Chapter 1967 Follow Fran

The next day, it was dawn.

At Allardyce's house, Cheryl, who was lying on the bed, opened her eyes quietly.

Immediately afterwards, she smelled a smell of smoke. She turned around and saw her husband leaning on the bedside with a cigarette in his mouth and puffing out smoke.

"Why are you lying on the bed smoking again!" Cheryl sat up and said angrily.

"I have something on my mind," Allardyce said.

"What else are you worried about?" Cheryl snatched the cigarette from her husband's hand and took two puffs herself.

"I originally thought that after Manchester City won, the matter between Master and Fran would be resolved. But Master's request was a bit excessive. It is absolutely impossible for Fran to agree." Allardyce said awkwardly: "I'm worried that Fran doesn't dare to do anything since Master is here, but once he leaves, there will be trouble. It's hard for me to be a good person if I'm caught in the middle."

"You're still thinking far ahead. Your master hasn't left yet. Besides, how do you know that Fran can't agree?" Cheryl curled her lips and said.

"Needless to say, Fran is a Christian. According to your statement, Master asked him to hold the incense burner and walk to Sanqing Temple to apologize. Isn't that forcing someone to do something difficult?" Allardyce shook his head and said.

"Didn't you also go to Sanqing Temple to apologize?" Cheryl said directly.

"Then I didn't say walk over with the incense burner. If I had been asked to do that, I wouldn't have been able to go." Allardyce said with a grin.

"What about now? I asked you to hold the incense burner, will you go?" Cheryl asked.

"Have you seen what the master is capable of? They asked me to wear a monk's robe and follow them to the stadium. I went there and even had to hold up an incense burner." Allardyce curled his lips and said again: "But Fran didn't I know what Master is capable of, so if I tell him more, he probably won’t believe it.”

"Ring ring ring"

Just as he was talking, the mobile phone on the bedside suddenly rang.

Allardyce picked up the phone and looked at it. He was stunned for a moment and said, "It's Mr. Furlong calling."

"Listen to what he said." Cheryl said calmly.

Allardyce answered directly and said: "Where's Good Cat, Mr. Flan."

"Hello, Allardyce. Let me tell you something." Fran's voice rang on the phone.

"What's going on?" Allardyce asked quickly.

"I'm going to Sanqingguan later. Please go with me. My car will be parked on Xifu Road, five miles away from Sanqingguan." Fran said.

"Are you really going?" Allardyce was shocked.

"Of course I'm going, okay, see you later." Fran finished and hung up the phone.

Cheryl was listening and asked doubtfully: "What did he say?"

"He said he was going to Sanqingguan, and his car would be parked on Xifu Road, five miles away from Sanqingguan. He asked me to go with him," Allardyce said.

"He decided to surrender!" Cheryl's eyes lit up.

"Probably." Allardyce scratched his head.

"What do you mean by should? It's not like you haven't seen your master's ability before. Didn't you surrender obediently? Get up quickly and go to Xifu Road!" Cheryl jumped out of bed.

The two of them ate bread and milk and headed to West Fuld Road.

As soon as they arrived, they saw two cars parked there, and Fran was waiting there with his bodyguard and secretary.

After meeting and saying hello, it was easy to see that Fran's face was gloomy and he seemed to be worried.

He followed others, took the incense burner, lit the incense, inserted it into the incense burner, and walked towards Sanqing Temple with his hands raised.

Allardyce, his wife, his secretary, and his bodyguard walked behind him.

Just as Fran had expected before, Lesha Town was so big, his actions immediately attracted the attention of passers-by.

"Smith, is this man Fran?"

"Yes, it's Fran. What is he doing?"

"I don't know, I still want to ask you."

"How would I know, otherwise I would just follow and take a look."

"Okay, I have nothing to do anyway."

More and more people are talking like this. After all, Fran is the big boss. People who are not familiar with him don't dare to ask casual questions and just discuss it in private. The idle guy who had nothing to do simply followed him and joined in the fun.

Unconsciously, after walking two miles, more and more people were following me, at least twenty or thirty.

Fran's female secretary couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when she saw this. The female secretary turned to look at the group of people and couldn't help shouting: "What are you doing with us?"

"This road doesn't belong to your family. We're taking ours. What's your business?" "That's right, this road doesn't belong to your family." "Who said we were following you!" Those who saw it immediately shouted.

At their words, the female secretary who was rushing around was speechless and could only whisper: "Boss, there are too many people following you, this, this"

Fran also felt embarrassed, but Zhang Yu bit his tongue and left no room for bargaining. If you want to go to Zhang Yu for help, you have to go to Sanqing Temple to make amends.

The plight of the ranch left Fran with no choice but to go to Zhang Yu. He also wanted to see if Zhang Yu could help him out of his predicament. If there was, then everything would be easy. If not, don't blame him for settling the score later.

A man is capable of bending and stretching.

The people I met before were all unfamiliar people. While walking, a Bentley passed by, and the driver couldn't help but be puzzled when he saw Fran lifting the incense burner, followed by a group of people.

The car immediately slowed down, and a middle-aged man stuck his head out, "Fran, what are you doing?"

Fran and others recognized him immediately. His name was Richardson. His family owned a watch shop, and he and Fran were friends.

Seeing an acquaintance, Fran felt more and more embarrassed and could only bite the bullet and said: "It's nothing."

"Nothing, why are you holding a censer?" Richardson obviously didn't believe it.

"I have nothing, nothing. You can go about your business," Fran said awkwardly.

Then, he stopped making a sound and continued to walk forward holding the incense burner.

Richardson muttered to himself, why is this guy suddenly so nervous?

Everyone is curious, and Richardson is no exception. Seeing so many curious people following Fran, he simply found a place to stop the car and followed Fran, hoping to Look, where is Fran going?

There are more and more people following on the road.

The town is so big, you can see each other even when you look down, and most of them know each other.

"Where are you going?" "I don't know, follow Fran." "Fran is holding an incense burner, what is it for?" "God knows." "Huh? This seems to be the direction to Sanqing Temple. "If you don't tell me, I haven't noticed it yet, right? It's the road to Sanqing Temple." "Tell me, is Fran going to Sanqing Temple?" "What is he going there for?" "You forgot. Yesterday, a group of Taoist priests went to the stadium and said that as long as they went there, they would definitely beat Manchester City." "If you don't mention this, I would have forgotten that such a thing happened." "Then we should go and see it. .”.