Condescending and Condescending

Why did they forget the dialect?

Mr. Wang trembled: "Quick, go find Mr. Zheng!"

Although Feng's father was confused by their appearance, he was still affected by their eagerness, so he subconsciously turned on his optical brain and called Fang Yanqin, but he didn't get through.

Seeing this, Mr. Wang asked anxiously: "Ask Hanmo again, Hanmo must know where Mr. Zheng is now."

As a result, Feng Hanmo didn't get through to the phone either.

In the end, it took a lot of effort for Father Feng to find out Fang Yanqin's current location from the housekeeper.

"Is he in the Taoist Temple in the sixteenth district now?"

So before Father Feng hung up the phone, Mr. Wang and the others had already stepped out: "Let's go, let's go to District [-] now!"

It was already afternoon when we got there.

Then Mr. Wang and the others were directly blocked from the door.

For some unknown reason, the entrance of the Taoist Temple was suddenly crowded with people, and looking inside the Taoist Temple, it was full of heads, like a sea of ​​people.

It took a lot of effort for Mr. Wang and others to finally squeeze in, and then they saw Fang Yanqin and Feng Hanmo standing in front of the Daojun Hall, distributing gifts to pilgrims.

"Mr. Cheng—"

The eye sockets of Mr. Wang and the others instantly turned red again.

Fang Yanqin interrupted them directly: "You guys came just in time, I'm very busy here right now, you come to help us."

The words of Mr. Wang and the others stuck in their mouths.

But seeing that Fang Yanqin was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground, and they didn't seem to want to explain to them, they could only suppress the eagerness in their hearts first, and then helped launch something together.

As for the Feng family, although they don't understand why Mr. Wang and the others respect Fang Yanqin so much, and they obviously put all their hope of turning defeat into victory on Fang Yanqin, but they don't seem to explain it, so they can only close it. Mouth.

Only then did they see clearly what the dialect sent out, a bag of half a catty of rice, three sachets of different colors with the logo of Daojun Temple printed on it, and a statue of Daojun—only one tablet was printed The kind of photo.

The key is not on those sachets, nor on the Daoist statue, but on the half-jin bag of rice, because judging from the smell, it is clearly a bag of yellow-grade low-grade mutated rice. A small bag of rice costs no less than [-] star coins.

And it's apparently all given away for free.

No wonder there are so many people queuing up.

The temple owner on the side also explained in good time: "Isn't the Dragon Boat Festival approaching? Mr. Zheng said that the Taoist temple can be built so quickly, thanks to all the good people, so in order to repay you, he specially prepared some Fumi and small gifts to distribute to everyone." Believers."

Mr. Wang and others: "..."

Is there any necessary connection before and after this?

And they didn't take this matter to heart at all, after all, they didn't think these things could help them.

But they never expected that soon, they would be recognized, and then more and more ordinary people rushed over.

There are gray-haired old people among them, and teenagers who are seventeen or eighteen years old, but without exception, their eyes are all red, and some even couldn't help but shed tears on the spot.

They obviously have a thousand words to say, but when the words come to their lips, they can't say anything.

Because although they don't know why Mr. Wang and the others appear here, they know that those evolutionists will not let them go.

When they are finished, so are the hopes of ordinary people.

Mr. Wang didn't know what to say, after all, Fang Yanqin ignored them all the time.

So they can only comfort these ordinary people, and comfort themselves: "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

But they soon become numb.

Because more and more people are rushing over, but human tears are limited...

The most important thing is that although those gifts are not heavy, there are too many people who can't bear it, and dialect Qin is helping to distribute them - some ordinary people think it's a bit expensive, and if they don't want it, they still have to force it into their hands , so they can't be lazy.

So much so that in the end, their faces looked worse than those ordinary people who looked desperate.

On the other hand, after they left the parliament building, the news that they went directly to the Daojun Temple in the sixteenth district also reached the ears of those evolutionists who were preparing for the celebration banquet.

"What? They all went to that Taoist temple?"

The speaker was really taken aback for a moment.

Patriarch Song remembered the things that ordinary families had spent tens of billions of dollars to build those temples.

Then he smiled: "Don't they think that there are really gods in this world, and then those gods will bless them, descend from the sky, and help them defeat us?"

Hearing this, everyone present also burst out laughing, including even Song Xiuxian and Zheng Jing.

Who would have thought that they would take revenge so easily in the end.

Thinking of this, Song Xiuxian and Zheng Jing, who were still hostile to each other a few months ago, even raised their wine glasses and toasted each other.

Speaker: "It seems that those ordinary people are really at their wit's end, otherwise they wouldn't even be able to do such absurd things."

After all, if there were gods in this world, people like them would have died long ago.

So they didn't take this matter to heart at all.

Even if they are like this, let alone the star network, those evolutionists have long ridiculed it.

But Mr. Wang couldn't take care of these anymore, because they were exhausted after helping to distribute the gifts for three days.

——Except for Feng Hanmo.

After all, whenever he felt sleepy, he was coaxed by the dialect to turn back into a cat, and fell asleep in his arms.

The kind that shakes legs after sleeping soundly.

It was as if Fengfu and the others on the side did not exist.

Especially after hearing that not only this Daojun temple is giving free gifts to pilgrims, but all the Daojun temples except the 23th and [-]rd districts are giving free gifts to pilgrims, Mr. Wang and others couldn't help but think, Fang Yanqin must have emptied the Feng family's granary and pharmaceutical factory.

After all, in the past three days, there were no less than 30 million gifts from them alone.

And in many cases, dialect Qin will take the initiative to send more sachets to pilgrims, especially ordinary people who have come all the way.

But this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that it is already the third day, and those evolutionists only gave them three days to think about it.

So Mr. Wang and the others finally couldn't bear it anymore: "Mr. Zheng—"

Fang Yanqin put down the things in his hands: "It's time too."

Hearing this, the eyes of Mr. Wang and the others lit up.

So Mr. Zheng really has a way to help them.

They held their breath suddenly, and couldn't even help thinking about how Fang Yanqin would help them.

It is to directly expose your identity, suppress those evolutionaries by force...even directly get rid of those hateful evolutionaries...

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Fang Yanqin said: "You should have learned the lesson. In this world, no one is completely reliable. It is better to rely on yourself than to rely on anyone."

what?

The hearts of Mr. Wang and the others jumped.

I thought Fang Yanqin didn't plan to take care of them anymore, then they were really doomed.

"So I can't help you much."

With that said, Fang Yanqin directly took a set of sachets and put them into Mr. Wang's hands.

"This is--"

Mr. Wang subconsciously looked at the sachet in his hand.

He remembered that the temple master had introduced them, saying that these sachets contained fragrant pills for calming the mind and calming the mind.

So what's the use?

As a result, in the next second, he heard Fang Yanqin say: "Actually, it contains an evolution potion that can help you evolve..."

boom!

Mr. Wang and the others were immediately stunned by Fang Yanqin's words. They suddenly raised their heads and looked at him in disbelief.

Until Fang Yanqin nodded, he said lightly, "You heard me right, it's the evolution potion."

Mr. Wang staggered and almost fell.

It took him a while to realize, and with trembling hands, he said with tears in his eyes: "You, this is already a monstrous kindness!"