From today on, the name of the Golden Zen Master and the Golden Arhat Spirit’s fear will be heard all over the West District.

Wei Chensi was very jealous. I came in first. I had a friendship with Chen Huayao and also offered a large donation for scholarships. Now I am just a member of the alternate member and observer. You guys are better, you can reach the top in one step!

I immediately said sourly next to me: "Battle, why don't you invite a few girls to have fun tonight? I will report your deeds to the TV station."

Bajie felt that the limelight was snatched away by the bald donkey, and said barely: "The strength is pretty good, and the actual combat ability needs to be strengthened. At least there will be another three years of systematic training. Is Brother Hua a bit hasty in his decision?"

"Not bad," said Lei Xin, "Even you and I may not be able to withstand the bullets head-on."

Bajie said again: "I think if he puts the dark wings and compares with Seraph, it will definitely be a piece of shit..."

"Shut up!" Lei Xin shouted coldly. The name was strictly prohibited by the Chairman.

Bajie glanced at Chen Huayao not far away and smiled, "What are you nervous? The Five Tiger Generals are now considered to be allocated, and there is still one of the Four Heavenly Kings. Don't you plan to train new people?"

Lei Xin said: "Ah will be back, I'm trying to figure out a way."

"It's Tom Harrybain." Bajie corrected.

Chen Huayao encouraged Ling Jue and said, "Ah Xin, you Thunder Whip people stayed to deal with the scene and allocated one million yuan to Lao Meng's family for the pension. Xiao Ba, you ask the people of the Phoenix Society to hand over the Huangthrone's head and compensation plan within 24 hours, which cannot be less than 10 million, otherwise we will officially start the war. Young Master, you and Ling Jue go to support the Golden Diver Company together and prepare to take down the Phoenix Society. Hehe, I have been enduring the Phoenix Society for a long time."

Wei Chen thought for a moment and became happy, rubbed the bones and joints of his palms, and said, "Brother Hua, I am one of the six tiger generals after making contributions?"

"I will consider practicing for another ten years."

Lao Meng and his wife got up early and didn't eat. They kept staying in front of the TV. Each station was full of boring entertainment programs and unsurprising news. The more they waited, the more anxious they became.

As soon as the murderer goes out legally at twelve o'clock, he will no longer be able to do anything to him. Think about Xiaojiao, whose bones are not cold, what should I do!

Time passed by second by second, and great sorrow and disappointment landed on the heads of the two old men.

"Old man, what do you think? Director Chen wants us to wait here, but it's not a solution." The wife said: "My son and Xiaojiao's boyfriend are still locked in the detention center by them. It's cold and cold. If another one dies... I don't want to live anymore..."

"Shut up your stinky mouth!" Lao Meng said angrily: "Director Chen said that he will give me justice! Since selling citrus on Xiangzhang Road, I knew that his words never discounted!"

He snatched the remote control in anger and replaced the TV with Jingdong, saying, "People want us to wait for the news. If you insist on watching it, you will be discouraged and distracted, what can you see!"

It was twelve o'clock, and Xiangjing One showed the midday news scene at the right time.

The female host was wearing formal clothes and smiling. First, she broadcasted a news that the mayor inspected the water conservancy project in Shihu County, the deputy mayor brought warmth to the villagers, and the news that the director of the General Office spoke at the 20th "Xiangbao" Animation Festival and the meeting symposium of the animation authors.

Then there is the Syrian crisis, the Middle East oil crisis, the European debt crisis, and the Japanese Prime Minister meets with the Philippine President.

"Now, a news broadcast. At around 10 o'clock this morning, Davis, a British consulate staff member in our city, drove on the road to Xiangzhang. A foreign man named Mike Wilson was killed. The cause of the accident is not clear. The traffic police, firefighting and other departments have rushed to the scene. The reporter here reminds everyone that the weather is cold and the road is slippery, so please be careful when the drivers drive."

Lao Meng suddenly burst into tears, all the other voices were heard and ignored, and all the things in front of him were seen without seeing.

It was really "After the sword was heard outside the sword, I cried and covered my clothes with tears when I heard it."

But when I see my wife’s sorrow, I am so happy that I am so happy about poetry and books!

When singing during the day, you must drink wine. Youth is a companion for your youth and return home.

Then he passed through Wu Gorge from Baxia and went down to Xiangyang and headed towards Luoyang.

This poem by Du Fu has extremely strong emotional expression. Pu Qilong, a native of the Qing Dynasty, commented: "Eight lines of poetry are as fast as flying, and only one sentence of the topic is written, and I all write about my emotions. The fastest poem in my life!"

It is indeed the quickest poem in life and the quickest thing in life! It is no more suitable to describe the old couple's mood at this moment.

Repaying gratitude and revenge with revenge is the life philosophy that the Chinese people regard as iron law. It is as simple as killing people to pay for their lives and owing debts and paying money. It is also a universal principle.

The attitude to life and the principles of life it shows are as simple and clear as literally. The favors given to me must be repaid, and the hatreds that others have added to me must be revenged.

The "universal values" that have been processed and transformed by the West, the "human rights" they promote have accused our country's death penalty system and hyped up a lot, one-sidedly determined that the lives of those murderers should not be deprived of, but turned a blind eye to the crimes they committed.

In fact, it is just the West’s intention to subvert the beliefs of our society by using the so-called universal values, and to make us a country with lack of faith. They have never had any kindness to our country.

Have you seen the murderer in the Norwegian shooting kill more than 70 people and was sentenced to only 22 years in prison? Have you seen the respected Mr. Simpson in the Simpson murder case, stalking out of the court with his head held high?

Western laws only serve the rich and protect the power of murderers. Even if they have been imprisoned for decades, they enjoy air-conditioned TV and flush toilets inside, without having to work hard for three meals a day, and they live a better life than the US Secretary of State.

And the families of those victims can only feel ashamed!

Killing someone to pay for your life! The simple common people only know how much punishment you will have to bear no matter what crime you commit.

"Uncle Meng." The monkey knocked on the door and then pushed the door open.

Lao Meng and his wife quickly reached out to wipe the tears that could not stop, squeezed out a very reluctant smile and said, "Big brother, what's wrong?"

"The Chairman asked you to go home right away."

"go home?"

"Yes, the Chairman will use Wilson's head to pay tribute to Xiaojiao."

After getting on the Grand Cherokee, he rushed to Yanliu Town, Longmian City, 35 kilometers away. Longmian City is one of the three cities and counties under Xiangjing City. With the rapid expansion of the Xiangjing Metropolitan Area, Longmian City has bordered the edge of Xiangjing and became a suburb in the actual sense of Xiangjing City.

Lao Meng’s home is in a two-story building facing the street in the town, with a large yard.

The building has been simply decorated, with environmentally friendly paint on the exterior walls, and there are floor tiles, ceilings, and aluminum alloy doors and windows. The overall look is clean, tidy and bright.

Lao Meng contracted an orchard in the town. In the past two years, he sold citrus on Xiangzhang Road without any worries about sales and made a lot of money.

At this time, the house was very deserted, and a thin coffin without incense was lying on the east side of the yard, which was very conspicuous. According to local customs, young people went first than the elders, and could not receive incense and practice rituals.

There is no reason for elders to worship younger generations in the world. It’s just that Xiaojiao suffered a tragic disaster, and the town did not give a clear statement, so it has not been buried yet.

Xiao Jiaoyuan works in the city, rents a house in the local area, and carries the body home for trouble.

The daughter-in-law Xiao Liu went out to greet him with a disheveled face. The old Meng and his wife thought that their son and granddaughter's boyfriend were still stuck in the police station and did not come out, so they burst into tears again.

The monkey accompanied him a few nice words. Lao Meng was not sure of his specific identity, but he just said that he was a clerk in the neighborhood committee and gave a vague introduction.

Seeing a customer coming from home, his daughter-in-law Xiao Liu was going to buy vegetables.

I can't live this day!

After three o'clock in the afternoon, several small cars came outside. Xiao Liu's husband Da Meng and Xiao Jiao's fiancé Xiaoke got off the car first and ran towards the house. The mayor of the town and the police station director followed behind.

"Dad, dad, I'm back!" Da Meng shouted.

"You...just be back." Lao Meng held his hand and sobbed. "Why are they willing to let you come back?"

"Dad, I heard that it was a director of Xiangzhang Road in the city who greeted me. They were very polite to me and even proposed to give me 200,000 yuan in pensions. I didn't want it. The murderer who killed Xiaojiao did not come to justice for a day. I will never compromise!" Da Meng's tone was decisive.

"It's Director Chen..." Lao Meng was both surprised and happy.

"Who is Director Chen? Do you know him?"

"He is the great benefactor I often mention to you."

The mayor and the director walked into the inner room and said, "Old Meng, how are the family at home lately?"

"I'm fine if I ask the mayor Hong Fu." Lao Meng replied.

Seeing that no one greeted you, and there was no tea to greet each other, the two pulled over the bench and sat down, saying, "Old Meng, we feel uncomfortable when Xiaojiao was unfortunate. The town decided to issue you a subsidy of 200,000 yuan to express our meaning. As for that foreigner, the country has national laws, which we cannot control. Please don't pursue it anymore."

Xiaoke said angrily: "You let the murderer run away, but we still don't pursue it? Can you buy a life for 200,000?"

The mayor smiled bitterly and said, "It's the above meaning, and we can't do anything. I'll tell you the truth. That foreigner left the country within 12 noon today. You guys, take the money and bury Xiaojiao well. What will you do in the future? Don't make trouble anymore."

Xiao Ke picked up a teacup and threw it hard in front of him. The fragments scattered and said, "Fart!"

The mayor's face changed: "Little brother, say something well, don't toast and not eat and drink!" I said softly because I wanted to calm down. Do you really think I'm a soft persimmon and can't pinch it at will?

"I must catch the murderer!"

Lao Meng suddenly stood up and stopped Xiaoke and said, "It is natural to kill someone to pay his life, and to pay back his debts. I want to use Wilson's head to pay tribute to Xiaojiao. The mayor has no objection, right?"

The mayor seemed to hear a huge joke: "Haha, unless you can chase it to the UK, but it is another matter whether you are verified in the UK."

As he was speaking, the sound of horns outside the door was filled with five or six small cars. In an instant, more than a dozen people were squeezed down. The leader was holding a bloody head in his hand, and the mayor's soul flew out of the sky.

The police station director almost wanted to pull out the gun on the spot. Yin Xiaoba went over and pointed out that this move had been tacitly approved by the city and told them not to be troubled.

The mourning hall was now reset, and Wilson's head was placed on the altar, and his relatives fainted after crying several times.

"You can go with peace of mind."

After the worship, Xiaoke greeted the Chairman under Lao Meng's introduction.

This is a specially organized hall, spacious and bright, and the bloodyness of Wilson's head has not subsided.

On both rows of chairs, each sitting with the crab committee members below Yin Xiaoba. Lao Meng and Da Meng are with the Prime Minister. The mayor and the director of the town have been driven away.
Chapter completed!