Chapter 1048

1048 encirclement and suppression

"Shang! Fang! Bao! Jian!"

The black devil roared, and his voice was full of reluctance!

"Yes, yes, old friend, thank you for remembering me."

Wang Luo stood on the sword, "I will pass for you, Amitabha."

Wang Luo's voice fell, and the black devil's body had disappeared.

"Why are you here?"

Li Fan looked at Wang Luo in surprise.

"Idiot, go quickly, or you won't be able to walk away for a while."

Wang Luo pointed to the approaching army around him. Once they approached, Li Fan would indeed have some trouble.

"Then I'll go first."

Li Fan picked up Shen Chen, then jumped up, followed Wang Luo behind, pedaled on the lightness skill, and disappeared on the building in a blink of an eye.

The mayor sat down on the chair, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The crisis has finally been solved.

However, it does not rely on British masters, but on Chinese fighters. This makes the mayor happy, but also has a strong sense of insecurity.

"Go and find out who that man is."

The mayor told the secretary who was also relieved, "it's really not possible to try to let him enter our nationality... And we can't keep him... Lawrence, who is that Chinese man?"

"I only know one of them."

Lawrence shrugged his shoulders, "and only for a period of time."

"I know another one. He is the Shangfang sword of China and the patron saint of China."

"Huaxia... How come there are so many abnormal characters."

Lawrence was a little dumbfounded.

No wonder the magic association prohibits magicians from entering China. Lawrence really didn't understand it before, but now he finally understands it.

"It seems that this young man may be the next generation of Shangfang sword that China is cultivating."

The mayor of London frowned and told Lawrence.

"With my password, let the magic association send two other holy level Dharma gods with a hundred fifth level magicians from the magic association. If he doesn't want to join our nationality, he will kill this man overnight. Absolutely, he can't leave England."

Lawrence was silent for a moment.

"Why, you don't want to?"

"No, with pleasure."

Lawrence nodded. "Everything is for the Empire."

"Well, if you understand."

The mayor of London picked up the phone and handed it to Lawrence.

"Call the magic association on my phone. Hurry up."

Li Fan and Wang Luo were staying in a house without people on the outskirts of London at this time. Wang Luo was skillfully working in the kitchen, preparing two dinners and placing them on the table.

"My cooking is amazing. Come on, try my craft."

Looking at the two plates of fried rice with eggs in front of him, Li Fan was a little speechless.

"Can you call it amazing?"

"Don't you watch novels and TV dramas? Male protagonists usually conquer everything with the simplest fried rice with eggs!"

Wang Luo said with a smile.

"Shit, isn't that an online novel? It's pure nonsense. Where can fried rice with eggs taste? I've seen a lot of Chinese leaders!"

Li Fan glanced, "I had a fight with the devil. I want to eat a big meal."

"Fried rice with eggs is nutritious and is most suitable for energy supplement."

Wang Luo said painstakingly to Li Fan, "don't be picky about food, young man! And eat quickly. After eating, we'll run away."

"Run? Run what way?"

Li Fan didn't understand, "Shen Chen and I are on the plane tomorrow. If we want to run, will you run alone?"

"Do you think that if you make such a scene in London, people will let you go back safely?"

"I'll go, but I saved them."

"If you can save them, you can naturally destroy them."

Wang Luo explained to Li Fan with a smile, "if it's you, can you let such a terrible enemy go back?"

"It seems impossible."

Li Fan nodded, "I see what you mean."

"Well, if you don't eat quickly, you can leave after eating."

Wang Luo sat beside Li Fan and picked up chopsticks. "When they arrive in China, they will be honest."

"But there are also a group of people in China who want to kill me, aren't they?"

Li Fan thought of the Jihad plan, "it's the same for those in power. After using us, he abandoned it."

"Take over Shang Fang's sword."

While eating fried rice with eggs, Wang Luo said to Li Fan, "death has stopped on my shoulder. Next time you are in such danger, I can't help you."

"I'm on my own. I don't need your help!"

Li Fan is still this stubborn temper.

"Little friend, I had a temper with you when I was young."

Wang Luo was not angry, "don't hit the south wall, don't look back."

"You mean you hit the south wall?"

Li Fan quickly ate fried rice with eggs and then asked.

"Then I won't tell you."

Wang Luo kept his mystery, "with this little girl, we should leave."

"Are they coming?"

"Well, faster than I thought."

"Well, why don't you leave early?"

Li Fan couldn't help asking.

"How to run when you are not full."

Wang Luo laughed. "Besides, do you want to swim back? The ship I contacted has just arrived at the port and is waiting for us."

"All right."

Li Fan carried Shen Chen on his back and wrapped it with a rope.

"Let's go."

"Be careful, your weakness has been known by those Brits."

Wang Luo reminded Li Fan, then held his Shangfang sword, shook his black coat, and walked out the door.

However, Li Fan saw that Wang Luo had white hair on his ears. The last time he saw him, he still had black hair.

Just a few days, so much aging?

Wang Luo and Li Fan went outside the small house, but the dark outside suddenly lit up, shining all around like day.

A group of magicians in tuxedos surrounded, not only them, but also many people in the army.

Li Fan took a look, and there were four tanks with their cannons aimed at him.

And two men in white tuxedos stood there, a man and a woman, both elderly people, who seemed to be like Dharma gods.

Lawrence stood in it, pressing his foreign hat and leaning on a cane, looking at Li Fan.

"Li Fan, sorry, you can't escape."

"You really kill the cook when you're full."

Li Fan sneered.

"Everyone stands in different positions and takes their own decisions. Please understand."

"I should let Shen Chen destroy you first."

Li Fan sneered, "this is my understanding of you."

"Stop talking about children."

Wang Luo patted Li Fan, and then looked at the people in front of him, laughing very happily.

"This scene is really moving. Last time you attacked the creator, was that all?"