The Monk That Wanted To Renounce Asceticism

"Okay, Jun Matsushita, what about the clothes? Let's change over there, hurry up and take pictures, and leave. This operation is a secret operation and cannot be discovered! Otherwise, it is still a little troublesome."

"What are you afraid of? You can be closed for a few days at most. What else can you do?"

"It's really exposed, it will affect family life. We are revolutionary, so be careful."

"The clothes are with me. Rest assured. I have stepped on it for a long time. At this time, there are few people, enough for us to take two photos. If this operation is successful, it will be the biggest encouragement for everyone!"

"These **** Huaxia people like to fool news. According to my professional analysis, these photos are post-production, and Wanniankeng is also an older body. It was left by Huaxia who slaughtered his own people. Yes, but it all depends on country R. It is really shameful! We will use our actions to fight them to the end and correct the name of country R! "

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

"Hi!"

...

What Fang Zheng heard was not very clear, because he was standing there feeling the sorrow across time and space and couldn't extricate himself, but the whisper of hi brought him back to reality, and the sound was so familiar! Isn't this the sound in the non-phase door? Dude, there is no effort in finding nowhere to break the iron shoes, these people hit themselves!

And carefully recalling the content of these people's conversations, there was an unknown fire in Founder's stomach! I have seen beasts, never seen such beasts!

But as soon as Founder had a clever idea, he had to see what these guys were doing! So Founder immediately cast a dream to hide himself.

At about the same time, four people ran out of the corner.

One of them was slightly fat, not tall, with a flat head, looking crease in appearance.

The other person was thinner and shorter than the one on the side. It still looked a little spirited, who was previously called Panasonic Jun.

The back two are slightly taller, one with glasses and one with a baseball cap. The person wearing the glasses is called Sakada Jun. The four people walking on the road are no different from ordinary people in terms of how they look, but with one mouth, a taste that belongs to beasts comes out.

Panasonic carried a large backpack and looked at no one on the left or right. He immediately put the backpack on the ground, with a little excitement and excitement, "Hurry up and change, and leave after the shoot."

He said with a smile: "If the battle is successful this time, go back and play in the circle for a year. This is the biggest lie of Huaxia! After going to the R country, the princes will have to give us a thumbs up! Yamamoto Jun, please take a look. Someone is here and say a word. "

The man with Sakata, wearing a baseball cap, yelled, "Hurry up, I'll change my clothes to shoot. Such a brilliant battle can't be without me."

"Come on, let's go." Wen Crepe's middle-aged man waved his hand, changing clothes, looking at the brochure with 300,000 victims, and sneering: "The people are a group of people who are unwilling and aggressive. Waste, only 300,000 deaths, fewer deaths. "

"Haha, Junjo Tojo, you didn't live in that era, otherwise you must be the one in Taijun's eyes!" Panasonic gave a thumbs up to Tojo.

"That is of course. If I lived in that era and saw the real hero Hideki Tojo, I would have performed well, maybe it would be included in the annals of history." Tojo hehe said.

"Okay, I'm done. I'll take two of them quickly! I'm going to take a picture of spitting at these fake bones." Sakata changed his white R uniform, white hat, shorts, shirt. This body is best to change, so the fastest.

However, Founder found that although this guy's clothes were simple, he wore them up as if wearing a very sacred battle suit, carefully, and finally smoothed out a trace of wrinkles on his body. Obviously, the clothes had a very high status in his mind.

But Founder heard his words, his face was black! An anger burned in his heart, licking his lips, and for the first time a fierce light appeared in his eyes.

The three of them changing clothes suddenly felt all cold, and took a nap.

Panasonic said a little scared: "Suddenly cold, will there be no ghosts?"

Tojo sneered: "What about ghosts? Don't forget, we were wearing Taijun's clothes, a group of dead ghosts were killed, and they were killed when they were alive. Are they still dare to make trouble? Really, let them all Don't be born! "

Matsushita and Sakata nodded. "Yes, don't be afraid of them."

Sakata saw that Matsushita and Tojo changed too slowly, and urged several times. They did not help him take pictures. In anxiety, he held his mobile phone and looked at the angle to make a spitting gesture towards the mass grave. The thick sputum reached the mouth and was about to spit out ...

Just a crackling sound!

For a long time, I just felt like I was patted by the soles of my mouth. I didn't spit out a thick sputum, all covered my face!

"Who?" Bantian exclaimed, and he couldn't care how disgusting the thick sputum on his face was, and he opened his mouth and asked.

As a result, he looked around. Except for Panasonic and Tojo, who were shocked, and Yamamoto who had been passively attracted, there was no one at all!

For a while, Sakata felt cold, the wind was blowing, and his bones were shaking.

"Sakada, what are you doing?" Tojo frowned.

Sakada said in a crying voice: "Someone just hit me. Did you see it?"

"See a fart! It's such a big place here, is there anyone you can't see yet?" Tojo looked at the counsel of the other side, very dissatisfied.

Matsushita was grateful to say: "Sanda, are you too excited, nervous, hallucinating?"

After being so questioned by the two, Sakata also felt that he was hallucinating, but the thick sputum on his face was not fake? But looking at the faces of the two people on the opposite side, he quickly found something and wiped his face. I looked at the mass grave with apprehension and swallowed, after all, I didn't dare to take pictures again. Instead, he found a photo, pointed it with his fingers, and looked despised, and was ready to take a selfie again.

Snapped!

There was another crisp sound. This time the sound was even louder. No need to scream at Sada, others were directly attracted to see it.

I saw Sakada covering her face and squatting there, and Sakada didn't respond.

Tojo frowned. "Sanda, what the **** are you doing?"

Sakata raised his hand and cried in a crying voice: "Someone hit me."

"Fuck! There is no one here except us, who will hit you?" Tojo didn't believe it, adding: "This time is not a time for pranks!"

Sakata slowly raised his head and moved his hands. "I've been beaten like this, do you think it's a prank?"