1051 Fatty knows how to play
These dozen people all looked like the little bully, and they walked into the dojo like a legion.
"How come there are so many!"
"Amitabha, this, isn't this a dream?"
These monks were all confused. What is going on? Isn't it funny
"Amitabha... Probably, this is my disaster in Shaolin."
The abbot picked up the Zen staff in his hand and said loudly.
"I will fight in person."
He faced the little overlord army, his eyes full of perseverance.
The Shaolin monks were fighting with the opponent's Little Overlord Legion.
"ah!"
Li Fan suddenly sat up and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
"wake up?"
Wang Luo stood in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
He put on the vest and pants he wore when they first met. From the back, he looked no different from an ordinary old man at home.
"I woke up very early. There are still two hours before the appointed time. You can sleep a little longer."
"I had a nightmare and couldn't sleep."
Li Fan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "I won't sleep anymore. I'll know how to box."
Li Fan's daily exercise is essential, and this is his unshakable rule.
"It's rare. Many warriors are lazy now."
Wang Luo grumbled while cooking, "There are very few young martial artists like you who are both internal and external. Eat first, then fight after eating."
"Actually, I'm curious."
Li Fan put on his sportswear and asked, "China is a vast country with vast resources and many experts. Why did you choose me?"
"My candidate list had many people at the beginning."
Wang Luo laughed, "Besides you, there are two other people. One is Murong Ying and the other is Jiang Feng."
"Both of them?"
"Yes, it's the two of them. Among the two, Murong Ying is the strongest and most talented, and she was also the one who caught my eye first. But I never chose her because she is from the Murong family and has always carried her She has a sense of responsibility for the Murong family. If she can’t let go of the Murong family, she won’t be able to become Shang Fang’s Sword!”
"I can't let go of my escort either!"
"The escort agency is different from the family."
Wang Luo said without looking back, "Murong Ying can't let go of the Murong family's affairs for a minute! And you, haven't you left all the affairs of the escort agency to your subordinates?"
"Ah, this...I have fully trained them!"
Li Fan laughed twice.
"What about the other one? How about Jiang Feng?"
"Jiang Feng... Actually, I am more optimistic about him."
Wang Luo sighed with emotion, "Even if you are better than him, he actually has more potential, perseverance and resilience than you! It's a pity that I don't have much time and don't have time to train him."
"Then why don't you pass him the Shangfang Sword first?"
Li Fan felt a little unhappy when he heard Wang Luo praising his mortal enemy. But he was unhappy, and it was hard for Li Fan to say anything else.
"Of course not."
Wang Luo served two portions of egg fried rice, "He has his own purpose in mind, and he will do whatever it takes to achieve this purpose. I passed Shang Fang Sword to him. After I die, he will abuse the power of Shang Fang Sword, just to achieve his own goals."
"Damn it, why is it egg fried rice again? Do you know how to cook it?"
"Nonsense! This is different from yesterday's egg fried rice!"
Wang Luo emphasized.
"What's different?"
"This egg fried rice has chopped green onions added."
“…”
Li Fan was really helpless to complain, "How is this different?"
"In Buddhist fasting, eggs are considered vegetarian, but chopped green onions are meaty."
Wang Luo chuckled, "So, yesterday I made you eat vegetarian dishes, and today I made you eat meat dishes. Of course it's different."
Li Fan was speechless and didn't know how to refute.
But to put it bluntly, isn’t Nima still a fried rice with egg
"Okay, okay, it's good to have something to eat. It's better than not having anything to eat, right?"
"Well, thank you for breakfast."
"That's pretty much it. Just follow me and learn hard this month. If you can't stand my exercise method, you can quit at any time."
Wang Luo reminded Li Fan, but Li Fan laughed.
"There is no hardship that I cannot endure."
"Is it?"
Wang Luo also smiled, but Li Fan was a little frightened when he smiled. This old man... what is he thinking
"It's almost time."
After Li Fan finished a set of Seven Heroes, Wang Luo looked at the clock hanging on the wall and said, "It's almost time for us to set off."
"How to get to the Vatican?"
"Just go ahead."
Wang Luo said and opened the door of the bathroom next to him.
A magician wearing a cloak stumbled in and almost fell down. Fortunately, Wang Luo held him up.
"Pierce, you are still so flustered!"
"Wang Luo, you lunatic!"
After Pierce came in, he looked around nervously and then cursed.
"Now the entire Magic Association is looking for you, and you still dare to come to me for help!"
"Oh, my dear Pierce, you are the president of the Magic Association. Can't you just withdraw the wanted order?"
"You're crazy! This alone won't work!"
Pierce was so angry that he vomited blood, "If I didn't owe you a favor, I would never help you!"
"Dear Pierce, you have nothing to lose if you help me once. We leave London peacefully, and you won't have any casualties, right?"
"You shameless person!"
Pierce yelled at Wang Luo angrily, "Get out of London quickly! I don't want to see you again!"
As he spoke, he reached out his hand and pulled the toilet door again.
The world behind the door has been transformed by his magic.
"Li Fan, let's set off. Thank you, Pierce, we don't owe each other anymore."
Wang Luo picked up Shang Fang's sword and passed through the toilet door first.
"move."
Pierce glanced at Li Fan and urged, "The next time we meet, I will catch you with my own hands!"
"Okay, let's meet next time."
Li Fan winked at the president of the Magic Association, and then followed him through the toilet door.
After entering, Li Fan arrived in another room almost in the blink of an eye.
This room has typical European furnishings, with white European tables and chairs, and a large round bed in the middle.
A bald man was lying on the bed with two girls in his arms. They had different skin colors, one was black and the other was white. There was quite a variety.
"Damn fat man, wake up!"
Wang Luo kicked the bed, shaking all three people on the bed.
"Fuck!"
The fat man fell off the bed, his butt hurt from the fall, and he couldn't help but curse.
"Hi, Fatty, we meet again, do you miss me?"
Wang Luo squatted on the ground and looked at the fat man who was cursing with a smile.
The fat man looked at Wang Luo and was dumbfounded.