man Niu was a bully and wanted to steal some money, but he didn't expect that old man Niu was a bully, but Zhao Fugui was not.

"Wealth, forget it, more is better than less!" Old man Niu has been working outside for many years. He is cautious and doesn't want to make trouble.

"Uncle Niu, we don't bully others, but we can't be bullied!" Zhao Fugui said lightly, "I'm a fair man. I've already paid for my pants. You just kicked uncle Niu. Now you let uncle Niu kick me too. It's over!"

Old man Niu looks uneasy. When the man in his thirties hears what Zhao Fugui says, his face suddenly sinks. He thinks that these two bumpkins are really shameless. This guy wants to kick his nose on his face.

"Boy, don't be shameful. Do you know who I am? You want to kick me! " The voice of the man in his thirties immediately became overbearing and swearing.

"I don't care who you are, uncle Niu. It's over if you kick him. You kick him as hard as he kicks you. It doesn't count if you kick him lightly!" Zhao Fugui said in a deep voice.

"Wealth, this, this really want to kick?" Cow old man some flustered ask a way.

"You do, my husband is the leader of the small car team of the municipal Party committee. He drives for the leaders of the municipal Party committee. If you dare to kick my husband, you can wait to go to jail!" The middle-aged woman next to the man in his thirties clamored fiercely.

When the stewardess, who was hiding in one side, heard that the middle-aged women were actually from the small car class of Chengdu municipal Party committee, she suddenly saw a light and ran to the cockpit secretly.

"People from the municipal Party committee? What a prestige Zhao Fugui sneered and cheered, "don't say you are the one driving the car, but Jiang Guohua of the municipal Party committee is here. I can kick it if I want to!"

As soon as he said this, the plane immediately burst into flames. They all felt that Zhao Fugui was a big black man.

"It's a big black guy. He says he dares to kick Jiang Guohua. It's bragging and doesn't make a draft!" A passenger whispered.

"That is, who is Jiang Guohua? That's the No.1 leader of Chengdu, the chief manager of Chengdu. This young man even dare to say that he is kicking Jiang Guohua. He really doesn't know how to die!"

"The new born calf is not afraid of tigers. The young man thinks he has some money and thinks he is bullied. Is the big leader of Chengdu a little local tyrant who can offend him?"

"Yes, if the chief manager hears this, I'm afraid he doesn't know how to die!" The passengers were talking about it, and they all made a mockery of Zhao Fugui.

"Boy, you're not afraid of the wind. Even our leaders dare to chew your tongue. You really don't know how to live or die!" The man in his thirties yelled as his face turned sharp.

"Chief manager, these three words are really frightening!" Zhao Fugui said with a sneer, "but I put his son in the military court. I haven't heard from him until now, and I haven't seen him do anything to me. He doesn't seem to have much prestige!""What? It's you, you're Zhao, Zhao! " The man in his thirties suddenly looks scared. The son of the chief manager deals with Xiaowan village and is taken to the military court by Zhao Fugui of Xiaowan village. This is known in the city. The information channel of the car class is well-informed. How can he not know. Even the son of the chief manager was so miserable to Zhao Fugui, not to mention the driver of such a small car class.

Even dare to bully Zhao Fugui's head, offended Zhao Fugui, can have his good fruit to eat?

"Husband, what's the matter with you?" The middle-aged woman saw that the man in his thirties was scared with a rustic look on her face and immediately asked.

"What's the matter? What are you two doing in the aisle? Get back to your seat, or I'll tell the tower that you are endangering the flight safety. Return immediately and let you go to the police station for half a month! " At this time, the stewardess came with the captain, and the captain said majestically.

Zhao Fugui frowned and looked at the stewardess and the captain. As they were about to talk, the man in his thirties just said, "he's Zhao Fugui. Boss Zhao is so sorry. I'm blind. I should be punished. I should be punished!"

The man in his thirties slapped him twice, picked up the old man's leg and kicked him. He quickly rolled on the ground twice.

Zhao Fugui looks at the man and frowns. When he sees that others are easy to bully, he tries his best to bully. When he sees that others are not easy to bully, he immediately counsels, like a clown. This kind of person is really hopeless.