Bucharest, Romania.
After two or three days, Fang Li came back here again.
Just, when I left, I was a person, but when I came back, there was one more person around me.
The girl in the wheelchair was pushed by the square and walked slowly in the urban street under the gaze of all kinds of pedestrians.
"Ah..."
"Well..."
There were constant cries of pain from pedestrians around.
It was the cry of the thieves who saw Fang Li and Fiore walking on the street unprepared like this, which raised their evil thoughts and held out their evil hands in their pockets.
Bucharest is more prosperous and developed compared with tulifas and xijishwala. The atmosphere in the middle ages is not as strong as those two cities. However, it also brings about many problems in public security, which is quite chaotic to some extent.
Here, thieves are almost everywhere.
After Fangli and Fiore came to Bucharest, they did not know how many thieves they met.
Unfortunately, these thieves obviously chose the wrong target. When they reached out, they were stabbed in the palm by invisible sharp objects and fled in confusion.
Naturally, the people who took the move were not Fangli or Fiore, but the two followers who were following them in the form of spiritualization.
Fang Li pushed her wheelchair leisurely and took Fiore to her residence.
"It turns out that the gentleman really lives in Bucharest."
That's what Fiore said to Fang Li.
"When my uncle sent someone to investigate the history of my husband, although he had also reported this incident, my uncle always thought it was a false information to hide people's eyes and ears."
The identity of Fangli arranged in the god space was a Chinese who lived in the Romanian capital from his urine.
In other words, Fangli is a common people who were born and raised in Romania.
Naturally, such information cannot be convinced by yugdomirania.
There is no doubt that the origin of the name is unfathomable, especially the unfathomable degree of his life.
This is also a kind of cleverness, but it is misunderstood by cleverness?
Of course, danik's idea is also right, Fang Li's identity is only the arrangement of God's space, I'm not really born and raised here.
But it is true that Fangli has his own place in Bucharest.
Now, Fangli and Fiore are ready to use it as a temporary stronghold and move it first.
"But are Assassin's lords and followers really here?" Fang Li pushed Fiore forward, and asked Fiore, "can't you leave here?"
"It should still be here." Fiore is not as reckless as Fangli. She can say this kind of thing as if nothing happened in the street. She can't help but lower her voice and say, "it's only yesterday that people who come to meet lose news, and we haven't received any information about Assassin's leaving."
"That kind of information is normal if you don't receive it?" Fang Li shrugged his shoulders and said, "the other side is a follower who is good at covert action. If a group of magicians see through the action, then don't take part in the Holy Grail War. It's better to hide and linger until the end."
"Yes." Fiore said helplessly, "but now we can only do this. I hope assassin is still here."
That's the case, but if assassin is still here, the problem remains unsolved.
Why did assassin not respond to yugdomirania's response?
Why did the person who came to receive him lose the news?
What's wrong with assassin?
What did the red camp do?
"There are a lot of questions to be clarified..."
Fiore whispered.
On the quiet face, how many some tight.
"What?" Fang Li asked with a smile, "are you nervous?"
"No..." After Fiore's subconscious denial, seeing Fang Li's smile, she immediately said with a wry smile: "this is, after all, the first time I put my followers into action."
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