Under One Person: I am a lay Buddhist with a salary of 9 to 5

"Sun thief! You're really good at playing!"

Seeing Wang Ye looking at him viciously, Zhang Chulan looked at the sky with a slightly awkward expression and whistled.

"Master Wang, Aba Aba..."

"Playing dumb?" Wang Ye saw Zhang Chulan's beautiful lotus begin to sway in the wind, and he wiped the dust off his face:

"Before, I thought that big sister was a brainless female fan of Zhuge Qing... Later, after meeting you people who know everything, I realized... you kid are playing tricks."

"Find someone to bury me... you can think of it."

As soon as Wang Ye finished speaking, the referee of the Tianshi Mansion looked at him and asked:

"What was the situation just now, Wang Ye? If you are willing... you can postpone the game. If there is a hidden story... Tianshi Mansion can help you get justice."

"Ah? Ah, it's okay, just compete normally." Wang Ye did not expose Zhang Chulan's tricky operation. He said something to the referee, and then looked at Zhang Chulan.

"Come on, Bilian, I'll give you a chance."

Wang Ye waved at Zhang Chulan.

"Master Wang..." Zhang Chulan hesitated for a second and didn't attack directly. It was because of his hesitation that Wang Ye seemed to have found a breakthrough.

Wang Ye slid over and knocked Zhang Chulan down. Then the big foot of No. 41 kicked Zhang Chulan's not-so-handsome face hard, saying:

"Ah, you are useless even if I give you a chance, so don't blame me, Bilian... I don't want to do it either, my body is out of control."

"Master Wang... Yamiedie, don't hit me in the face..."

"What? Just hit me in the face? Then I won't be polite, oh my god..."

The breeze blew, Bilian swayed, and the scene of Master Wang Ye sowing diligently made the audience feel refreshed.

After Wang Ye vented his anger, he looked at the referee and asked for two servings of food, then called Zhang Chulan to sit on the ground and started to talk about some business.

"What's this Taoist priest Wang up to?" Xu Si in the stands was a little confused about Wang Ye's intentions.

"I don't know..." Xu San pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and shook his head. As soon as he answered Xu Si, he saw Feng Baobao beside him, who seemed to be thinking about something.

"Baby... what are you thinking about?"

"Me?" After being called, Feng Baobao slowly said: "I'm thinking that the future work process needs to be improved... After knocking him unconscious, I'll find a way to seal the Qi and then bury him..."

Listening to Feng Baobao's summary of burying people, Zhou Fengliu beside him sighed.

The reputation of Nadutong employees is gradually becoming unruly...

"It's Xiao Zhou's fault..." Feng Baobao remembered that Zhou Fengliu let Wang Ye run away last night.

"?" Zhou Fengliu raised his eyebrows and was a little confused: "Why blame me?"

"If you stop him, we can definitely bury him together." Feng Baobao said.

Listening to Feng Baobao's words, Xu Si became curious: "Did Xiao Zhou go with Baobao last night?"

"No... I was chasing that Wang Ye, and I happened to pass by the grove and saw Xiao Zhou and that girl from Tianxiahui..." Feng Baobao described.

"?"

"The girl from Tianxiahui?" Xu Si knew Feng Baobao was talking about Feng Shayan, and saw him looking at Zhou Fengliu:

"A single man and a single woman... It was a dark and windy night, and it was a fucking grove?"

These keywords together, Xu Si, the old driver, had to associate something: "Xiao Zhou, didn't you accidentally fire the gun? If you really did, you can also leave your name in Tianshi Mansion like Zhang Chulan!"

"He is the picture of flying birds under the moon, and you are the picture of Guan and Bao under the moon, the main point is excitement!"

"What the hell?" Zhou Fengliu was a little confused after hearing what Xu Si said.

What Guan?

What Bao?

How come this normal thing becomes unserious after being described by Xu Si?

...

Just as the few people were talking, Wang Ye on the competition field had eaten and drunk his fill, and Zhang Chulan, who had been kicked hard, looked serious, and then he spun the steamed bun in front of him.

Wang Ye's face showed no emotion when he saw this.

He had just said a lot of things to Zhang Chulan, and the general meaning was to give Zhang Chulan a choice to give up, to give up the pursuit of the truth.

Unfortunately...

Zhang Chulan did not give up.

"I admit defeat, go back to sleep." After learning about Zhang Chulan's choice, Wang Ye shouted to the referee, and then slowly left the field. His departure made the audience in the stands a little difficult to understand.

Looking at Wang Ye's back as he left, Zhang Chulan felt a little complicated at the moment:

"Master Wang Ye, I'm sorry, I failed your kindness..."

Hearing Zhang Chulan's voice behind him, Wang did not look back.

"Not really. I'm here to give you the choice, not to choose for you...You are the one walking the path...You are the only one who can experience the end of the journey."

"..."

"Zhang Chulan vs. Wang Ye, Zhang Chulan wins!"

"Next game! Zhou Fengliu vs. Wang Bing!"

A moment later.

After Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye left the field, the referee of the Tianshi Mansion read out the two teams for the next match.

Hearing the name of the God of War, the people in the stands also got rid of the confusion of the previous match between Zhang Chulan and Wang Ye and became eager.

"Is there anyone who wants to open a betting position? Let's bet on how many times the God of War will fight to resolve the battle today?"

"No way? You can bet on this?"

"Say no to gambling and drugs! Start with you and me!"

"Ah? Isn't it pornography, gambling and drugs?"

"Yes, I have nothing in common with gambling and drugs!"

"Stop talking! I came here today to see something exciting! Beat up the god of war!"

The audience in the stands became more and more excited, surpassing Zhang Lingyu, Zhuge Qing and other popular champions, reaching a peak of popularity.

Unlike Zhuge Qing's female fans, people who love to watch Zhou Fengliu's games don't care about the superb skills or the gorgeous special effects. They just like Zhou Fengliu's simple and straightforward way of killing opponents in seconds.

Just like the exciting articles in novels, no matter how flowery and gorgeous your descriptions are, they are not as strong as the visual impact of killing opponents in seconds in the simplest way.

As for the brain? Logic?

The brain has been temporarily stored, and the word "exciting" is enough!

This kind of excitement may not have much depth and people will forget it after seeing it, but this straightforward and brainless excitement is the most direct and requires the least thinking.

...

"Hey, old master, you're here to watch the competition too?"

On the stands, Lu Jin, who came to watch Zhou Fengliu get beaten, spotted the old master and his junior fellow Tian Jinzhong.

"Ah, old Lu..." The old master wasn't too surprised to see Lu Jin coming. He looked at the competition below. To be honest...he came to watch this match purely for Zhou Fengliu.