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Chapter 2750: Sympathy

Ye Fan has already seen that the conflicts these days are all directed at him intentionally or unintentionally.

The purpose was to create a gap between him and the border army generals.

The generals of the border army who did not know much about him were naturally unhappy when they saw that Ye Fan, who had no military exploits, was treated as a guest by Shen Qiye.

They have been going through life and death at the border all year round, and everyone is scarred, and countless of their companions have died on the battlefield.

They have paid so much for Xia Guo and the Shen family, but they are not as respected as Ye Fan, a foreign boy. It feels too uncomfortable.

It's just that they respect and admire Shen Qiye extremely, so it's impossible for them to have any complaints against Shen Qiye.

They targeted Ye Fan for their conflict.

They believed that Ye Fan was taking advantage of his kindness to seek retribution.

So India fanned the flames a little bit, and the two sides clashed again and again.

And Ye Fan also saw the intention of Indian Po. She wanted one hundred thousand border troops to hate Ye Fan, so that Ye Fan would lose the possibility of controlling Yanmen Pass.

As long as the 100,000 border troops were deeply hostile to Ye Fan, Shen Qiye would not dare to hand over the border troops to Ye Fan's command.

Otherwise, the troops may lose morale and pack their bags and go home, or at worst, arouse public anger and lead to a mutiny.

Ye Fan saw this, so he simply stopped doing nothing and used the conflict to injure and kill the border generals.

India wants to separate the two parties, so Ye Fan directly abolishes them, which not only deepens the gap between the two parties, but also reduces India's bargaining chips.

One by one, the generals were eliminated and killed, and the number of generals that Indian Po could control became smaller and smaller, which meant that his strength was severely damaged.

When Indian Po asked someone to drive a car into a car, Ye Fan ran over the car and the driver to death, leaving Indian Po to steal the chicken but lose the rice.

Two hours later, a yard near Edinburgh.

Sword God Li Taibai handed a pill to India Po, with a hint of indifference in his tone: "Take this pill, it can suppress your internal injuries."

"Ye Fan's punch has already hurt your internal organs."

"This is considered merciful on his part, otherwise he would have used the 80% power he had in the Shenjiabao battle, and you would have been hard-core by now."

"Why did you cause so many things between Bian Jun and Ye Fan?"

"At the beginning, you suggested to Shen Shuai that Ye Fan should sit in the prime position to express your high respect and gratitude."

"I thought you were sincerely grateful for Ye Fan's performance in Shenjiabao and covering our evacuation."

"Now it seems that you are deliberately putting Mark on the stove to roast."

"A strange young man whose military exploits were deliberately concealed sat in a prime position when he arrived at Yanmen Pass. How could the frontier army be in no mood?"

"Every inch of land here is soaked with the blood of themselves and their companions. It is their root and their life."

"If outsiders come in unexpectedly and sit in prime seats, they will become the target of public criticism."

"You said that Ye Fan is pretty good to us. Why do you do so many things?"

The Sword God sat down opposite India Po and poured her a glass of warm water: "Are you still worried about the leg that was broken by him?"

"I'm not willing to give in. I'm not willing to give in for Shen Shuai!"

Yinpo's original emotions suddenly burst out: "I am Shuai Shen and I followed him when he started a bowl."

"Shuai Shen has endured so many hardships, endured so many sins, and been so tired, I have seen them all, and we have endured them together."

"How many brothers and sisters died during this period, I know it very clearly in my heart."

"So I know how difficult it is for Shen Shuai to get to where he is today."

"Every inch of land and every honor was earned by Shen Shuai with his blood and life."

"Shenjiabao and Tianbei Province are gone. Now Shen Shuai is left with Yanmen Pass."

"If you hand over this family fortune to Ye Fan and Tulongdian, Shuai Shen will have nothing."

"The efforts and savings of these decades have all been used to make wedding clothes for others."

"I'm not willing to give in, and I'm not willing to give in to Shen Shuai either."

"So I want to create a gap between Ye Fan and the border troops, so that Ye Fan can know our resistance."

Inpo told the Sword God everything in her heart, so that her emotions could be completely released.

Li Taibai sighed: "Shuai Shen is kneeling down and surrendering, so why should you be persistent?"

Inpo's fists were slightly clenched, recalling the scene of the decisive battle in Shenjiabao, and there was a hint of aggrievedness on her face: "We knelt down and surrendered in Shenjiabao, but our brains were hot."

"One is that I was shocked by Ye Fan's ability to turn the tide and his outstanding skills. Such a strong man in this world is worthy of admiration."

"One is that at that time, I had already determined that the entire Shen family would be annihilated. A show of gratitude before death would show our friendship."

"But who would have thought that our core not only survived, but also returned to Yanmen Pass."

"At this time and that time, the environment is different, and the state of mind is also different."

"Jack Ma, who is about to die of thirst in the desert, said that he would give you his entire family fortune in exchange for a bottle of water to survive. Do you really think that he will give you his entire family fortune after leaving the desert?"

"Anyone who really has this kind of understanding is either out of their minds or unable to position themselves correctly."

"Besides, what we are facing now are 300,000 foreign troops and Temu Wuyue's army."

"It's a battlefield with thousands of troops and horses firing with swords and guns."

"In the future, it is the 100,000 frontier soldiers who will determine the fate of Yanmen Pass and us, not Ye Fan."

Inpo said what was in her heart, then threw the pill into her mouth and drank warm water.

There were still no emotions on the Sword God's face. He just looked at Inpo and raised his head slightly: "Inpo, although what you said makes sense, I still have to say that you are offside."

"You're thinking about things you shouldn't be thinking about."

"You and I are worshipers of the Shen family. What we have to do as worshipers of the Shen family is to eat well and drink well and practice martial arts well."

"When Shuai Shen and the Shen family are in need or encounter a strong enemy, we stand up and use martial arts to solve his difficulties."

"We are warriors, and we rely on our fists to make a living. The focus should be on martial arts and improving ourselves, rather than complicated intrigues."

"You are just a worshiper, why should you not be willing to accept it for Shen Shuai?

What’s so frustrating about Ye Fan controlling the border army?”

"These are things for Shen Shuai to weigh the pros and cons, not for you to worry about."

"When you stand up and make trouble, you not only put the cart before the horse, but also bring a lot of trouble to Shuai Shen."

"Do you think your machinations and politics are more mature than those of Shen Shuai who has been standing for decades?"

"Think about it, Li Taibai, if I make you frown and worry..." "If Tianbei Province is lost like this, what will happen if international cargo ships dock at the port?

What should I do if this year’s GDP growth rate does not meet the target?”

Li Taibai looked at Po Yin and asked, "Do you think I have something wrong with my brain?"

Yin Po was startled for a moment, then sighed: "You don't understand how Shen Shuai and I cherish each other!"

Li Taibai narrowed his eyes: "What you did was instructed by Shen Shuai?"

"How could Shuai Shen give me instructions?"

There was a trace of passion on India's face: "He needs to instruct me to do things, and our years of life and death have been in vain..."


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