Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 229: Cult

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　　 "What **** Ronnie is."

　　Zhao Gangyu curled his lips and said, "It's just that the guy Beluka used to pretend to be a ghost and earn money. If there is an end of the world, no one can save anyone."

　　"What do you say? You can not believe in our Lord Ronnie, but you can't insult him! Shenzhou is a country that emphasizes freedom of religious belief. What does it matter to you that we believe in Lord Ronnie? You What right do you have to point fingers at Ronnie?" the middle-aged man asked dissatisfiedly.

　　 "What I'm talking about is the fact. The essence of Ronnyism is to accumulate money. Why do you ask the gods? How much money do you get for a statue?" Zhao Gangyu asked.

　　"It depends on your sincerity."

　　 The middle-aged man said, "Since you are not a member of our Roni, I want you to apologize to us immediately and get out of here."

　　 "Get out of here!"

　　 The people sitting on the small bench are also yelling loudly.

　　" Folks, this Ronnie religion is a cult at all. Everyone who enters the Ronnie religion needs to pay a lot of money to support the so-called Ronnie God. It’s not easy for you to make money. Don't let people fool you." Zhao Gangjun said.

　　 "Fuck you so hard."

　　A middle-aged woman cursed, "Do you dare to scold me Ronnie, believe it or not that my old lady will die?"

　　 "Grass you? Get away. When the world is over, you won't cry." A young man yelled.

　　Zhao Gangyu frowned, did not speak much, picked up the phone directly, and pressed 110.

　　 Originally, he was not interested in cults, because there are too many cults in China, and there are too many brain-deads. You can control one but not two, and it is often thankless, but this The cult is the Ronnie religion, which is different.

　　Zhao Gangyu is very curious, how did this Ronnie religion develop into the country? What is their purpose?

　　 The 110 police received the police very quickly. After a while, a police car drove out of the yard, and then two police officers got out of the car.

　　 The two police officers asked as soon as they came in, "Who called the police?"

　　 "Me!"

　　Zhao Gangyu said, "I report a cult here."

　　"Cult?"

　　A fat policeman smiled and said, "What cult? Why haven't we heard of it. You people, tell me, what cult?"

　　"Police officer, they are making trouble with us!" The middle-aged man blinked at the fat policeman and said, "You have to call the shots for us."

　　"Really? Making trouble? This is not good."

　　 Fatty police officer hooked Zhao Gangrong and said, "Come here."

　　Zhao Gangyu walked to the fat police officer, and the fat police officer said, "Stretch your hand out."

　　 "What are you doing?" Zhao Gangyu asked.

　　 "Let you stick out, just stick out, so much nonsense?" The fat police officer glared at Zhao Gangrong.

　　Zhao Gangyu didn't feel furious, he stretched out his hand to see what the fat police officer was going to do.

　　 I saw that fat police officer took out a pair of handcuffs from his waist and put them directly on Zhao Gangrong's hand.

　　 "Is it troublesome? Come with us?"

　　 Fatty police officer said.

　　 "This police officer."

　　 At this time, Pan An next to him can’t stand it anymore. He knows the foundation of Zhao Gangjun. If Zhao Gangjun is to make a surge, it would not be as simple as an earthquake for FJ’s police system, so he planned to speak out to persuade him, by the way. Zhao Gangyu's identity, but he didn't expect Zhao Gangyu's warning eyes to float over, and Pan An decisively shut up.

　　 "Stand here first, Xiao Li, let's go smoke a cigarette."

　　 The fat policeman said to his companion after handcuffing Zhao Gangrong.

　　 Another policeman gave a hum, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to the fat policeman, and then the two turned around and walked out of the yard.

　　 "Tell you, this is the site of our Ronnies."

　　 The middle-aged man saw that the two policemen were gone, and walked towards Zhao Gangjun with a grinning smile, and said as he walked, "Dare to insult our Lord Ronnie, today, you don't want to stand and walk out here."

　　 "Are you still in a group?"

　　Zhao Gangyu asked with a smile. He originally wanted to say hello to the public security bureau to check and see if he could follow the vine to find out something. I didn’t expect the two policemen to be a red fruit. Standing on the side of the middle-aged man, this really aroused Zhao Gangjun's anger.

　　Zhao Gangyu is not easy to get angry, including those who scolded him just now, he doesn’t take it seriously, but when he touches some things, he will become like a petrol can, exploding at one point, for example, right now .

　　 The two policemen are so obviously standing on the side of the middle-aged man. From Zhao Gangyu’s point of view, they have completely lost the face of the national police. Although he is not a policeman, he is also the boss of the National Security Bureau. He just couldn't stand it.

　　 So, even though Zhao Gangyu is smiling at this time, anyone who knows him will know that he is simply irritated.

　　 "The brilliance of Ronnie is everywhere."

　　 The middle-aged man said, he picked up a bench where no one was sitting on the ground, and then greeted a few men. Zhao Gangjun, who was handcuffed, and Lin Xin Panan were surrounded in the middle. .

　　 "What are you doing? Do you know who he is!"

　　 Pan An can’t bear it anymore at this time, he absolutely can’t just sit back and watch Zhao Gangyu just go crazy like that, so he warned the middle-aged people and others, but they didn’t expect the middle-aged people to kill him at all, and one of them even kicked him directly. Kicked him.

　　 "Even if it is the king of heaven, I can only be a fart in front of our Lord Ronnie, everyone, please teach him."

　　 The middle-aged man roared and smashed Zhao Gangrong with a bench. The others did the same and attacked Zhao Gangrong together.

　　 Zhao Gangyu's smiling face suddenly became gloomy at the moment these people started their hands. Then, Zhao Gangyu's hand slightly hardened.

With a click, the handcuffs were abruptly torn off by Zhao Gangyu.

　　 a simple sweep of the army.

　　The few people who charged up were all kicked out.

　　 Zhao Gangjun rarely takes action against these unarmed and powerless ordinary people, but this time, he is very decisive.

　　You are stupid, but it doesn’t mean you can make mistakes.

　　The brain damage is not your fault, but to show your brain damage in front of me is your fault.

　　The middle-aged man was kicked in the chest by Zhao Gangju and fell to the ground and grunted. The villagers who were watching a good show next to them all stood up when they saw that they were knocked down, and then rushed towards Zhao Gangjun without hesitation.

　　 These people, men, women, old and young, all have a frenetic look on their faces, as if they are going to dedicate their lives to Ronnie.

　　Zhao Gangyu also didn't feel soft, and directly knocked these people to the ground.

　　 At this time, the two policemen who went out smoking cigarettes also heard the sound, and they ran in with their cigarettes in their mouths.

　　 Seeing the people lying on the ground and Zhao Gangjun, who was calm and relaxed, the two police officers decisively took out their guns.

　　"Put down your weapon and raise your hand."

　　 the fat policeman shouted.

　　 Zhao Gangyu stretched out his hands helplessly.

　　The broken handcuff chain dangled, very conspicuous.

　　 "Raise your hand, don't move!"

　　 The policeman next to the Fatty Policeman shouted.

　　 "Is that how you receive the police?" Zhao Gangyu asked softly.

　　 "The paralyzed person, how did we receive the police? What is your business, raise your hand to me immediately, or I will kill you." The fat policeman shouted.

　　 "I am Pan An."

　　 At this time, Pan An felt that he would never stand up again, and that Zhao Gangjun was not sure that he would kill the two policemen, so he stood up decisively.

　　 "Pan An? I care who you are, you are paralyzed, and you also raise your hand for Lao Tzu!" The fat policeman pointed his gun at Pan An.

　　 "My dad is Pan Rulong." Although Pan An had a good temper, his face sank when he was scolded in person.

　　 "Pan Rulong, what Pan Rulong? I don't know him, don't you raise your hand... Oh, Xiao Li, why are you pulling me?" The fat policeman was talking, but Xiao Li on the side pulled him. Hand, this makes him a little dissatisfied.

　　"Pan, Pan, Secretary Pan."

　　 Xiao Li's face turned pale and said, "Yes, it's Secretary Pan."

　　"Secretary Pan? Which Secretary Pan?" The fat policeman still couldn't respond, but Xiao Li pulled his hand down and said anxiously, "It's the secretary of the municipal party committee. Pan Rulong!!"

　　"City, Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee?!!!"

　　 The fat policeman was decisively frightened by such a big officer. He turned his head and looked at Xiao Li, then looked at Pan An, swallowed his saliva, and said, "You, you said you are Secretary Pan's?"

　　 "He is my dad."

　　 Pan An said.

　　 "You, how do you prove?"

　　 The fat policeman stammered a bit, "You said you are Secretary Pan’s son, right?"

　　"May I call your chief?" Pan An seemed a bit dissatisfied that the fat policeman didn't believe him, so he picked up the phone and called out.

　　The fat policeman didn't stop Pan An at this time~IndoMTL.com~ He looked at Pan An tightly, sweat was left behind.

　　"Director Wang, hello, I’m Xiaopan, yes, it’s me, I’m in XX village now. I ran into two policemen here, they didn’t believe that I was friends with you, so they called you A call, um, ok, I'll give him the phone." Pan An said, walked to the fat policeman, and handed the phone over.

　　 The fat policeman looked at the name displayed on the phone, swallowed, and tremblingly put the phone to his ear.

　　"Hello."

　　 "I am Wang Sledgehammer."

　　 There was a majestic, somewhat familiar voice over the phone.

　　 "Wang, Director Wang."

　　 The fat policeman shook his hand, and didn't throw away the phone.

　　 "Please explain to me why Pan Gongzi wants to call me to prove our relationship." Wang Dahui said.

　　"This, this."

　　 The fat policeman's lips turned white, and his throat felt bitter.

　　 At this moment, Zhao Gangjun, who was standing not far away, didn't know when he walked in front of him, and then took the phone from his hand.

　　 "Wang Dahammer? This is Zhao Gangrong. You will bring someone to XX Village immediately." After Zhao Gangrong finished speaking, he hung up without saying anything else.

　　 Seeing Zhao Gangyu’s performance, the fat policeman 　 his legs softened, so he didn’t fall.

　　 He looked at Zhao Gangjun in horror, I'm oh my god, is this uncle more powerful than Secretary Pan's son? How dare you order Chief Wang? !