Ye Fan was worried that Tang Ruoxue would be foolishly waiting for Xia Kunlun to die in a desert town.
He directly told himself that it was Xia Kunlun.
After the words came, Tang Ruoxue's shocked voice came to his ears:
"What? Are you Xia Kunlun? Are you not the special envoy of the Dragon Slaying Hall?"
"You are Xia Kunlun, don't you say I was rescued by you the last few times?"
Tang Ruoxue shouted: "Impossible, this is impossible!"
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "I am the special envoy of the Dragon Slaying Hall, and Xia Kunlun, the leader of the Dragon Slaying Hall, is also me."
"You were rescued when you were attacked before, and I really saved you with a Xia Kunlun mask."
"Stop saying this, hurry up and take people out of the oil town. I will do business in the capital thousands of miles away, and I will not have time to kill back and save you."
"Even if you wait in an oil town for a day and wait until you are shot and killed, Xia Kunlun will not be able to step on the colorful auspicious clouds to save you."
He warned: "Retreat, retreat quickly. If you don't leave, there will be no chance."
Tang Ruoxue withdrew his shock and snorted coldly:
"Come on, Ye Fan, if you cooperate with you in acting, do you really treat yourself as Xia Kunlun?"
"Xia Kunlun is not only the number one war god in Xiamen, but has also become famous for decades. How could you, in your twenties, be Xia Kunlun?"
"You are still wearing Xia Kunlun mask. Did you know Xia Kunlun before?"
"Even if you know each other, you still forged a mask, I can't recognize it. Can't Wei Fei and Tiemujin?"
"I met Xia Kunlun a few days ago, and he even rescued me from Lin Suyi."
"I know very well what he looks like."
"Besides, Xia Kunlun's upright and selflessness is completely different from your style of plundering profitably."
"In my heart, you can't even get a single finger from Xia Kunlun."
"You disappointed me very much."
"For Song Hongyan, I dare to tell even a lie like Xia Kunlun."
Tang Ruoxue 'exposed' Ye Fan without hesitation: "Should I say that you have a strong relationship with your husband or wife, or are you fascinated by lust?"
Ye Fan smiled angrily: "Idiot, I am really Xia Kunlun. If you don't believe me, I will send you a specific email to you..."
"mail?"
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face changed when she heard this, and then she snorted at Ye Fan:
"Director Xia told you about his dedicated contact email address to me as his funeral?"
"He is going to sacrifice his life in the afternoon in the ring?"
"Ye Fan, look at the Lord Xia Palace is so kind and kind."
"In the battle on the ring, Palace Master Xia and his friends died for the rest of their lives, but he was fearless for the people of the world and still fought with his life."
"And not only will Lord Xia not be angry that you, the dragon-slaying envoy, hide in the capital, but also calmly explain to you the funeral and the entrustment of the orphan."
"I even gave you my and his special email address, and I want you to step on the trust he has accumulated and let you chase me back and reunite with you."
Tang Ruoxue sighed: "Lord Xia Palace, you are such a great master, you are so righteous."
Ye Fanfeng is messy.
Tang Ruoxue said again: "Also, judging from the fact that you just recognized Xia Kunlun..."
"If I guess well, Lord Xia probably made a simulated mask for you."
"In this way, if he dies in battle, you can stabilize the situation in the Dragon Slaying Hall with your mask and get in touch with me better."
"Otherwise, how can you be confident to say that you are Xia Kunlun, and Xia Kunlun is you?"
"This Xia Kunlun has the world in his heart, the Dragon Slaying Hall in his heart, and everyone around him, but he has not considered himself."
Tang Ruoxue had a hint of ignorance: "It's so stupid, so heartbreaking, and so admirable..."
Ye Fan was almost so angry that he vomited blood: "Tang Ruoxue, can you not think of so much?"
Tang Ruoxue came to her senses, and her resentful pretty face had a sense of firmness:
"Stop talking. How could I not do something for him for Palace Master Xia like this?"
"In the ring game, I can't help, but I can resolve the dangers around him."
"Today, I will never leave if I don't break the crisis of the mastermind behind the scenes fighting the ring."
"Thank you and Song Hongyan for your kindness."
"I, Tang Ruoxue, can take good care of myself."
After saying that, Tang Ruoxue hung up the phone with a snap.
Then she turned her head and shouted at the fireworks:
"Send the order and hold the residential building on the spot for 30 minutes, and drag it to me until reinforcements arrive at any cost."
"If the enemy wants to surround us and kill us, we will give them a heart blossom."
Tang Ruoxue flowed with strong confidence: "We repeat the battle of Menglianggu in history."
Fireworks spoke weakly: "Miss Tang, I remember that the soldiers who fought in Menglianggu were almost wiped out."
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face turned cold: "Shut up, go do things, let the Black Mamba, the Lion and the Great White Shark go with all their strength!"
Fireworks shrugged and picked up the phone to arrange it.
"Bang bang bang!"
Almost five minutes after Tang Ruoxue hung up Ye Fan's phone, many murderers rushed over on both sides and in front of the long street.
Some people were driving pickup trucks, some were riding motorcycles, and some were barefoot, but they were carrying weapons on their bodies.
Dozens of forces continued to converge and integrate, and then approached Tang Ruoxue and the others like locusts.
There were many weapons, but there were too many people to hold back. When they shot together, the cars and residential buildings at the door were roaring.
One of his bearded men with berets kept bewitching the militants to charge:
"Kill them, kill them!"
"Kill one person and reward one million, kill Tang Ruoxue and give ten million."
He knew the nature of a murderer in the oil town and was very direct in temptation to get money.
After the words came, dozens of militants took a few steps forward, carrying various rocket launchers and earth cannons, and wanted to bombard Tang Ruoxue and the others.
The mercenary captain fireworks shot out a gun at them without saying a word.
The gun fell and the rocket launcher was hit. The rocket exploded on the spot, immediately overturning dozens of people.
The other rockets also shot randomly, either hitting the sky or hitting their own people.
Nearly a hundred people died suddenly.
If the Beret man hadn't been hiding behind the big back and had shields and car protection, he would have probably been blown up.
"Kill, kill, kill me!"
Seeing the fireworks so powerful, the Beret man was so angry that he no longer organized heavy weapons charges.
He directly transferred three bulldozers to rush towards Tang Ruoxue and his residential building.
More than a hundred murderers followed behind the bulldozer and shot.
Fireworks and the others first remained silent and allowed the enemy to charge and shoot.
When they were about to push to the door, the fireworks yelled: "Open the fire!"
More than 20 Tang mercenaries acted immediately.
First, a few explosives that had long been thrown into the street corpses exploded, blowing the bulldozer upside down.
Then there was a ruthless shooting poking out from the gun.
Bang bang bang, gunshots kept ringing.
After the gunshot, nearly a hundred militants fell to the ground screaming.
Many enemies who were holding guns had no chance to aim, and fell to the ground with their heads.
After killing nearly a hundred enemies, Fireworks quickly changed positions.
When the enemy subconsciously poured the bullets into their original position, fireworks and mercenaries continued to emerge from the other bunkers.
The bullet hit the enemy's body accurately, and dozens of people screamed and fell to the ground.
More than 20 Tang mercenaries kept firing fire.
The enemies who rushed over fell in groups of three or five, and the people who had no bullets hurriedly fell down and shot randomly.
Several arrogant enemies died of grief and anger, and took out a few thunderstorms and wanted to throw them in.
But they just took it out and were hit on the forehead by the fireworks.
Then the thunder exploded on the spot, and more than a dozen enemies flew everywhere.
"A bunch of waste!"
When the enemy was severely injured and had to retreat and rectify, Tang Ruoxue was making a cup of coffee for himself.
While she tasted it, she looked at the fierce battle, and her eyes were not full of waves.
These mobs are not worth her attack.
What she wants is to compete with the mastermind behind the scenes.