When the foreign elite led by Hamus blocked the pursuers, Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue quickly changed their cars and got out.
On the way to evacuation, Ye Fan and the others were intercepted by several levels.
Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue did not give in to the serpent, and rushed over regardless of the level.
In order not to let the enemy lock in their whereabouts, Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue made another round and killed nearly a hundred enemies.
They also let Axiu Killer and Xia Shen Chang's people set fire to the city to distract the enemy.
But after fighting bloody battles along the way, Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue, who were already exhausted, were even more tired and their calves were shaking.
They finally arrived at Xia TV Station more than ten kilometers away.
This is the most authoritative and authoritative media heart in this country.
Compared to the flames of the Champs-Elysées and the palace, the TV station, which looks like a long sword, is much quieter.
There are lights and staff inside, but not many, and there are only a dozen guards with guns and ammunition at the door.
"Bang!"
There was no need for Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue to give instructions, when the convoy crashed into the railing, more than a dozen dragon children jumped out.
He waved his hands and feet and threw down all the guards of more than a dozen TV stations.
Then they dispersed like phantoms and knocked down the security department in the rest of the area.
When Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue were about to carry the Lord Yongshun in, Princess Zile shook her head gently to stop him.
"I'll just go in to this TV station. You and the Lord cannot go in."
"Otherwise, even if you succeed in live broadcasting, you will be surrounded by layers of enemies."
"You can change to a safe place nearby to broadcast live. I just need to connect the TV station's signals and resources."
"We have to die for only half an hour now. Tiemujin knows that something happened in the capital and will soon think of the TV station."
"This is the Golden House Apartment opposite the TV station, and 702 is the apartment I once purchased."
"There is a full-fledged equipment there. I am a live broadcast room. You can broadcast live there. I can switch the scenes inside to the TV station."
"In this way, if the enemy wants to catch you, they will rush into the TV station first, which will give you enough time to evacuate."
"Go, there's not much time left, hurry up and do things."
Princess Zi Le took out a key and handed it to Ye Fan, and smiled and said with a charming and teasing:
"By the way, Ye Aniu, don't look through the private photos of my safe."
Ye Fan was slightly stunned: "How can this be done?"
He knew that in this way, the danger of him and Tiemu Wuyue decreased, but Princess Zile became the brunt of it.
Temu Wuyue also nodded: "You start the TV station resources and then go to Golden House Apartment with us. You can broadcast as much as you can tonight."
Princess Zi Le dispersed her charming and a touch of coldness that had never been seen before in her pretty face:
"Save death and help the wounded, Ye Aniu, you are in charge, lead troops to fight, Tiemu Wuyue, you are amazing."
"But the TV station operates this set, you two are not professional enough for me."
"I have to control the TV station myself, otherwise I can cut off the network and power supply at any time."
"Don't waste your time, hurry up and do things."
Then she turned around very quickly: "Leave half of the manpower for me, go!"
Tiemu Wuyue and Ye Fan looked at each other, and finally turned around and rushed to the Golden House Apartment opposite.
boom!
There was a loud noise in the sky, and the wind and rain were even stronger.
Ten minutes later, Ye Fan and the others appeared at the Golden House Apartment 702.
Tiemu Wuyue turned on the lights and the whole room was bright in an instant.
The two were slightly surprised to see the equipment in the house. As Princess Zi Le said, this place is almost equivalent to a small TV station.
There are all kinds of equipment.
However, the two of them did not waste time, and Temu Wuyue moved quickly to turn on various devices.
Ye Fan put the Lord Yongshun on the sand, then picked up nine silver needles and stabbed them.
"rise!"
Almost as the silver needle fell, the Lord Yongshun's body shook and sat up.
Then he even blew out a mouthful of black blood.
His pale and haggard cheeks had a hint of rosyness, and his sunken eyes slowly opened.
He looked at Ye Fan being stunned and seemed to be unable to react for a moment.
Ye Fan also thumped and fell on the chair, his hands and feet trembled and he was very tired.
However, Ye Fan quickly cheered up and approached the Lord Yongshun and called softly:
"Lord, Lord, I am Ye Aniu, the special envoy of the Dragon Slaying Hall, and I am the Lord Xia sent to save you."
He squeezed out: "You are fine, don't worry."
The Lord Yongshun still didn't react much, but the words were repeated: "Dragon Slaying Hall, Dragon Slaying Hall..."
Tiemuwu also leaned over: "Master, I am Tiemuwuyue, we are all from Lord Xia now."
Hearing Tiemu Wuyue, Lord Yongshun shook and curled up:
"Iron Wood Wuyue..."
His breathing was slightly rapid: "The Tiemu family and the Dragon Slaying Hall are colluding?"
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath and poured a glass of water for the Lord of Yongshun:
"Master, the Dragon Slaying Hall and the Tiemu family are incompatible!"
"The Dragon Slaying Palace is now working hard to eradicate the tumor of Tiemujin."
"Also, Tiemu Wuyue is no longer a member of the World Chamber of Commerce and has joined the Dragon Slaying Hall."
"The whole story will be unclear. I will explain it to you slowly after tonight."
"The most urgent thing is to believe us and make a live broadcast nationwide speech according to our lines."
"Look, this is a video of Xia Kunlun Palace Master Xia. He hopes you trust us unconditionally."
Ye Fan didn't talk much nonsense, so he took out Xia Kunlun's video and asked the Lord Yongshun to cooperate with him.
In the video, Xia Kunlun, surrounded by Qing Cang and others, made the king of Yongshun believe in Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue.
"Xia Kunlun, Xia Kunlun!"
Lord Yongshun cried with joy with his cell phone: "He is still alive, alive..."
"Of course he's still alive!"
Tiemu Wuyue takes a step forward:
"Okay, lord, don't cry first, hurry up and take a look at the lines and accuse Tiemujin to the people of the whole country."
"Only when you accuse Tiemujin of the people of the whole country, can all righteous troops attack Tiemujin with justification."
"Only you can become the king of Yongshun again after the iron and metal is eradicated."
She took out a printed document and handed it to the Lord Yongshun.
There is not much time, so you can only use the drafted words in the country, otherwise you will not be able to finish a single hour.
Ye Fan whispered: "Don't worry, lord, we will never hurt you."
"well!"
The Lord of Yongshun stretched out his thin hand and took the information tremblingly.
The moment he got the information, he pressed the information and slapped Ye Fan and his chest with both hands.
Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue were already at the end of their power, but now they were caught off guard and were unable to fight against them.
"ah!"
Seeing this, Ye Fan roared angrily, his body slanted directly, and he leaned against Tiemu Wuyue's body.
He endured the two palms of the Lord Yongshun alone.
With two bangs, Ye Fan's shoulder blades and abdomen were hit, and his whole body fell like a cannonball.
Tuhuan blew out a mouthful of blood.
"asshole!"
Tiemu Wuyue hugged Ye Fan and retreated anxiously: "Are you attacking us?"
She was shocked and angry. She didn't expect that she would beat the eagle all day but was pecked by the eagle today.
At the same time, she also remembered the plans she had proposed for Tiemujin.
"Swoosh!"
Before the protection of Tiemu Wuyue could finish his call, the Lord Yongshun ejected from the sand.
He pounced on Ye Fan and the others like a bloodsucker.
Soon, he arrived in front of Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue, and without saying a word, he kicked out his two bamboo pole-like calves.
Kick them all at the vital points of Ye Fan and Tiemu Wuyue.
"Old Orange!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Tiemu Wuyue swung Ye Fan to the side, gathering all his strength to fight with the other party.
One big and the other thin, the fists and feet were fighting each other in the air.
Tiemu Wuyue gritted her teeth and ran into the king of Yongshun twelve times.
Although the opponent's fierce attack was resolved, his efforts continued to roll with each encounter.
The last head-on collision made Tiemu Wuyue's mouth full of blood.
She felt a little frustrated. If she was usually able to kill the other person with one hand.
But now he is exhausted and cannot withstand the series of bombardment of the enemy who is raising his strength.
Just when she subconsciously retreated, Lord Yongshun flipped his hands.
“ Ding!”
A fruit knife penetrated directly through Temu Wuyue's shoulder and penetrated it from her back with blood.
Tiemu Wuyue tried hard to retreat and prevented the fruit knife from lingering in her body, otherwise it would be split in half.
Even so, she was still staggering and unable to support her, and blood was already overflowing from the corners of her mouth.
"die!"
The Lord of Yongshun bounced on the ground and stabbed Tiemu Wuyue directly at the throat.
Seeing that Tiemu Wuyue was difficult to resist, Ye Fan gritted his teeth and knelt down halfway, and hammered his left arm with his right hand.
Boom, he instantly gathered all his strength into his left arm.
Then he lifted it up suddenly.
Whoosh!
A ray of white light flashed.
With a sharp sound, the Lord of Yongshun's body trembled and all movements stopped.
The knife in his hand also stopped moving three inches away from Tiemu Wuyue.
There was a blood hole in his head.
Bleeding freely.
Then he thumped heavily to the ground, staring at Ye Fan with wide eyes.
He seemed to have never thought that Ye Fan, who was at the end of his strength, could still kill him.
"thump!"
Ye Fan also fell softly to the ground like an empty snakeskin bag.
Not only did he lose the strength, he also overdrawn and his whole body became cold.
"Ye Aniu, Ye Aniu, what's wrong with you?"
Tiemu Wuyue rushed to Ye Fan and hugged him Lihua Huayu: "How is your injury?"
"I can withstand it!"
Ye Fan squeezed out: "Is this Yongshun Lord fake? Prince Zile harmed us?"
"No, it should have nothing to do with Princess Zi Le!"
Tiemu Wuyue shook her head desperately: "It's me that I'm sorry for you, it's me that I'm sorry for you..."