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They could also feel that the reporter's question was very tricky. Clearly, he was digging a hole for Lin Nan.    

If he did not give a good answer, it might cause a huge uproar.    

Lin Nan did not even think about it. He shook his head and replied, "There is no comparison between the two."    

"Why?"    

"He asked, one is the real medicine to cure people, and the other is a fake medicine that can cure people to death.    

Do you think there is any comparison? Wang Yao asked.    

It is like a devil who does all kinds of evil, and an angel who is kind and benevolent.    

Is there a comparison between the two?"    

Lin Nan said it casually, but every word he said was like a gem.    

He said so because he was denying what Lee Mie said on the television that day!    

Lee Mie was dead, and everything would be destroyed along with it!    

When the reporter heard this, he finally let go of his anger and nodded in agreement.    

In his heart, he had already decided to compare the Heaven Returning Pill and the Magic Cure for Cancer to write a long script!    

He blew the Heaven Returning Pill into the sky and stepped on the Magic Cure for Cancer into the ground.    

Through this matter, he would tell everyone one truth.    

No matter who he offended, he could not offend the villain and reporters!    

In the following period of time, Lin Nan received interviews from the reporters one after another, answering one question after another.    

He answered every question in a very down-to-earth and funny way. It made people applaud him and give him a warm round of applause.    

After a round of bombardment from the reporters, the last reporter went forward and asked, "Mr. Lin, can I ask about your future plans?"    

Lin Nan's mouth was dry from talking. He could not help but take the tea from Koo Yunliu to moisten his throat.    

"As long as I am still alive, the Heaven Returning Pill will continue to work. I hope that the sick demons fear humans and leave us in the end!"    

"Well said!"    

"[Well said!]"    

The audience burst into the most enthusiastic applause!    

The press conference ended in a spectacular manner.    

Lin Nan faced the camera and bowed humbly a few times before walking down the stage.    

When passing by the crowd, everyone stood up and applauded spontaneously, expressing their respect for Lin Nan from the bottom of their hearts!    

However, this originally harmonious farewell ceremony was broken by an unharmonious voice!    

"Benefactor, alright, alright, give me some food!"    

A monk held a copper bowl and was trying to make friends with the crowd.    

"Almsgiver, give me some food!"    

“……”    

This scene was indeed somewhat out of place for the press conference that had just ended.    

Lin Nan had unintentionally discovered this monk.    

The monk's shiny bald head was branded with twelve red ring scars.    

He held a staff in his hand and wore a dirty kasaya. There was a thick and long iron chain tied around his waist that had dragged him to the ground.    

The strangest thing was that there was a huge gourd hanging at the border between the iron chain and his waist.    

"Sadhu?"    

Lin Nan frowned slightly, feeling very curious.    

Not to mention how strange this monk's attire was.    

There didn't seem to be any large temple in the entire Jianghuai. Where did this monk come from?    

This monk who suddenly came to beg for food was like ink on a piece of white paper, giving off a strange feeling.    

"Stupid bald donkey, stop quarreling!"    

"Can't you see what's going on here? Transform fate to somewhere else!"    

"Get lost, Mr. Lin is coming soon. Don't stop us from shaking hands with him!"    

"Get lost!"    

“……”    

Facing the curses of the crowd, this monk did not seem to have any intention of retreating. Instead, he continued to raise the bronze alms bowl and kept bowing.    

"Patrons, please give us some food. Even if it's leftovers, it's still fine!" The monk said.    

"Didn't I say so? Hurry up and get lost!"    

The monk continued, "Give me a bite!"    

"F * ck!"    

A person with a bad temper directly flew up and sent a kick over!    

This monk probably did not even have time to react before he was directly sent tumbling.    

The copper bowl in his hands rolled out quite a distance. The iron chains on his body smashed into the ground with a huge sound!    

The monk got up from the ground and casually brushed off the dust on his body. Then, he picked up the copper alms bowl and said, "Amitabha. Almsgiver's viciousness is too great. You need to rest!"    

That person was unhappy when he heard that and cursed. " You damn bald donkey, you still want to teach me a lesson?"    

Finished talking, he raised his foot again to kick the monk!    

The monk seemed to have been scared silly, not dodging at all.    

However, this time, that person only felt like he kicked a wall. The powerful rebound force made him continuously stagger backwards.    

In the end, he didn't manage to steady himself and fell to the ground!    

"Amitabha. Benefactor, are you alright?"    

The monk placed his right hand in front of him and performed a Buddhist salute.    

"Cut the crap, I don't believe in Buddha!"    

That person stood up from the ground angrily and shouted: "Beat this damn bald donkey up! This guy was here to cause trouble! He's here to cause trouble for Mr. Lin's press conference!"    

"Right, beat him up!"    

These words immediately aroused the public's anger. Seven or eight strong men rushed over.    

They mercilessly punched and kicked the monk!    

Seeing this, the monk did not resist at all.    

He simply sat cross-legged on the ground and placed his palms together in front of his chest, muttering to himself in a low voice.    

Fists and kicks rained down on the monk's body like raindrops. The sounds of his punches cracking were so loud that it was painful to look at them.    

However, the monk did not move at all. He did not even blink his eyes!    

"Amitabha!    

The heavens have bestowed upon us a great responsibility. We must first harden our will and work hard on our muscles and bones!    

The ways of Buddhism must be tempered thoroughly. This is the Great Dao of Buddhism! "    

The monk kept chanting Buddhist mantras.    

"Bang!"    

It was unknown whether it was that ruthless fellow, but he kicked the monk's head!    

However, the monk's head was as hard as Stone's.    

After suffering such a heavy blow, he still sat firmly on the ground, as if nothing had happened.    

The seven or eight muscular men had been fighting for a full minute, each of them panting and sweating.    

"F * ck, is this darn baldy made of steel? He didn't even move after fighting like this?"    

"I want to see if his body is tough or his pole is hard!"    

One of them completely exploded. He broke off a branch from a tree by the roadside and smashed it at the monk while baring his teeth!    

Upon seeing this scene, the rest of them retreated a few steps!    

Although the monk had his eyes closed, he seemed to know what he was about to face.    

He placed his right hand on his chest and loudly chanted, "Buddhism has a cloud. As long as one's state of mind is empty, they will definitely be able to withstand all evil things!"    

"Bang!"    

The wooden stick ruthlessly smashed onto the monk's head!    

But...    

The wooden stick actually broke into two from the middle with a "kacha" sound!    

"F * ck!"    

The surrounding people were all dumbfounded!    

Why was this darn baldy's head so hard? Could it be that it was made of granite?    

The fellow was still unconvinced. He looked at the half-broken wooden stick in his hand. There were many sharp wooden spikes at the fracture!    

Without even thinking, he used the wooden spikes with red eyes to stab the monk!    

"Let's see if you still want to die!"