The fox has no bad intentions

Chapter 321 Like...like gods, Fairy, you are like gods!

"You all get ready! Master Fuli is going to speed things up now!"

Sitting in the driver's seat, Mr. Fuli beckoned the bears to get in the truck. The fox's little paws rested on the steering wheel, and he vigorously twisted the accelerator knob. The V8 high-horsepower pickup truck, modified by a disabled person, started moving.

Guided by Fat Cat in the passenger seat, Master Fuli sped along the country dirt roads.

Under the watchful eyes of the masked forest ranger, Lin Bingyun, and Wang Ya, the rumbling pickup truck crashed straight through the red brick warehouse by the roadside in Ankang Town, speeding all the way in, startling the old man guarding the gate at dawn so much that he jumped out of the guard booth.

"Master Fuli, what a true character." The masked forest ranger removed his black mask and the protective mask from his cheeks, and looked at Lin Bingyun, gently complaining.

Lin Bingyun was silent for a moment, then looked at the forest ranger and said, "I can hear the implication in your voice, but the commotion we're making now is actually very small."

"The fact that that person was able to build a factory in the town means that there are people in Ankang Town who know about this."

"According to your classification of spirit beasts, the characteristics of Lord Fuli are probably to protect the land and water, right?"

The forest ranger was taken aback, somewhat not understanding what Lin Bingyun meant by those words.

However, Wang Lei and his wife, as well as the foundation's shareholders, all wore complicated expressions upon hearing this, looking at the smoke-filled factory with pity.

In Chang'an, no one understands the true value of "protecting the land and water" better than these shareholders.

Protecting a region's land and water naturally means completely eradicating the scourges and evils that plague it.

It doesn't matter if the criminal isn't at the scene.

Master Fuli is a master of telephone fraud, causing criminals to rush back to the scene like dumplings being dropped into a pot.

Just thinking about their previous experience with fraud gives the shareholders of the Foxfox Ecological Protection Foundation a headache.

Wang Ya then took a straight wooden stick from the trunk of the car and walked towards the factory.

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"Rumble--"

The black pickup truck crashed into the red brick wall, smashing the insulation layer and the inner wall. The entire vehicle flew up, chasing the collapsing bricks, and crashed heavily onto the self-leveling rubber floor inside the factory, sliding for more than ten meters.

"Master Fuhu! Is this appropriate?"

As the black pickup truck crashed down, Fat Cat, sitting in the passenger seat, asked with lingering fear.

"What's wrong? Didn't you say we were going to smash up their factory?"

"Surprise attack! Catch them off guard and unleash a barrage of fire!" Master Fuli's eyes quickly scanned the surroundings. The chemical plant was still brightly lit, with some discarded rubber tires lying on the ground from the recent impact.

Several workers, who appeared to be laborers, were carrying waste rubber into the factory.

But now they stared in disbelief at the black pickup truck that had drifted through the air and landed.

"gogogo!"

After surveying his surroundings, Mr. Fuli didn't waste any words. He climbed out of the car window, ran to the roof, turned around, and picked up an electromagnetic transmitter.

"Shhhhh-"

Master Fuli raised the muzzle of his gun and fired a burst at some metal pipes that were not marked with danger.

Bullets, as big as coins, shot out of the muzzle at a speed of thousands per minute, striking the surrounding steel tubes and scattering dense sparks and clanging sounds.

"Now!"

"This place is now surrounded by Master Fuli. You blond guy in the monitoring room upstairs, and the old man outside the door, if you don't want to get shot, then all of you, put your hands up!"

A burst of bullets whizzed out, and Mr. Fuli, standing on the roof of the car, held up the electromagnetic transmitter, uttering a loud yet childish warning:
"And you all, don't just stand there, squat down! The chemical plant is no longer under Newton's jurisdiction, it's under my, Master Fox's, jurisdiction!"

The series of unexpected events gave the employees at the chemical plant no chance to react.

The chemical plant employees all looked dazed.

The fox is driving a car, the fox is holding a gun, and the fox is cursing and issuing warnings.

"Da da da--"

Seeing that the suspects around him seemed to have ignored his warnings, Master Fuli waved the electromagnetic transmitter in his hand, scanning the chemical plant with it. "The Great Immortal has appeared!"

Realizing what had happened, the laborer broke out in a cold sweat and crouched down shakily.

I've seen a ghost! It's absolutely a ghost!

The fox spirit has come to absorb yang energy.

"Hey upstairs, try moving again, or everyone else will be getting a spanking, and I'll flip you over and beat you!"

After bringing the situation under control, An Sheng called out to the bears in the car, telling them to go and catch the blond guy upstairs and the old man outside the door.

"vomit"

Fat Cat shakily got out of the car, leaning on the door for support. The five bears in the back seat, having experienced the wildness of Master Fuli's high-speed driving, started gagging as soon as they got out of the car.

After vomiting, the three black bears and two pandas walked to the left and right respectively, to bring the people back.

"Immortal! Spare me! You're like a god, you're all like a god! I'm just a fool, please spare me!"

The old security guard, dragged into the factory by the panda, clung to the ground as if he had seen a ghost, crying and howling, thinking he had encountered the legendary scene of "Five Immortals Demanding an Official Title".

He had lost three souls and seven spirits, and his old problem of incomplete urination was completely cured, with a continuous stream of urine wetting his crotch.

"Like a god? You look more like a clown to me!"

"In the new era, let's reduce feudal superstition and focus on Marxist philosophy, moral education, and the rule of law."

Hearing the old security guard's wailing, An Sheng picked at his furry triangular ear, patted the gun in his hand, and said, "Do you know what this is? This is a gun. Do you know why it's a gun? Because this is a robbery!"

"Call your boss and tell him that some naughty kid has set a fire or damaged the machinery, and trick your boss into coming over!"

"If you manage to lure Old Deng here, I'll rob him. If you can't lure Old Deng, I'll give you the basket!"

Master Fuli's voice was childish, but his tone was mature and his words were logical and well-founded.

She also took the opportunity to refute the old man's outdated ideas.

What era are we living in that people are still asking for titles?

Is a gun more effective than a weapon for seeking an official title?

With my gun pointed at his head, I'm like a god to him, even if it's someone else, I'd be his father today.

"What are you all standing there for? Make a call! Do you need Master Fuli to top up your phone credit?"

An Sheng shouted, startling the worker who was squatting with his hands on his head. He immediately started making phone calls, tricking the team leader, supervisor, and general manager into coming back.

"Team leader! Something terrible has happened! Those naughty kids in the village set fire to our rubber material. We've caught them, and they're crying so hard they can't speak."

The worker tilted the phone so that the still-shaken old man's choked sobs could be heard through the microphone.

"My voice is hoarse from crying, please come back! We don't even know how much these things cost!"

"A kid? The kid must be pretty rich. Look at the lighter he's holding, it's even edged with gold. Oh, right, he said his family has some kind of Raptor, a V8."

The worker, looking extremely cautious, glanced at Master Fuli and added, "The backpacks are all Hermes."

The chemical plant, which was attacked by the lucky fox, went from being quiet and peaceful to bustling with activity.

Master Fuli ignored them. If he could get them, he might as well get them. He would find the illegal sewage pipe and stuff it down their ass.

Can't fool them
At worst, we can just waste some money on gas, go to his door, and shove an egg beater down his ass.

"Master Fuli"

Carrying a wooden stick, Wang Ya arrived late, walking through the hole into the chemical plant. Looking at Master Fuli on the roof of the vehicle, she swallowed hard and said in a low voice:
"There's something I'd like to tell you."

"That's right, the place we were talking about before, now a factory has been built on top of it."

(End of this chapter)