The Grand Master glanced at Xiao Fan again, then turned around, looked into the distance, and stopped talking to Xiao Fan.

At this moment, there was a burst of mournful sirens sounding outside the villa, dozens of police cars, with flashing police lights, drove towards this side.

Darka's face changed, and he said in a low voice, "Mr. Xiao, it's Abdullah...... This man has a very short temper and is spoiled. ”

Such a comment is really not high. When you think of Darkha and Abdullah being together just now, you can know that this is the true evaluation of Abdullah in Darkha's mind. greeted Abdullah with a smile, it was because it was a last resort. As the most trusted assistant of the chief Grand Guru, Darkha is unlikely to offend Abdullah in Nagorno-Kara. But the smile on the surface never shows what he really thinks in his heart.

Xiao Fan's eyebrows raised slightly, and Darka clearly felt a tyrannical aura rising into the sky.

Xiao Fan moved to kill!

Don't look at Darkar's toughness in front of Xiao Fan all the time, it doesn't mean that he is really not afraid of Xiao Fan. After all, in Tenza Gee's description, Xiao Fan is no longer an ordinary person, but a god-like powerhouse. Just now, Darkar saw it with his own eyes.

"Mr. Xiao, I believe that with your ability, it won't take too much effort to kill them. But killing here will definitely have a very bad impact, and it will not be so beneficial to Mr. Xiao's Lord Ling Zun and the entire family. Please think twice...... Mr. Siu"

Darkar said boldly.

Xiao Fan's raised eyebrows gradually calmed down and turned around. Walked slowly under the tree and sat down in a chair. He sat on the side of the Grand Guru who was the leader. The leader, the Grand Master, still looked ahead, ignoring it. It's not light.

Darka let out a long sigh, turned and walked outside.

Don't look at Abdullah who is over the age of confusion, and as a bishop, he should be very recuperated and graceful, but as Darkha said, this man is spoiled, and he is a big man who doesn't care about things. If you don't rush to stop it, this guy will definitely tear this place down.

It turns out the character of Abdullah. Only worse than Darka's evaluation, really angry, the absolute six relatives do not recognize.

Before Darka came to Daben, before he could speak, he was pulled aside by Abdullah, who jumped down from Daben, Abdullah didn't even look at him, his furry arms couldn't stop waving, his mouth was screaming, and more than 100 heavily armed policemen jumped out of dozens of police cars. Many of them were wearing body armor and armed with submachine guns, with strong firepower, and were obviously riot police.

These policemen get out of the car. It spread out into a semicircle, and surrounded the big tree where Xiao Fan and the Great Master were, and the muzzles of countless black holes pointed straight ahead. Shining with the cold light of death.

"Don't move!"

"Whoever dares to resist, shoot and kill!"

A chubby cop in his forties. Standing in front of a group of policemen, he shouted loudly in English. The chest is protruding and the belly is also majestic. It should be a commander. This is because the two people in the encirclement are bare-handed, and they really don't seem to be threatening. If it is faced with two gunmen, the commander will never stand in the front, and must hide behind a bunch of subordinates.

There was no movement.

Xiao Fan and the Great Master didn't seem to see them at all, sitting and standing, surprisingly quiet.

The commander was stunned for a moment, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do. These two men were unlike any criminal suspect he had ever seen before, and it was the first time the commander had seen such a situation after many years of being a police officer.

"Haha......"

Abdullah separated the police and walked slowly into the encirclement. Reserve, one of the few things Abdullah learned from the Easterners, was quite applicable, at least he felt very good about himself. If Abdullah had read the ancient chapter-hui novels of the Huaxia Kingdom, he would know that every big traitor had to look up to the sky and laugh three times before he appeared.

"Mr. Xiao Fan, hello. I didn't expect us to meet again so soon. ”

Abdullah looked at Xiao Fan and said with a smile, with a cat-scratching look on his face. Now that the situation is completely under his control, Abdullah naturally has to show off and humiliate this Oriental, who doesn't know the height of the sky, in order to get out of the evil breath in his heart.

Xiao Fan glanced at him, his eyes became more and more indifferent.

Anyone can see that Xiao Fan didn't take Abdullah in his eyes at all, nor did he take the more than 100 heavily armed policemen around him in his eyes. Even if Xiao Fan was really looking at Abdullah at that glance just now, it is not certain.

This calmness and even contempt really doesn't seem to be pretending.

Could it be that he still has something to fear?

But Xiao Fan's extremely contemptuous attitude completely angered Abdullah.

"Grab it!"

Mr. Bishop waved his hand and roared.

"Yes!"

The policemen also agreed as if thunder, and even two people showed their handcuffs and walked forward leisurely. Looking at the expressions of the two of them, they both had a relaxed smile on their faces, and even put away their pistols.

I really didn't see anything terrible about Xiao Fan. In order to arrest such a thin oriental youth, more than a hundred policemen were mobilized, including even dozens of riot policemen, as for it? It is estimated that this man has offended Mr. Bishop severely, and Mr. Bishop wants to teach him a lesson.

This should be the only explanation.

"Attention, this person can ...... magic"

Abdullah's mouth suddenly came out of his mouth.

"Magical ......"

The two policemen who stepped forward to handcuff the man looked at each other and laughed in unison.

Mr. Bishop is really joking.

The next moment, the hilarious sound stopped abruptly, Xiao Fan's eyes swept over, and without any warning, the two policemen rose into the air, screaming, and falling into the distance with their hands dancing.

"Ah......h

"What ......"

At this moment, a group of policemen suddenly became chaotic, and they were already a little absent-minded. They raised the guns in their hands again and pointed straight at Xiao Fan. A look of inexplicability on his face.

Before everyone could figure out what was going on, the tall Abdullah suddenly flew up. As if being pulled by some mysterious force, he flew straight to Xiao Fan, and with a "poof", he fell to one knee. In an instant, the blue tendons on Abdullah's neck swelled, and his eyes almost popped out of his sockets, but no matter how hard he tried, it was always in vain, and his body was firmly suppressed by an invisible force. It's hard to even move a finger.

"You...... You let go of me......"

Abdullah cried out through gritted teeth, hoarse.

Xiao Fan glanced at him again, his eyes were cold, Abdullah opened his mouth, and the second cry was forcibly blocked, and a chill suddenly rose from the tail vertebrae. He clearly saw a strong murderous intent in Xiao Fan's eyes. He could even feel that he was still alive. It's because Xiao Fan himself is working very hard to suppress this murderous aura.

As far as instinct is concerned, Xiao Fan actually wanted to kill him with a knife, but he was choked by his own reason.

In fact, to date. Xiao Fan hasn't gone on a killing spree yet, because his reason has been wrestling with the tyrannical qi in his chest.

There is only a thin line between the Buddha and the demon.

Become a Buddha with one thought. A thought becomes a demon!

"Mr. Xiao, misunderstanding ......"

This strongly suppressed killing machine. But it completely frightened Abdullah, and his eyes rolled for a while. swallowed two mouthfuls of saliva in a row, and the expression on his face suddenly changed, revealing a flattering and flattering meaning, and said with a smile on his face.

"What a bold ......"

"What do you do......"

"Hey, let go of Mr. Bishop!"

The policemen on the periphery were anxious one by one, shouting and shouting in a panic, pulling the bolt one after another, wanting to scare Xiao Fan.

Xiao Fan didn't look at him, but just faintly said to the leader Grand Master, who was still as calm as water, and said, "Great Master, first, give Tenda Tsengji freedom and break his original vow; Second, give me all the scriptures in Master Dzonga's handwriting. This matter is over. I'm not going to pursue it any further. ”

The body of the leader Grand Master trembled slightly, and then said indifferently: "It's still the same sentence, you can kill me, but don't think I change my mind." ”

Xiao Fan nodded and didn't say anything more.

"Mr. Xiao, Mr. Xiao, if you have any requests, just tell me, I will agree. The Grand Master disagrees, I will help you persuade him, and he will definitely agree......"

Abdullah said immediately, as if he had finally found a way out.

"Just you? Far from it. Mr. Abdullah, you have overestimated your capabilities and influence. You must remember that you are not Archbishop Rahman. ”

Xiao Fan finally looked at him squarely, and said lightly, with obvious disdain in his tone.

Abdullah swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said, "Mr. Xiao, although I am not an archbishop, I ......am the only one who can convince the archbishop."

Xiao Fan smiled, and the sarcasm in his eyes became more and more obvious.

At this moment, a small convoy came at a gallop. At the beginning is a very old classic car with the flag of the church. As soon as they saw this cart and the church flag, everyone's faces changed drastically, and even the Great Master, who had always been calm and light, suddenly narrowed his eyes, and a flash of shock flashed.

Except for Xiao Fan, this classic car with the church flag was known to everyone present.

This is Archbishop Rahman's car!

Immediately after the classic car, there is an extended version of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, a black and shiny classical luxury car, galloping on the picturesque boulevard, and the unbeatable atmosphere of wealth and nobility is coming.

Finally, there is a guard car.

The size of the fleet is small, but the specifications are stunning.

The archbishop's car is not in the center, but as the leader, so who is sitting in the Rolls-Royce Phantom?

There is no doubt that this person's status is even higher than that of Archbishop Rahman.

In the city of Nagorno-Karabakh, and in the country as a whole, this is absolutely supreme.

Who is it? (To be continued......)