After staying in the Buddhist hall in the backyard for more than ten minutes, when Wu Ming rushed to the front hall of the temple with the Buddhist monk, it was already a step too late. The scene was chaotic, the sound of shouting and cursing pierced the sky, and the situation was completely out of control.

When Wu Ming and others broke into the siege, they saw that all the crew members were tied up, with bruises and swollen noses and faces, and were being held on their knees on the ground, just like death row prisoners waiting to be executed, with everyone's faces covered with blood.

With a helpless expression.

Seeing Wu Ming and others, director Niu Zhenwei seemed to see a savior and cried heartbreakingly: "Save us quickly."

"Angkor! Save us!"

Such sad eyes! Each of them looked like they had been raped eighteen times. Wu Ming sighed slightly. If he had listened to me and escaped earlier, everyone would have been watching the monster show in Bangkok. If I had known this,

Why bother in the first place!

The only ones in the crew who had not yet been captured were Bi Lezhen and her two bodyguards. They were still resisting stubbornly. However, it was difficult for two fists to defeat four people, and even a good man could not stand against a large number of people. The two thugs were soon beaten to pieces.

Lying on the ground dying.

As soon as the two bodyguards fell down, Bi Leizhen was immediately caught and tied up, and her mouth was blocked with smelly socks. Whose binding skills are so professional? She was able to tie her up so well that her curves were exposed. Look at it.

He had practiced a lot since he came here, so Wu Ming couldn't help but take a second look.

Five to six hundred young and strong believers picked up some thirty stinky sweet potatoes and rotten bird eggs, just like chopping vegetables, with three punches and two kicks. Then, hundreds of pairs of green eyes turned to Wu Ming and others.

The look in her eyes is like seeing a little daughter-in-law without any clothes on.

Wu Ming subconsciously moved closer to the 'death-free gold medal', and then said loudly in Thai: "Who is in charge, can you come out and talk?"

Surrounded by several people, a middle-aged man with a mustache came out and saluted the Buddhist monk. Then he looked at Wu Ming and said coldly: "I am Moyudi Khmer.

The leader of the tribe, Chatowang."

One thing to pay attention to when speaking Thai is to pay attention to the intonation. Using the wrong high or low tone may cause the words to fail to convey the meaning. What was originally intended to praise his father may turn into scolding his mother. Wu Ming carefully arranged his words and said slowly: "

I want to ask what you plan to do with them."

Wu Ming emphasized the word "them", and directly disowned the relationship with the crew, and talked about this matter as an outsider. He would die as a fellow Taoist but not as a bald donkey, and Ami is such a tofu!

Chatowang said with a gloomy face: "They dare to beat monks in our holy land and despise our Sakyamuni Buddha. I will tie them to the pagoda to repent."

"How long will it take to repent?"

"At least four days!"

"No food or drink?"

"snort!"

Four days without eating or drinking? Wouldn’t that make you a dried grasshopper? Money can help you. It seems that the only way to seek peace is to pay compensation by cutting off your brother. Wu Ming said straightforwardly: "They are willing to pay, a lot of money!"

"Compensate?" Chatowang said contemptuously: "Unless they are willing to help us cast a ten-meter golden Buddha for Lingfo Temple, we can consider forgiving them."

Wu Ming subconsciously thought of the Golden Buddha made of pure gold. He was so frightened that the chrysanthemums withered. He thought to himself: Then you might as well ask for their fate. He smiled and said: "Then let me ask you..."

Then, he looked at Niu Zhenwei, who was holding a hoe on his neck, and said loudly: "Director Niu! I want you to pay for a ten-meter-high golden Buddha. If you don't pay, I will kill you!"

Niu Zhenwei showed his fleshy side and said very bachelorly: "Then just kill me!"

As expected, he was a standard miser. Wu Ming did not feel any surprise. In order to save money, he had already offended others and dared to take risks to stay in the filming. It can be imagined how stingy Niu Zhenwei was. Wu Ming sighed and looked at Li Buddha who had been silent.

The great monk's life or death depends entirely on his words.

The great monk who paid homage to the Buddha finally opened the mouth of Chrysostom, and he calmly shouted: "How wonderful..."

Cha Duowang said respectfully: "Master, do you have anything to warn Duowang?"

"If they are willing to accept the rod, let them go!"

"yes!"

"Okay! It's enough for each person to be struck with the stick three times." The Buddhist monk announced, and then gave a few instructions to the monk next to him. Soon, the monk went back and got the long stick.

Looking at a group of compatriots with thin skin and tender flesh, Wu Ming shook his head helplessly. With their small bodies, their skin would be torn apart if they were hit with a stick. He took the initiative to stand up and said with a wry smile: "How many sticks do you want? I'll help them resist."

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Cha Dowang sneered: "Very good!"

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Wu Ming wanted to help the crew resist the stick, but some people were unwilling to accept his help. The male lead of the crew stood up very powerfully and unyieldingly. After seeing the translator invited by the crew was beaten with a stick, he burst into tears.

, he shrank back like lightning.

The Thai translator hired by the crew was really unlucky. He was accused of being a traitor by his compatriots for no reason, and he also had to be beaten with a stick. No one could resist for him. After three spankings, his butt almost blossomed.

How could Wu Ming resist hundreds of sticks after being spanked with just a few sticks? All the bloody men in the crew stood up and expressed that they wanted to be punished. Even Ruan Fan, who was naked, stood up.

"Stop showing off, you will drag us down again when you get hurt..." Zhuge Dachang shouted: "It's just me and Sangui, stop talking nonsense."

Wu Ming only had one request: not to be spanked. Then, he and Zhuge Dachang took a deep breath and tensed their muscles.

When the execution began, two big men held long sticks and swiped at their backs with a sound of "poof...", and they gritted their teeth and remained silent.

One stick, two sticks... Ten sticks, twenty sticks... Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang always stood firm. The crew quietly turned their heads away and couldn't bear to watch anymore. Only Bi Leizhen snickered with gloating, and this touch

The smile just caught Wu Ming's eyes.

When the stick was hit forty times, the stick was broken. Wu Ming glanced at Zhuge Dachang and said with a smile: "Brother Zhu! Does the Thai massage feel good?"

"It's not bad! It's just that the strength is a little stronger..." Zhuge Dachang grinned, then showed a depressed expression, and continued: "You can't fight back after being hit, so damn angry."

After being beaten with dozens of sticks, if it were an ordinary person, he would have lost half his life. Seeing that the two of them could still talk and laugh, hundreds of pairs of eyes showed fear. One man who climbed to the eaves of the main hall to 'watch the ceremony' lost his mind.

I stepped on the glazed tile...

There was really no place to stand when he stepped through the eaves, and it took no effort to fall off the building. Fortunately, the house was not too high, so he didn't lose his life because of his panic.

Seeing that the stick was broken, the Buddhist monk said loudly: "Okay, the stick is broken now, which means that Sakyamuni Buddha has forgiven them and there is no need to beat them again."

Cha Dowang nodded and shouted: "Let them all go!"

Wu Ming and Zhuge Dachang both breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this. Damn it, they finally resisted. They are not iron-clad. If they say it doesn't hurt, they are lying. Wu Ming felt that his back was so painful that it was numb. He moved a little.

Arms, walked to Bi Leizhen.

"You seem very happy?"

"Hmph!" Bi Lezhen, who was gagged and bound, showed a proud expression.

Wu Ming strode forward to help her up, suddenly put his knee on her abdomen, pressed her on his lap, and slapped her hard on her round and plump buttocks, causing ripples in her buttocks...

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As expected, he was very flexible. Wu Ming curled up the corner of his mouth and then snorted: "Who do you think I was beaten for? You still dare to gloat about your misfortune. I have tolerated you for a long time. Let's see if I don't beat you to death today."

"Papa papa..." Bi Leizhen's buttocks were hit by Wu Ming. She struggled hard. Because her mouth was blocked, she could only make a sound of "Uh huh...". Needless to say, she knew it.

, she must be greeting Wu Ming's ancestors.

Women's butts are fleshy, but most men don't dare to rub them. Women's butts are thick, but most men don't dare to beat them. Wu Ming has never been a kind person. If he causes trouble and gets into big trouble and still dares to snicker, he'll be the one to beat you!

Hundreds of people watched Wu Ming spank Bi Leizhen, and everyone was dumbfounded. Is this considered internal strife? Listening to the clear crackling sound, the spanking was really hard.

Wu Ming beat her harder and harder. Gradually, Bi Leizhen became silent after being beaten. She obediently stuck her buttocks out for Wu Ming to spank. There was a strange flush on her face and her eyes became a little blurry.

Something seemed wrong. Wu Ming looked at Bi Leizhen, who was breathing heavily, and began to sweat on his forehead. Could it be that this woman was in pain and happy? He threw Bi Leizhen to the ground with a bang, and he stood coldly.

Walk away quickly.

Lying on the ground, looking at Wu Ming's retreating back, Bi Leizhen's eyes revealed a sinister look.

Nearly two hours after calling the police, the good show was over. The police came belatedly and asked about the situation in a routine manner. Finally, they vowed that they would investigate thoroughly. Everyone seemed to understand that the police were perfunctory.

by.

Many instruments and equipment of the crew were smashed, the leading male and female lead were beaten as hard as a pig's head, and the leading actor's front teeth were knocked out. It was a heavy loss, but there was no room for reasoning, so he could only remain dumb and eat Coptis chinensis.

, there is pain that cannot be expressed.

Moreover, even the bus driven by the crew was smashed, the windshield was smashed all over the place, and the worst thing was that someone actually threw feces on the bus!
Chapter completed!