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From that time on, he did good deeds every day, and he always firmly believed that there were still many good people in the world.

Good and evil will eventually be rewarded. Five years ago, he helped an old man passing by. The old man was in good health and happened to be separated from his family. No one dared to come forward to help him, because he was afraid of being cheated.

But he didn't care about this much.

Finally, I realized that this old man was not an old man who cheated others, but was the incarnation of the God of Blessings and Justice.

His son turned out to be the existence of Shangdu that is above the Dashang Group.

"Zhong Hua, forget it, the kindness you should have been repayed has been repayed. He has been decayed. No one can make the dead tree spring!"

Dongfang walked to the official director and comforted him.

It turns out that the real director is named Zhong Hua.

Zhong Hua sighed!

Since the Wei family dared to intervene, he would let his hands come and go.

Zhong Hua became energetic in an instant, and there seemed to be a sharp light in his eyes. He wanted to avenge Wang Yichun.

Wang Yichun was originally a simple farmer from the countryside. After his disdain to work hard, he slowly entered the career of the government. Although he was not well-educated, he was very simple.

All things are done for people are practical things.

But in the end, the Wei family was chosen by the Wei family. In order to expand their influence, the Wei family must take him into their hands.

So it was gradually introduced into the enjoyment of a rich and rich life.

Once, Wang Yichun could still stick to Qingming Festival in his heart, and twice, he could still barely control him!

But three, four times, or even dozens of times, he eventually fell into the trap.

Zhang Wuyou looked at Zhong Hua's frustrated look by the door. He realized that trouble for the Wei family was coming.

Turning around and leaving the security bureau, he wanted to return to Xiaobian Youyou as soon as possible, but he was afraid that Nian Guchun would be worried.

But before I took two steps, I found that many people at the door were rushing towards an intersection in the south.

Driven by curiosity, Zhang Wuyou paused for a moment and followed him.

The dense crowds of people blocked all vehicles from east to west and north to south for a moment.

After a closer look, Zhang Wuyou couldn't help but feel happy. Isn't this Mo Yinghao? Since this kid failed to succeed in his last fight against Ning Ruolan, he has been lucky and has not had any unhappy things he encountered all day.

Didn’t this just now go to the bank to withdraw money, but then I realized that where is the money left in my bank card?

He was even told that many of his credit and VIP cards were all frozen.

Can he bear this happening to him? After all, he has been used to the days when he is wearing clothes and having food to open his mouth in the first half of his life.

Before, his father had been killed for no reason, and the security bureau had not found out that the company under his name had declared bankruptcy.

So now, if he wants to continue his life, he can only sell his car.

However, his friend who had been drinking and meat for many years, at this time, he directly pushed his car to an extremely low price, not only could he not even pay the money in one lump sum, but also had to installment.

Is this clearly not going to give it to me?

But Mo Yinghao was helpless? Because those "friends" had already spoken. In Yecheng, no one dared to take over his car except them.

With helplessness, he could only count all his hatred on Li Ningyang, because he could vaguely feel that his bad luck was brought to him by Li Ningyang.

When a person is in a very bad mood, it is best for others not to disturb him, otherwise he will definitely suffer a backfire.

Look, Mo Yinghao was walking on the road, when he was upset, but he was pulled by a monk.

After a quick look, the monk had several scars on his shiny bald head, but his face was extremely kind.

A monk's robe is simple and unpretentious. He holds a Zen stick in his right hand. The upper end of the Zen stick is made of a metal thigh, curled into a tower shape, and surrounded it in a circle. A small ring is penetrated on it. It can always make a ding-bell sound when shaking.

The monk's face looked like a treasure. When he saw a rough look, there was a stream of light shining.

A monk who travels around? Or a monk who has attained enlightenment?

Seeing Mo Yinghao dejected and worried, he knew that he must have encountered something difficult, and the place in the heaven was black.

Out of a Buddhist heart to overcome evil.

The monk blocked Mo Yinghao's way.

He told Mo Yinghao that in the near future, there will be a bloody disaster and he wants to help Mo Yinghao resolve it.

But he didn't expect Mo Yinghao to treat him as a bald donkey who took advantage of the situation.

"You bald donkey, do you feel that your money is easy to make now? You dare to make money from me? You also said that I have a bloody disaster. Did you see that you have a bloody disaster today?"

Mo Yinghao looked at the monk cursingly, and then kicked him directly on the monk's belly.

The monk staggered back two steps before he stabilized his body.

"Amitabha Buddha in the South House! If the donor thinks that you can feel more comfortable when you hit me twice, you can just beat the poor monk!"

After the monk finished speaking, he sat cross-legged, placed the Zen stick in his hand flat beside him, folded his hands together, and prepared to be beaten.

"Fuck, it's really a beating, it's a shame!" Mo Yinghao stepped forward, slapped and kicked him together.

It seems that I want to vent all the recent upset on the monk.

On the other hand, the monk was still as steady as Mount Tai, constantly reciting the Buddhist voice.

Zhang Wuyou watched coldly. He saw the monk's uniqueness. Similarly, he also saw the treasure-like golden body sitting cross-legged in his body.

This Mo Yinghao is really not giving up until the Yellow River, and she will not cry until she sees the coffin!

In order to help him eliminate the disaster, the monk did not hesitate to take risks. You must know that once the fate of death is imprinted, all those who want to be friendly to him will be punished.

But it would be fine if Mo Yinghao didn't appreciate it, but he didn't expect to be able to rank him to death.

"Donor, you can continue to vent your dissatisfaction with life on me, but I am merciful and do not want to see any suffering in the world. Therefore, I am willing to bear the suffering that should be suffered for the donor to repay the donor's happiness in the world. As the saying goes, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!"

"If the donor is willing to listen to my advice, I am willing to bring down my Buddha's great compassion method for the donor to cover up the karma and retribution on his body!"

Seeing that Mo Yinghao was so tired of fighting, the monk couldn't help but open his eyes and continued.

"Only you have karma and retribution!" Mo Yinghao still stared at the monk with his eyes, never believing in the cycle of cause and effect, and retribution of karma and retribution!

Looking at this scene, the people around him were a little disgusted with Mo Yinghao's actions. Whether it was really as the monk said, at least they were considering it for you.

It would be fine if you don’t appreciate it, but this is both beating and scolding. How can it be?

Mo Yinghao looked at the people around him and pointed at him, but he was not so embarrassed.
Chapter completed!