Demon recovery: I started killing demons from a mental hospital

Chapter 183 Are you interested in immortality?

Zhang Fan immediately breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed.

"Huh, I still begged the Supreme Lord, Bodhisattva, Buddha, and Jesus at the same time."

"Otherwise there might be none."

Zhang Fan repeatedly patted his chest and said happily.

"Then I should really thank you!"

Ying'er got out of the car, let alone at this moment, she really looks quite good.

The saying that people depend on clothing and Buddha depends on gold clothing has been brought to the extreme.

Ying'er turned her head, took off her sunglasses, and looked at the two of them, not to mention, they really looked extremely handsome.

It can be said that Ying'er in Yingerlun City is completely different from when she was in Huaxia, and she has added a bit of coldness.

Dressing is more biased towards internationalization.

Her pretty face was covered with a layer of blush, and her thin lips shone with crystal brilliance in the sun.

Tapered high-heeled shoes show your figure.

She looked very cold last second, with no expression on her face.

Ma Tian didn't care, and jumped on it directly.

The next moment... Yinger's expression changed in seconds, Gao Lengfan was no longer there, she smiled at Ma Tian, ​​and hugged her.

"Ma Tian~!"

Ying Er shouted happily.

Zhang Fan: ...

He really changed his face in seconds!
He watched the two women embrace each other and felt that he was the outsider.

"Cough cough cough cough."

Zhang Fan coughed violently a few times to prove his existence.

Together with a large wave of refreshing, this is avoided.

"Oh, I forgot, you're here too." Ying Er turned around and smiled apologetically.

Zhang Fan couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"You can."

The corner of Zhang Fan's mouth twitched, suffering internal injuries.

"By the way, your driving skills are not bad? You have made a lot of progress here?" Zhang Fan asked jokingly.

"I've always been like this, it's just that special occasion."

Ying Er explained with a smile.

"Understood. After all, the doll is quite creepy."

Zhang Fan nodded, expressing his understanding.

"Then your parents...?"

Zhang Fan said politely.

The reason for being tactful is that if something happened to her parents, it would be embarrassing.

"They're fine, but it's a very serious situation right now."

Yinger shook her head and said again.

"It's fine, it's fine." Zhang Fan nodded, feeling a little more relaxed.

Ma Tian also pouted, a big bubble popped up, and then took another long breath.

"That's good, that's good."

She also talked about it with her brother.

"The situation is very serious now...? I can't see it? It's okay."

Zhang Fan muttered.

"You guys just came here, so of course you don't understand, go, talk to me!"

"Are you staying in this hotel?"

Yinger asked.

Zhang Fan nodded stiffly.

Nima, I always feel like an outsider...

"Come back later and move to my place."

Yinger added.

Afterwards, under her signal, Ma Tian followed Yinger into the car.

Seeing this, Zhang Fan hurried to catch up and shouted anxiously: "Hey, wait a minute, your Ferrari only has two seats, what about me?"

Ying Er skillfully put on her sunglasses, and as soon as she got in the car... she seemed to have become a big star again.

"Do you have pounds?" Ying'er turned her head and asked.

"Uh, no, but there is an international card."

Fortunately, Grandpa Cardo.

Wait a minute, Zhang Fan seemed to think of something, others were a little stupid, when he heard Ying Er say this, he already understood something.

"As long as you have it, go to Westminster Street, we will wait for you there."

Yinger finally confessed this sentence, and then she left happily and gracefully.

All Zhang Fan was left with was the exhaust gas.

"Worthy."

Zhang Fan vomited blood depressed.

"This is all right? Well, fortunately, I have a lot of transportation!"

After a few minutes.

Zhang Fan rode a small bicycle from a narrow alley, and he drove forward unsteadily.

The s-shaped route made passers-by panic.

His actions are quite conspicuous.

"Dude, be careful!"

"Hey, man, it's a circus in here?"

Faced with a sentence of ridicule, Zhang Fan had no time to talk to them.

"Oh, this little bicycle is still a bit difficult to master, it's so big."

Zhang Fan murmured.

But after a while, he mastered it. After all, he has riding experience. If he can't grasp this point, isn't he a badass?

He started galloping down the street, enjoying the benefits of slow driving, and gradually got better and could master it.

After several people left, a figure gradually appeared, looking at the direction they were heading...

……

Zhang Fan's retro-style bicycle attracted people's heads back frequently, and he would press the "horn" of the bicycle from time to time, jingling, jingling.

He took out the map and looked at it from time to time, his style was very eye-catching.

These two-eighth old bicycles are rare.

"Hey, let me see, you have to cross something, Westminster Bridge, and then you will arrive at the Palace of Westminster."

Zhang Fan looked at the map on his phone and muttered.

He determined the route and began to ride his beloved small bicycle, driving slowly.

When passing the bridge, enjoying the scenery along the way, the breeze is sultry, so wonderful.

While waiting for the traffic lights on the way, I also met an old man who came up to strike up a conversation.

Looks like a standard gentleman.

A well-tailored business suit with a white shirt, a coordinated tie, well-made leather shoes and a long-handled umbrella.

Pretty handsome, that long beard is very charming.

Zhang Fan guessed that he should go to work as a dog.

The man greeted Zhang Fan in pure English.

"Hey, your bike looks nice."

"Thank you, and your style is the same."

"Your English is okay." The man was a little surprised.

"It's okay. Let's barely communicate."

"Are you going...?"

Zhang Fan immediately replied, "Westminster."

"Really, me too! I went to the church in Westminster." The man said happily.

Maybe they didn't expect that they were so destined.

The man expressed his delight.

Maybe he thinks... this is arranged by God?
Zhang Fan couldn't help thinking.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Adrian."

"Morgan."

Zhang Fan thought about it casually, and he was perfunctory. He was surprised that he made it up so quickly.

Anyway, it is estimated that we will not see each other a few times here, and maybe we will never see each other again when we part this time.

"Do you also go to Westminster Abbey?"

Adrian suddenly seemed to be a different person. He looked around, as if he was afraid of being eavesdropped.

He took a few steps closer to Zhang Fan and whispered beside Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan was at a loss, what's wrong with this person, is he sick?
He still answered truthfully: "Um, I don't go to church."

What am I going to church for?

I don't believe in God. Compared with God, I still think that the dragon Gatling and Dawei Tianlong in my hand are better.

"Ah. All right."

When Adrian heard that Zhang Fan would not go, he was a little disappointed.

"Hey, let's talk about something else, are you interested in immortality?"

Adrian said mysteriously with another mysterious face.

At this moment, he looked like a member of a brainwashing gang.

(End of this chapter)