Greatest anchor in history

Chapter 84 Driving Without a License
In the battle situation on the field, you come and go, Tang Seng walks slowly to the front.

"Amitabha! Wukong, don't be fooled, stop quickly."

Not bad, this time Tang Seng didn't have a long speech, and went directly to the topic.

I don't know if it was inexplicable to hear someone calling his name, but the great sage who was killing happily on the field jumped up to Tang Seng: "Who are you, how do you know my old grandson's "small number"?"

Tang Seng clasped his hands together: "Apprentice, I haven't seen you for a long time, and you can't even tell that you are a teacher?"

The great sage squatted halfway, circled up, down, left, and right in front of Tang Seng, then scratched his face: "Are you my master?"

Well, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't realize until now that the Great Sage Ganqing is still cross-eyed.

Tang Seng smiled indifferently: "Master, I left in a hurry this time. The visa has not yet been issued, and I am temporarily possessed by the agent of the human world. By the way, stop fighting with those people quickly. How many times have I told you, Master, As disciples of Buddhism and candidates from the heavens, we must be calm in everything, be friendly, tolerant, and..."

"Stay! Don't talk nonsense with my old grandson, what kind of monster did you turn into? How dare you pretend to be my master!!" Cross-eyed anger Tang Seng, even in the state of soul, Zhang Xiaoqiang can still feel the great sage's eyes. Dispersed murderous aura.

"Amitabha, can't you tell the temperament of a teacher, Wukong?" He raised his face and shook his head, but Zhang Xiaoqiang's hair was sparse, otherwise he would be able to show "using Rejoice, so confident".

After hearing Tang Seng's words, the Great Sage jumped back with both feet, raised his palm and struck at Tang Seng: "Don't pretend to be coercive, you will be struck by lightning!!"

Looking at the monkey's palms clapped angrily, Tang Seng looked extremely calm.

He didn't dodge or evade, he just stood on the spot with a look of needing a beating.

On the other hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang was in the state of the soul, his whole body was shaking with fright.

Just kidding, this body and bones are his private property.

Now I lent it to Tang Seng for use. If it breaks, it belongs to Zhang Xiaoqiang anyway, so of course Tang Seng doesn't care.

But what are you going to do if Zhang Xiaoqiang is swollen for the rest of his life?
Besides, if it can be claimed, it's fine if it's broken. At worst, go to the sky to complain, and if it's not complete, you can get the whole "Andy Lau" back with the same money.

But the problem is that Tang Seng is also a temporary next term this time. As he himself said just now, the license has not yet been obtained, so objectively speaking, Tang Seng is also driving without a license. If we really investigate, Zhang Xiaoqiang, the "vehicle" The provider will definitely not get any benefits, and if they fail, they will have to pay criminal liabilities jointly and severally.

You said that in the face of such an unfavorable situation, can Zhang Xiaoqiang not be in a hurry?

"Old driver! Come on, let's not overwhelm people with arrogance, the car is going to overturn if it goes on like this!" Zhang Xiaoqiang was really anxious.

Good guy, look at Lao Sun's slap posture, if this slap is carried out, his handsome face with sharp edges and corners will turn into "Guo Degang" in minutes!

Tang Seng smiled calmly: "Don't be anxious! Ordinary monks have their own ideas!"

have!You should do it quickly!Can we not have to deal with the "hell if I don't go to hell" plot! !
Zhang Xiaoqiang was about to cry!I heard that the "masters" have the problem of "ink blots and hypocrisy", and today I see them, they are really fucking "red chickens"! !

Finally, at the last moment when the monkey head slap was about to be implemented, Tang Seng, who had been standing all the time, moved.

But seeing him swinging his arms, he drew a pattern in the air that resembled a lowercase English letter "a", and then drew a virtual circle around the letter.

Zhang Xiaoqiang can clearly see all the movements in the soul state, but the more he watches, the more he feels that something is not quite right.

To be precise...it is familiar, the pattern that Tang Seng made out of thin air seems to have been seen somewhere before.

Love it!Zhang Xiaoqiang's spirit flashed.

Fog Grass!Isn't this the "@" that we often use to greet others when chatting.

Did this thing come from here?
Just as Zhang Xiaoqiang understood the "Dharma" in astonishment, Tang Seng's lips moved slightly.

From the outside, Tang Seng was still standing on the spot as usual, and he didn't seem to have made any countermeasures.

But it was his immovable wooden shape, holding the great sage's whole hands and covering his head, crying for his father and mother.

"Ah! My head! It hurts! Don't, don't read it! Master, master, don't read it!"

The roar of the Great Sage was so loud that it made people's scalp numb just listening to it. From this, you can imagine how much pain the person involved was suffering at this moment.

It is said that seeing is believing, and hearing is believing. In the past, people who only heard about Tang Seng’s spell are so powerful. Today’s onlookers watched it, and it is true that "saliva can drown people"!

"Do you recognize me as a teacher now?"

"Know, know!"

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"I didn't feel the temperament of the master."

"Amitabha!" Cleaning up and standing still, Tang Seng was full of smiles, with a satisfied expression on his face.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was dumbfounded.

What a crazy situation! ?It seems that the point of the problem is not this, okay?The key to the problem is the next hitter, OK?

Without the suppression of the spell, Dashengdeng felt less physical discomfort.

But although the discomfort on his side has decreased, the whole monkey body is still lying on the ground.

This gave the surrounding shop assistants a misconception. They all instinctively felt that something was wrong with the Great Sage's body, so they regrouped their troops and gathered around the field.

"Amitabha!" Seeing the crowd gathering again in the store, Tang Monk stepped forward and bowed politely: "Everyone, I am a monk from the Tang Dynasty in the Eastern Land. I have offended you a lot here today, and I hope you will forgive me."

It's quite decent, and I have to say that the monks apologized, and you can't find fault at all.

It's just that in the real society nowadays, if the Great Sage makes such a commotion here, you Tang Seng can just say "I hope you can forgive me", which is obviously impossible.

No, almost at the same time that Tang Seng's voice fell, a fat man ran down from the second floor of the coffee shop "dengdeng".

Good guy, that fat ball is probably nothing to do, and he can be kicked as a ball by throwing the field.

"Who the hell are you!? I just want to make it like this in my shop?" When he came close, the fat man pointed at Tang Seng and yelled.

"Amitabha, the shopkeeper, the ordinary monk named Xuanzang, a person from the Eastern Tang Dynasty."

Tang Seng is worthy of being a Buddhist. You look at his temper cultivation, let you cry and the tsunami, I will stand still. Zhang Xiaoqiang was amazed by it, and couldn't help sighing:

In ancient times, there was Liu Xiahui who was pregnant with a beautiful woman and "sit in her arms without chaos", and today there is a Tang monk who is "poised" in the face of power.

The fat man, who was confused about the situation, was taken aback for a moment, then sneered and said, "Oh, you are Xuanzang, so that is Tang Seng?"

"Exactly!" Tang Seng bowed and nodded.

Immediately afterwards, the fat man's bull's eyes popped suddenly: "I'm going to fuck you, you are Tang Seng, and I'm still fucking Zhu Bajie!!"

The clerk beside him laughed.

Tang Seng acted as if no one was around, and said: "Bajie, the side of the donor may be a little rounder."

(End of this chapter)