1051 fat people can play

These dozen people were all like the little overlord, like a legion, and walked into the dojo.

"How can it be so much!"

"Amitabha, this is not a dream, is it?"

These monks are confused. What's the situation? Isn't it funny?

"Amitabha... Maybe this is the disaster of Shaolin."

The abbot picked up the Zen stick in his hand and said loudly.

"I personally fight."

He greeted the small overlord army, and his eyes were full of perseverance.

Shaolin monks are fighting with each other's little overlord army.

"Ah!"

Li Fan suddenly sat up and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead.

"Wake up?"

Wang Luo is standing in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.

He put on his vest and underpants when he first met. If he only looked at his back, he was 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 for a while."

"I had a nightmare and couldn't sleep."

Li Fan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, "don't sleep, I can punch."

Li Fan's daily exercise is essential, which is his unchanging rule.

"It's rare. Now many martial artists are lazy."

Wang Luo complained while cooking. "It's rare to see a young martial artist like you who is both internal and external." eat first, and then fight after eating. "

"Actually, I'm curious."

Li Fan put on his sportswear and asked, "China is vast in territory and resources, and masters are like clouds. Why did you choose me?"

"There were many people on my list at the beginning."

Wang Luo laughed, "there are two people besides you. One is Murong Ying and the other is Jiang Feng."

"Both of them?"

"Yes, it's the two of them. Among these two people, Murong Ying is the strongest, the most gifted, and the first to enter my eye. But I never chose her because she is from the Murong family and has always carried the Murong family's sense of responsibility. She can't let go of the Murong family, so she can't become the Shangfang sword!"

"I can't leave my escort agency!"

"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 the escort agency's affairs to your men?"

"Ah, this... I'm fully training them!"

Li Fan laughed twice.

"What about the other one? How about Jiang Feng?"

"Jiang Feng... In fact, I prefer him."

Wang Luo sighed, "although you are better than him, he is actually more potential, perseverance and toughness than you! It's a pity that I don't have much time to train him."

"Can't you pass him the imperial sword first?"

Hearing Wang Luo praising his mortal enemy, Li Fan was slightly unhappy. But it's hard for Li Fan to say anything else.

"Of course not."

Wang Luo brought up two fried rice with eggs. "He has his own purpose in his heart, and he will do anything to achieve this purpose. I pass the Shangfang sword to him, and after my death, he will abuse the power of Shangfang sword, just to achieve his own goal."

"Sleeping trough, how is it fried rice with eggs again? Can you cook a dish?"

"Nonsense! This is different from yesterday's egg fried rice!"

Wang Luo emphasized.

"What's different?"

"This egg fried rice, with scallions."

“……”

Li Fan was really a little weak, roast, "where is this different?"

"In Buddhist fasting, eggs are vegetarian, but scallions are meat."

Wang Luo laughed, "so, yesterday I let you eat vegetarian dishes, today I let you eat meat dishes, of course, it's different."

Li Fan was a little speechless and didn't know how to refute.

But to put it bluntly, isn't NIMA still an egg fried rice?

"Well, well, some of them are good to eat, which is better than not being able to eat?"

"Well, thank you for your breakfast."

"It's almost the same. Learn from me this month. If you can't stand my exercise, you can quit at any time."

Wang Luo reminded Li Fan, but Li Fan laughed.

"There's nothing I can't eat."

"Really?"

Wang Luo also showed a smile, but the smiling Li Fan was a little scared. The old man... What's his mind.

"It's almost time."

After Li Fan finished a set of seven Xia boxing, Wang Luo looked at the clock hanging on the wall, "it's almost time for us to start."

"How do I get to the Vatican?"

"Just go."

Wang Luo said and opened the door of the bathroom next to him.

A magician in a cloak stumbled in and almost fell over. Fortunately, he was held by Wang Luo.

"Pierce, you are still so flustered!"

"Wang Luo, you madman!"

Pierce came in, looked nervously left and right, and then scolded.

"Now the whole magic association is looking for you, and you dare to come to me for help!"

"Oh, my dear Pierce, you are the president of the magic association yourself. Don't you just withdraw the wanted notice?"

"You're crazy! This is absolutely not the only way!"

Pierce vomited blood angrily, "if I didn't owe you a favor, I would never help you!"

"Dear Pierce, you help me once, and there is no loss. If we leave London peacefully, you won't have any casualties, will you?"

"You shameless man!"

Pierce angrily shouted at Wang Luo, "get out of London quickly! I don't want to see you again!"

With that, he stretched out his hand and pulled the door of the toilet again.

The world behind the door changed under his magic.

"Li Fan, we're on our way. Thank you, pierce, we don't owe each other."

Wang Luo picked up Shang Fang's sword and walked through the door of the toilet first.

"Let's go."

Pierce glanced at Li Fan and urged, "next time I see you, I will catch you back with my own hands!"

"OK, I'll have a chance to meet next time."

Li Fan winked at the president of the magic association, and then followed him across the toilet door.

After entering, almost in the blink of an eye, Li Fan came to another room.

This room is a typical European decoration, with white European tables and chairs in it, and a big round bed in the middle

A bald man was lying in bed with two girls in his arms. His skin color was different, one black and one white, but it was rich in variety.

"Dead fat man, wake up!"

Wang Luo kicked on the bed and shocked the three people on the bed.

“fuck!”

The fat man on the bed fell down and his ass hurt. He couldn't help scolding.

"Hey, fatty, we meet again. Do you want to miss me?"

Wang Luo squatted on the ground, smiling at the fat man who was scolding.

The fat man looked at Wang Luo and was dumbfounded.