Yang Bo was not sure how long the fight between Monk Miaofa and Monk Miaofa would last. If they rushed to the airport, they would have to wait for their flight at the airport. The delay would be enough for Monk Miaofa to catch up.

While driving, Yang Bo called Sir Branson and asked him if he had a helicopter.

Branson didn't refuse. After asking a little bit, he promised to make arrangements immediately.

Having been to Branson's manor several times, Yang Bo was very familiar with the road this time and drove his car directly into the manor.

After getting out of the car, Yang Bo saw Sir Branson standing outside the door waiting. He couldn't help but smile and greeted him, "Sir Branson, this is really troublesome!"

Sir Branson seemed to be in good spirits and did not need crutches when he walked down the steps. He came over and waved to Yang Bo with a smile, "Mr. Yang, you don't have to be so polite. I also want to thank Mr. Yang for the precious medicinal wine!"

Yang Bo smiled and said: "Looking at your condition, I feel a lot younger. Next, as long as you insist on taking medicinal wine, your body will definitely improve a lot!"

Branson said: "It's all thanks to Mr. Yang. I feel much better now. I haven't had such energy for a long time! However, Mr. Yang is anxious to leave, so he can't stay here for a while."

Really? I can also fulfill my duty as a landlord!"

Yang Bo smiled and said, "The things here are almost settled. Next, I have to go to France to handle things. Thank you very much Sir for helping arrange the helicopter!"

Sir Branson waved his hand and said: "What does this mean? No one here uses a helicopter. If you happen to want to use it, just take it and use it!"

"Thank you very much!" Yang Bo clasped his fists slightly and said again: "Next, I would also like to ask Sir for a favor. Please send someone to deliver this car to the hotel where I stayed. If anyone asks about me

You don’t need to hide my whereabouts, just tell me!”

Branson nodded and didn't take it seriously.

"Sir, I'll see you next time!" Yang Bo said.

Sir Branson immediately understood what Yang Bo meant. He waved and the butler Tom ran over quickly.

"You take Mr. Yang to the back to take the helicopter and arrange everything properly!" Sir Branson said.

Tom nodded quickly in response. He turned around and looked at Yang Bo, extending his hand to invite them to follow.

Yang Bo said goodbye to Branson, followed the butler, passed the castle of the manor, and walked behind the castle. He saw a large lawn and a helicopter had parked dozens of meters away.

"Is the gas filled?" Yang Bo asked the steward. This was not the first time we met, and we were all familiar with him.

The butler quickly replied: "Don't worry, Mr. Yang. You just filled up the tank before you came. When the helicopter is full of fuel, its range is 800 kilometers. London is only 400 kilometers from Paris, so it can fly back and forth!"

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Yang Bo felt relieved and pulled Yue Junyao onto the helicopter. The salutes of the two of them were completely discarded. However, they were just some clothes and not too many valuables, so it didn't matter.

The helicopter started to move, the propellers started to stir, and a strong wind blew around, causing the grass on the ground to float.

Tom covered his eyes with his arms and quickly stepped back, waving to the helicopter.

After a while, Sir Branson stared at the departing helicopter, thinking about everything, but he didn't pay too much attention and arranged for people to send away the car left by Yang Bo.

The two monks, Miaofa, fought for a long time without being able to tell the winner. He couldn't help but become a little anxious, "Chen Sifei, let's stop, otherwise the kid will run away and we won't be able to catch up!"

Chen Sifei said indifferently: "Where can he go? It's such a small island. Is it possible that he can still fly?"

"What if he gets on the plane and goes back to China?" Monk Miaofa asked.

Chen Sifei was stunned for a moment, stopped, and nodded: "You are right, then we have agreed that when we find him, we will decide the winner!"

"What's the point of winning or losing? I think this is good. We are all interested in the Fudo Ming King's Seal. When we catch him, let him write out the secret book from memory, and each of us will have one copy!" Monk Miaofa said.

Chen Sifei laughed, "This is a good idea!"

"Then why are you still standing there? Go and chase him!" Monk Miaofa said urgently.

Both of them are monks in the Hedao realm, and their cultivation is extraordinary. Even without transportation, their speed cannot be much slower.

They had noticed the direction in which Yang Bo left before, and the two of them chased him in the direction of Yang Bo's departure without saying much, but after chasing for a long time, they couldn't find him.

Chen Sifei couldn't help but frown, "Where has he gone? Can he still keep walking along this road?"

"Go find that vampire! He must know!" Monk Miaofa said.

Chen Sifei nodded, and the two of them immediately turned around and chased Feili.

Feili seemed to think that Monk Miaofa and the two would not look for him, so he walked all the way there without covering his tracks and went back to the hotel.

In front of the hotel, Feili saw the car that had been returned. He was very surprised. When they separated, he did not ask Yang Bo how to leave, but since the car had been returned, it meant that Yang Bo had probably left.

London, how did Yang Bo leave?

Feili has no intention of pursuing the case anymore. For him, it might be better not to know where Yang Bo went!

However, as soon as Feili moved the car, he was stunned because the two people standing in front of the car were none other than Monk Miaofa!

"Get out of the car!" Monk Miaofa shouted.

Feili quickly got out of the car, walked over quickly, and imitated Yang Bo's address and said: "Master Miaofa, are you looking for me?"

Chen Sifei stared at Feili and asked impatiently: "Where is the boy named Yang? Aren't you two together?"

Feili quickly shook his head, "No, we left separately!"

"I can see clearly that this car was clearly driven away by Yang. How did it get into your hands?" Chen Sifei then asked.

Feili helplessly replied: "As soon as I returned to the hotel, I saw the car was already here. Maybe Yang Bo sent someone to bring the car back?"

"He sent someone back? Then, where are they?" Monk Miaofa asked.

Feili was stared at by the two Hedao realm monks, and felt a little nervous. He couldn't help but take half a step back, "I...I don't know either."

"Then you can't find it?" Chen Sifei said angrily.

Feili didn't dare to refute, so he could only nod in agreement.

Fortunately, this is a hotel. When the car stopped, the security guard asked a few more questions. Fili asked about the identity of the person who sent the car, Sir Branson's driver!

Half an hour later, Feili drove Miaofa and Monk to Branson's home and received the news.
Chapter completed!