The Taoist master should restrain himself, the country will soon be unable to continue

Chapter 41 Daomen, don't be bullied! (Please subscribe)

After signing the painting, Huangmao's claws were revealed.

It was originally agreed to repair the Taoist temple, and there was a subsidy of [-] yuan, but in a blink of an eye, it became the demolition of the Taoist temple and a compensation of [-] yuan.

When the Taoist Master Jingxin realized something was wrong, it was already too late, the words had already been signed, and even the fingerprints were stamped. The words in black and white could not be changed.

No, when Fatty and Huang Mao dug half of the main hall with their excavators, Jing Xin couldn't take it anymore, and passed out in one breath.

This scared the group of them away.

But now, this group of people has made a comeback again, and this time, it seems that they will never give up until they achieve their goals.

After hearing this, Su Yang understood that this was just a scam.

First of all, he took advantage of the fact that the old Taoist leader had no children, and started to deal with the lack of emotion. After establishing a sense of intimacy with the old Taoist leader, he then coaxed him. Because of the trust of the old Taoist leader, it was easy to deceive.

"Fuck, isn't this a beast? Even an old man can lie to him, he's really inhuman!"

"Isn't this the same as the scam routine used to deceive those empty-nesters? Take advantage of the empty-nester's longing for their children, start to start, and then follow a series of routines, and finally defraud them of their money."

"Master Jingxin is really miserable. This Taoist temple that has been guarding alone all his life is already 80 or [-] years old. I thought someone would finally care about it, but I didn't expect it to be a liar."

Netizens in the live broadcast room were filled with righteous indignation, feeling indignant for the old Taoist Jing Xin.

After learning the truth, Su Yang turned his head to look at the fat man and Huang Mao, with a cold light in his eyes.

"Cough cough..."

Knowing that he was wrong, Huang Mao coughed lightly in embarrassment, not daring to look Su Yang directly.

"Hmph, old Taoist priest, why do you slander us? Do you have evidence? There is no evidence for what you say."

The fat man had the cheek to play a rogue, but he denied it all: "Anyway, it is clearly written in black and white now. You signed it and imprinted your fingerprints. It cannot be faked."

"If you don't move away, then don't blame us for demolishing the Taoist temple."

"Who dares?"

Before the words were finished, Su Yang yelled violently, and a strong wind suddenly blew up around him, making the rustling of the bodhi trees.

In the already dark sky, a deafening thunder sounded out of thin air.

This sudden change made the two of them back away in fright, their faces turned pale with fright, layers of sweat broke out on their foreheads, and their backs were wet.

Even the few people who fell to the ground looked pained and got up with difficulty, for fear that Su Yang would take a step closer and chop them all off.

Before Su Yang could make another move, the fat man turned around and ran away without even thinking about it. The rest of the people were even more startled, panicked and hurriedly followed.

"Thank you!"

For Su Yang who helped him drive away these people, Taoist Master Jingxin was very grateful, but there was not much joy on his face.

Because he knew that these local hooligans would come again, even if Su Yang helped him this time, what about the next time?

Su Yang will leave sooner or later, but these people live in the city, if this time fails, they will come again next time, stalking and stalking, just exhausting, vowing not to give up.

Seeming to see the worry of the old Taoist priest Jing Xin, Su Yang comforted: "Don't worry, Taoist priest, if they still dare to come to make trouble, I will follow."

"Daomen, don't be bullied!"

The firm voice echoed in the mountains, deafening.

At the same time, after the fat man and Huang Mao ran out of the Taoist temple, seeing that Su Yang hadn't chased him out, they slowed down.

"Brother Jiang, what shall we do next? The Taoist is guarding there, what are we doing?"

Huang Mao asked out of breath.

As soon as I recalled the scene where Su Yang knocked the three of them into the air with a light slap, I felt heart palpitations, and cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

"What? Are you scared? Hmph, Xu Yong, you've been with me for so long, why are you still acting like your noodle-smelling old man, cowardly, hetui!"

Xu Jiang, a fat man with a big belly and a ferocious face, glanced at the yellow hair, and then spit thick phlegm on the ground.

"Yes, Brother Jiang taught you the lesson."

The yellow-haired Xu Yong hurriedly responded with a smile, his face full of flattery where there was no disobedience.

"Fuck, Jiangnan City has spent so much money and raised so many people for so many years, isn't it just for today's use?"

"Call someone, bring something with you, remember to arrange the excavator and forklift for me. Tonight, labor and management must push this broken Taoist temple to the ground!"

Xu Jiang stretched out his hand to pick his teeth, and ordered in a fierce tone.

"Yes!"

The three strong men answered in unison, then took out their mobile phones, made calls, and started shaking people.

"Everyone is calling me."

Xu Jiang glanced at the pitch-black sky, lost a word, and walked towards the car parked by the side of the road.

Xu Yong opened the car door for Xu Jiang, watched him get into the car, and flattered: "Brother Jiang, calm down and sleep well."

"It's useless to talk nonsense, let the two inside be completely 'demobilized'!"

In the Taoist temple, after appeasing the old priest Jingxin, Su Yang simply took the initiative to serve as the chef and prepared dinner.

It's just that after going through this incident, he didn't have much appetite. After eating a little, the old Taoist priest Jing Xin did his evening class early and fell asleep.

In the pavilion, Su Yang sat on a stool thinking about the next countermeasures.

"Then the old Taoist priest can't compromise, can he give in? He can still get 10 yuan."

"The one upstairs has lost his mind? What people want is this piece of land, and the old Taoist leader gave in. This Taoist temple, his home is gone, where can he live? And the 10 yuan is worthless! "

"Daoist, if you want me to say, call the police, it's so straightforward."

Netizens in the live broadcast room offered countermeasures one after another.

During the whole day of getting along, they also had a preliminary impression of Jing Xin, the old Taoist priest. He was a little old man guarding the Taoist temple. He was a little lonely, but he was also free and unrestrained.

It's just that the Taoist priest Jingxin has guarded this Taoist temple all his life, and he has witnessed it from prosperity to decline.

As far as he is concerned, this place is no longer just a Taoist temple, but the place where he has spent most of his life, his home, and the place where he returns to his roots in the future.

I have guarded the home for most of my life, and if someone wants to shovel it, no one will agree to it!

While Su Yang was thinking, he occasionally glanced at the barrage in the live broadcast room, wondering if he could get some inspiration.

"Call the police, there is no reason for the police to arrest those people. There is a problem with this contract, but the Taoist priest just signed it."

"The Taoist priest refuses now, which is considered a breach of contract. Even if someone comes to shovel the Taoist temple, there is no way."

Su Yang sighed helplessly: "That's why they dared to slam the door so swaggeringly, they just grasped this point."

After a while, a gleam flashed in Su Yang's eyes.

"Since they cheat the elderly with routines and are unreasonable, then the poor will also use unreasonable methods to deal with it."

Su Yang has always been reasonable, and along the way, he can basically be reasonable, but this does not mean that he is easy to bully.

When you encounter a rogue, you can only use some means.

"It seems that the Taoist priest chose to use force."

"Reading is to talk to Shabi calmly, and martial arts is to make Shabi talk to me calmly."

"Sometimes fists are more useful than mouths."

"No, my girlfriend told me not to use fists if I can use my mouth."

(End of this chapter)