Chapter 1127
After successfully handling these old people, Long Lao came forward to start new construction near the Long Group, purchase the most advanced equipment, and even hand over the money Fang Junlian snatched from Yinerjiao to Long Lao deal with them together.

Even Long Lao was shocked when he saw such a large amount of cash!

It's not that he has never seen money, he has seen more money than this amount, but they are all numbers, and this is the real cash in front of him, and most of them are Meizhou coins.

Although the origin of the money was unknown, it was very simple for Longzu to launder it. No one dared to say that there was a problem with the origin of the money just by taking it to the bank to exchange it.

As for the gold, it was temporarily kept in Fang Jun's Qiankun ring. For now, the cash in front of him is enough to spend.

After bidding farewell to Elder Long, Fang Jun drove to Haishi with Xiaoyu and others...

Haishi is the most prosperous city in the entire economy. It is close to the East China Sea, and it is also the mouth of the largest river. With convenient sea transportation, it is the economic center of the entire eastern coast.

This is Fang Jun's first visit to this place, but Meng Qingying is no stranger to it, because the headquarters of the Tang family is here!

Entering Haishi, there is a place here that Fang Jun is very interested in, and that is Jing'an Temple!
Jing'an Temple is a major feature of Haishi, and even the area around Jing'an Temple has been planned as Jing'an District.

In this city, opportunities and gold are everywhere, as long as you have those eyes!
For the first time here, Fang Jun originally wanted to call Tang Xiaoxiao, after all, they were not familiar with this place, but Meng Qingying volunteered, saying that she knew where the address of the Tang family was, and wanted to surprise Tang Xiaoxiao, but in the end...

The car drove around the city a few times, from Xuhui to Nanhui, but couldn't find where the Tang family was...

Instead, I lost my way...

In the end, Fang Jun, who was so depressed, had no choice but to follow the navigation, first came to Jing'an Temple in Jing'an District, and prepared to collect the power of faith here.

Looking for a parking garage nearby, Fang Jun took the girls into the temple.

This is indeed the most prosperous place in Haishi City, and there is a long line of people who come to worship Buddha...

Fang Jun and the others were about to line up, when a guy who looked like a monk in uniform came to Fang Jun and asked, "Benefactor, are you here to offer incense?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Fang Jun was taken aback when he heard the words, and then asked.

"Please tell the benefactor to the poor monk in the backyard!" said the monk.

Fang Jun heard the words and said with great interest: "Okay!"

He wanted to see what kind of tricks this guy was playing. This monk was not an ordinary person, but possessed unique skills. Only one step away from a great master!
Such a person actually appeared in this temple, and he chose to talk to him, but he didn't know what it meant.

However, Fang Junyi was a bold man, and he didn't have the slightest fear of it. Instead, he led Xiaoyu and a few others and followed the monk towards the inside.

Jing'an Temple covers a large area, and there is a special living area for monks inside, and pilgrims are not allowed to enter, but Fang Jun and others walked in directly under the leadership of the monk.

"Arrangement!"

Just when Fang Jun walked to the center of the courtyard, as the monk yelled, suddenly, more than a dozen monks held long sticks and surrounded Fang Jun and the others...

"The Eighteen Bronze Men of Shaolin Temple burst out? How can you do it? What do you want to do?"

Seeing this situation, Fang Jun didn't react at all, but Bai Xiaowu frowned. After all, she came from a major, and compared to Fang Jun and others, she still had a wider range of knowledge.

However, what do these guys mean by setting up formations to surround themselves and others?
"Is this the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation of Shaolin Temple? Hehe, it is said that it looks very powerful, but the skill of the people who set up the formation is a little weaker, and most of them are only in the first-class state. Rumor has it that the real Eighteen Bronze Man Formation of Shaolin Temple is Arranged by eighteen innate masters, even innate purple qi realm masters can be trapped, your formation, at best, can probably deal with an ordinary innate master..." Fang Jun laughed.

"Hmph, anyone can say big words, try it, and you will know the power of the Eighteen Bronze Man Formation!" The leader's voice became tense when he heard Fang Jun's words...

"You put on such a posture, you must be waiting for someone? I advise you, you should withdraw, I am not the person you are looking for." Fang Jun said softly.

"Aren't you? Aren't you Ouyang Chixue from Tianmomen?" The man was taken aback when he heard this, and then frowned.

"Who is Ouyang Chixue? I haven't heard of it, but I know about Tianmomen." Fang Jun said softly.

"Jiejiejiejiejie, you know about Tianmomen, but you don't know about me, Ouyang Chixue, what a joke!"

At this moment, a gloomy voice appeared, and seven or eight figures suddenly appeared in front of Fang Jun and the others.

The first person looked to be in his 30s, with a tall figure and a handsome face. He looked somewhat similar to Fang Jun. Thick flesh, or open half of the chest, with strange tattoos on it...

In short, they are a group of guys who don't look like good people...

"Oh? What's the matter, are you Ouyang Chixue?" Fang Jun smiled lightly.

For this group of newcomers, Fang Jun didn't pay much attention to them. Although they were all innate masters, and behind that Ouyang Chixue, there were two innate Qi-transformation realms, but Fang Jun didn't care. Don't care, if there is a conflict, you don't have to do it yourself, Xiaoyu can kill them all by himself...

"Of course, I'm Ouyang Chixue. Where's the old monk Fankong? Why didn't you just come and see me in person?"

Ouyang Chixue seemed to see that Fang Jun and the others were not easy to mess with, so he didn't intend to find fault with Fang Jun and the others, but turned to look at the monk...

"Master passed away, Ouyang benefactor, but he came late!" the monk said neither humble nor overbearing.

Passed away?
How can it be?

That guy is an innate master, how could he die so easily?

(End of this chapter)

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