When Song Yun was discussing with the old man how to seize the dominance of certain power, he suddenly called himself. Song Yun had two mobile phones, one for external affairs, and the other for internal mobile phone numbers that only a few people knew about.

And the internal mobile phone number is called. Song Yun connected the birth number and said, "Who is hey?"

"Are you Song Yun?" said the young monk Juewu timidly. This was his first time talking to someone else, and he was a little excited.

"Yes, who are you?"

"I am the Juewu of Nei Shaolin. My senior brother is the Master of Fruit. He said that I would come to Jiangsu City to find you and ask you to help me find out my life experience." Juewu said, "But I am in a little trouble now. I seem to be surrounded by people. They said they want to hit me."

Song Yun held his cell phone and thought for a moment. This Fruit is a figure in Buddhism all over the world. When he was traveling to society, the Fruit Master saved his life, so he left a phone number for Fruit Master to call him if he had something to do in the future.

Now this person who claimed to be the junior brother of Master Guoliang gave him a call. Song Yun had to go over and see whether it was true or false. Song Yun still understood the truth that the grace of a drop of water should be repaid with the spring.

After asking about the other party's location, Song Yun smiled apologetically at Old Song and said, "Second Grandpa, I have something to do here. You always rest here now. I'll come back after finishing the work."

"If you have something to do, go and do it, don't worry about my old bones." Mr. Song waved his hand and said. "I've talked about everything today. I'll have to pave the road on the southern part of Jiangsu later, so you can just go home after you finish the work. I'll leave tomorrow. Don't come and send it to you, so as not to take advantage of it."

After Song Yun agreed, he walked out of the conference room and attracted Li Tang, who was sitting under the shade of the tree and smoking silently. The two of them drove to the airport in southern Jiangsu.

"Boss, if you come, you will come and go to greet him." Li Tang asked in confusion. Song Yun's current status can be regarded as the upper class of the Chinese pyramid. Except for the figures of Mr. Song, he really can't think of anyone else who can let him, the arrogant boss, pick him up.

"A little monk." Song Yun obviously had no mood to speak, so he leaned on the back of the car and closed his eyes to rest.

When he arrived at the airport, he saw a bunch of people huddled around. Song Yun pushed away the crowd, and a bald monk was standing in front of a woman. He was obviously very angry at the words of the gangsters on the other side.

Song Yun stepped forward and grabbed the little monk's hand and shouted, "There is no show, it's all over."

After seeing Song Yun, the little monk tilted his head and asked, "Are you Song Yun?"

"Well, let me talk about what happened today." Song Yun said calmly, then turned his head and glanced at Bai Fumei.

The little monk told Song Yun all the things. After hearing this, Song Yun rubbed his forehead and said, "Leave this matter to me. You can take a woman with you first."

"No, I must stand here until the end." Juewu said seriously. "I must break his legs this bastard."

"Oh?" Song Yun raised his eyebrows and asked curiously, "Didn't it all say that monks are compassionate? You are so murderous and will not violate Buddhist philosophy?"

"Although we Buddhism think about all living beings, this kid just said that he wanted to break my legs. I couldn't bear it or deceive my heart, so I want to return it."

Song Yun gave Juewu a thumbs up. The monk looked like a promising young man. His behavior now was always much better than a fake monk. Is he still a human being if he was beaten and not fight back? Although your monk's wish is to become a Buddha, you have not yet become a Buddha. Since you are a human being, you must follow the human beings' style. Don't always look like you are detached from the world, which makes people disgusting.

The rich and handsome man on the opposite side saw that Song Yun was coming and knew that the person in front of him was the one who wanted to stand out for the little monk. He waved his hand and more than ten people under his hands ran towards Song Yun. However, before he could touch Song Yun's clothes, he was stopped by someone. The person who stopped them was Li Tang. Today's day was really awkward. Not only was he forced to lead the way by the old man, but he also slapped himself. Now is the time to vent his clothes.

With three punches and two kicks, the dozen or so gangsters were knocked to the ground. Song Yun stepped forward and hugged the tall, rich and handsome neck and smiled, "Boy, aren't you going to give some compensation today? The people here want you one leg."

"I...my father is Gao Hu." The rich and handsome man shouted loudly, as if everyone in the world knew who his father was.

Song Yun shook his head and said, "I don't know who your father is, do you know Li Tang?"

Li Tang also shook his head and said that he didn't know him, but the flight attendant Bai Fumei knew him. Bai Fumei looked at Song Yun and said hesitantly, "Gao Hu is the branch director of the police station in this area, and this tall, rich and handsome man is the little bully in this area."

"Little Bastard, do you think you are a game console?" Song Yun laughed and slapped the tall, rich and handsome man in the head and said, "Isn't your father just a little director? Why are you bragging? Tell you, you will either lose money or break your legs and choose one by yourself."

Just when Song Yun and Gao Fushang were planning to have a good relationship, the airport security guards came and ran over in security uniforms with rubber sticks on their waists. The leading security captain saw Gao Fushang and his eyes were shocked. He knew that this little bully was doing all kinds of evil in his father's jurisdiction on weekdays, so why was he dealt with by someone today?

Although he didn't want to care about this matter, the rich and handsome guy was beaten at the airport and passed it to his father Gao Hu's ears. Then he was dead? The security captain sighed and went forward and shouted, "What are you doing here for a bunch of people?"

"Come and save me quickly. My father is Gao Hu." Gao and rich and handsome shouted to the security captain. "They want to blackmail me money and want to break my legs."

Of course I know that your father is Gao Hu. If your father is a commoner, I wouldn't bother to come to such muddy waters.

The security captain pulled out the rubber stick and shouted, "It's over for letting go of Mr. Gao. If you insist on resisting, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless. Let me tell you, boy, I was called Hunjiang Xiaobailong before."

Song Yun is tired of listening to such idiotic conversations. He is willing to let the hostages go. You have never seen the robber on TV who kidnapped the hostages and refused to let them go, because they know that if they really listen to the police's lies, it would be a dead end.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!