The mansion of the leader, Grand Master, is built on the western suburbs of Naka City, built by mountains and rivers. The scenery is extremely beautiful and covers a very large area. The villa's back garden and even has a large golf course. At first glance, it looks real
It is not like the residence of a religious leader, but rather a luxurious secular atmosphere is everywhere.
So, when the blonde and blue-eyed tour guide learned that Xiao Fan was going to the western suburbs, he was frightened and his pretty face changed color. He told Xiao Fan one after another that it was not a tourist area, but a private area. According to the laws of the country,
, If you trespass into a private territory without the permission of your owner, the owner can use force to defend yourself. In other words, if someone shoots you, it is permitted by law and will not bear any criminal or economic liability for this.
Who dares to spy on such a dangerous place with "crisis"?
However, in view of Xiao Fan taking out a handful of money, there was a brave taxi driver who agreed to take a trip. As long as he was more alert and stopped the car immediately when he saw that the situation was wrong, he might not be sure to die.
Many of the activities of the leader Master in Nagka City are very high-profile and never suppressed. It is natural for Xiao Fan to know his residence in Nagka City. Not to mention his location, even if Xiao Fan wants to know how many in his villa is.
It's not difficult for a servant.
The taxi driver certainly raised his courage, but when Xiao Fan got off the car, he immediately turned around and ran away, and would never stay in this place of trouble.
Looking at the taxi that was running away in a hurry and looking at the unreasonably luxurious villa in front of me, Xiao Fan couldn't help but shake his head gently. Does a religious person need such high-profile luxury on the land in a foreign country? He actually even had someone else's house.
No one in our country can afford to offend him or hide.
It turns out that the taxi driver's nervousness makes sense.
Xiao Fan just approached the big iron gate of the villa and was immediately pointed at two black muzzles. Two fully armed security guards stared at Xiao Fan with bright eyes, looking up and down at the man wearing a moon-white Tang suit.
The yellow-skinned man who was obviously from the Far East had a cold look and was full of vigilance. He spoke in a big way.
Xiao Fan said calmly: "I am Xiao Fan, I want to meet the leader and master."
The word is correct and the word is spoken in standard Mandarin.
“Are there any reservations?”
One of the men with yellow skin also asked in English instead, with even more hostility in their eyes.
"No appointment, but you must inform us immediately."
"I'm sorry. We won't inform you. Without an appointment, no one can go in and disturb the Master's practice. Please leave here immediately, otherwise you will be responsible for all the consequences."
The yellow-skinned security guard immediately said coldly, although the words were very "standard", the arrogance that kept people from thousands of miles away appeared.
Xiao Fan raised his eyebrows, stopped talking, and walked forward with a step forward.
"Crazy--"
Two security guards pulled the bolts at the same time.
"Back back!"
The yellow-skinned security guard put his finger on the trigger of the assault pistol and shouted sternly, no one doubted that as long as Xiao Fan took a step forward, he would pull the trigger without hesitation.
"This is a private place. If you dare to break in, we have the right to shoot you and kill you!"
"This is allowed by law!"
Xiao Fan let out a cold "hum" and his voice was not loud. It sounded like thunder rolling in the ears of the two security guards. They screamed at the same time, covering their ears. The knees softened and they knelt down. Xiao Fan didn't even look at it.
They took a quick look and walked forward without seeing any other moves. The two heavy iron doors immediately twisted and deformed. With a "boom", they flew up at the same time, flying seven or eight meters away before they smashed suddenly
It fell, smashing the exquisite avenue made of pebbles and splashing sparks, and finally smashing a big hole in the grass next to it, and finally finally calmed down.
The two security guards opened their mouths wide and did not come to their senses for a long time.
Xiao Fan stepped forward.
The next moment, a harsh alarm sounded from the villa. Countless gun-carrying security guards emerged from all over the place and rushed over here. Everyone pointed their guns at the long door.
A handsome young man.
"Chief, Master, please show up and see me!"
Xiao Fan kept walking forward slowly and said calmly.
All the security guards who rushed here suddenly covered their ears one by one, knelt on the ground, opened their mouths, and showed an extremely painful expression. It seemed that suddenly something strange got into theirs.
Brain.
Two middle-aged and elderly men sitting by the small lake were surprised to see the teacup in front of him suddenly vibrated. The water in the teacup seemed to be boiling, and bubbles were bubbling out, and then the teacup burst silently
When it opened, the tea flowed all over the floor.
Their faces changed drastically at the same time, and they stood up in a hurry.
"Mr. Xiao, you...what are you doing?"
When Master Dalkha rushed to the main entrance of the villa from the lake, he saw that there was no one standing except Xiao Fan. All the security guards held their heads in their hands and rolled on the grass.
Rolling around, moaning endlessly.
Dalkha was stunned and could hardly believe his eyes.
"Master Dalkha, you should ask yourself. Even though you know I will come, your security guards are so rude and rude. Master Dalkha, I doubt that you deliberately let them do this. Are you just doing it?
Want to negotiate with me with this attitude?"
Xiao Fan looked at Dalkha who was a little panicked and said slowly, his tone being colder than his eyes.
It is obvious that Xiao Fan did not have much favorable feelings for Dalkha.
Knowing that he was coming, this man was so stupid that he wanted to give him a warning, which was simply outrageous.
Danzeng Duoji clearly told them that he had killed the thousand-year-old snow demon and the demon spirit in the wind. It is estimated that these people did not see it with their own eyes. They all thought Danzeng Duoji was talking nonsense and would never believe it.
Xiao Fan didn't want to go around in circles with them or waste time.
Cold sweat oozed from Dalkha's forehead. Although he had only met Xiao Fan, the impression that Xiao Fan had given him was always a gentle and elegant person. Unexpectedly, when he saw him today, he was unusual and Xiao Fan was cold.
His eyes and tone made him feel palpitations.
"Mr. Xiao, this is a misunderstanding. I didn't expect that you would come so quickly. Moreover, I did not receive an official notice..."
After all, Dalkha is not an ordinary person, so he immediately came up with a good excuse. As for the official notice, it was aimed at the identity of Xiao Fan and the eldest grandson of the Xiao family. A deputy director of the Religious Bureau naturally could not afford to be the official.
Treat it seriously, but the eldest grandson of the Xiao family is definitely an exception.
The eldest grandson of the Xiao family suddenly came to Nagka City and met with the leader of the great master. It was not a trivial matter. It would definitely attract official attention and be interpreted by people, which could have a great impact.
Xiao Fan said lightly: "Darkha Master really hopes that this meeting will be known to the official? If Master Darkha wants to use this to make a fuss and achieve what purpose, I will probably be disappointed. I am very disgusted with others setting it up for me.
Snare, if that happens, I don't mind letting everyone shut up automatically."
As he said that, his eyes swept over the security guards lying all over the room.
Time passed for a long time, but these people were still rolling around with their heads in their arms, without any intention of standing up.
Dalkha felt cold in his heart, and cold sweat came out.
"Mr. Xiao, this is Nagorno-Karabakh City, not China!"
At this moment, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing the traditional national costume of this country, with wide robe and big sleeves, walked slowly over, stood beside Dalkha, looking at Xiao Fan, and said coldly,
His eyes were full of alertness and hostility.
The middle-aged man spoke clearly modified Oxford English, wore an extremely expensive pair of Dolce & Gabbana sunglasses, and a more expensive Patek Philippe super-large single-button timing wrist on his black-haired wrist.
He has a tall figure and a arrogant face. At first glance, he is the kind of big shot who really holds the power and is used to the feeling of being superior to others. It is difficult for ordinary people to pretend to be such arrogance.
“It’s the same everywhere.”
Xiao Fan glanced at him indifferently and said lightly in an even more indifferent tone.
Even the middle-aged man did not ask about the name of the middle-aged man.
For these guys who are a wolf with big tails, and are friends from Dalkha, Xiao Fan is just as unaware of colds, so he is too lazy to tell him any etiquette. He came from afar, and the subordinates of these guys dare to draw their guns without asking any questions.
, Zhenren Xiao has not really hurt anyone so far, and he is already very restrained. If Xin Lin or Yuan Qianqian follows him, even if no one dies at this moment, at least many people will be lucky.
"I'm afraid it's different!"
The middle-aged man suddenly became angry, stared at Xiao Fan fiercely, and said angrily.
Here, in Nagorno City, over the years, no one dared to talk to him. Anyone who is so ignorant of the world has basically disappeared from this world.
Seeing the middle-aged man getting angry, a hint of pride flashed in Dalkha's eyes, but he said politely: "Mr. Xiao, I will introduce you to you. This is Bishop Abdullah and Archbishop Rahman's pride.
The disciple, the clear successor, the future archbishop."
In this country with great religious power, Abdullah's identity is basically equivalent to the "Crown Prince". No wonder he knows that Xiao Fan's status in China is still so arrogant.
No matter what, it is thousands of miles away from China, and it is his home court. Here, Xiao Fan is just a lonely foreign man. If you are more polite, he can treat Xiao Fan as a child of the Xiao family.
If you are not polite, you are just an ordinary tourist. Even if you anger Abdullah, you may not even be treated as an ordinary tourist.
Dalkha waited until Xiao Fan and Abdullah faced the slightest point of view before introducing Abdullah's identity, which was completely intentional. (To be continued...)