This woman is in her twenties, dressed in a gorgeous police uniform, with a dashing appearance, a delicate face with a hint of majesty, and the most eye-catching thing is her waist-length ponytail.
Ye Fan grabbed a bunch of leaves and used the Gang Qi to wrap them around and cover his body.
Still a little embarrassed.
"You have silver hair. It seems that you are Ye Fan, the most famous genius in the martial arts world recently."
"That's right, it's me. Beauty, what's your name?"
"Jian Wei."
"Thank you, Miss Jane, for taking action in time, otherwise I would be in big trouble."
Unexpectedly, Jian Wei squinted her eyes and snorted coldly: "Isn't it rumored that you killed eight peak giants? Why can't you deal with a group of black-robed men who are not peak giants? I think you, a genius, are a bit unworthy of your reputation."
"Um, um..." Ye Fan said awkwardly: "I was careless. I didn't expect that the Corpse Man Organization has so many methods. Miss Jian, I owe you a favor. Do you want to leave your contact information? What can I do in the future?
If you need my help, you can contact me."
"No need. If I encounter difficulties, someone will help me. I don't need you."
Jian Wei spoke righteously and said word for word; "I am the captain of the state border patrol. This mountain forest has been destroyed and needs compensation. If the people of the Corpse Man organization escape, they can only find you."
"Does this still require compensation?"
"Of course, if the forest is destroyed unscrupulously, the environment will become bad in a few years. This is a major matter related to mankind."
"That makes sense." Ye Fan asked, "How much compensation is needed?"
"I roughly estimate that it will cost 300 million. For details, there will be an audit by the Senleng Public Security Bureau later."
"Don't bother, I will give you 500 million. You can take the extra money as a small favor from me." Ye Fan laughed and said: "But I have nothing now and can't pay the compensation.
If you have a pen and paper, I'll write you a note, and you can go to the capital to ask for it from my brother."
Seeing the doubtful look on Jian Wei's face, Ye Fan laughed and said: "I am a celebrity after all, so I won't default on my debt."
Jian Wei returned to the plane and took out a pen and paper; Ye Fan wrote down Xingtian's phone number and the address of Tianzun Mansion.
"anymore question?"
"Okay, you can go." Jian Wei put away the pen and paper and walked into the fighter plane, not forgetting to remind: "Be careful, you won't be so lucky next time and someone will save you."
boom!
The fighter plane broke through the sky and flew away.
Ye Fan smiled bitterly, he was actually despised by a little girl.
"Damn it, don't be careless anymore. It's also because of the strange secret skills of the Corpse Man Organization."
"Don't underestimate the people of the world!"
Ye Fan's mood changed slightly and became more calm.
During these days, he had been fighting and killing, making continuous progress and breakthroughs, and it was inevitable that he would feel impetuous and arrogant; after all, he was a twenty-two-year-old young man, full of energy and domineering.
After some blows, he naturally becomes calm.
This is actually tempering.
Ye Fan found the Thunder Fighter and changed into new clothes; it would take a day to go to the Northern Wasteland, which was enough for him to recover from his injuries.
...
In Beiliang City, the war rages again.
The second wave of attacks by the supernatural army has begun. This time, their firepower is stronger than before, and their defensive equipment is more complete.
This doubled the pressure on the defenders of Beiliang City.
"Deputy Commander, look quickly."
On the top of the city, a general suddenly pointed and shouted in the distance, which was a turbulent patch of yellow sand.
Covering the sky and the sun, it swept in.
The deputy commander was shocked: "No, it's the false god who can control the sand. Hurry, blast the yellow sand. Once it spreads and submerges, the consequences will be disastrous."
Boom boom boom!
The rocket launchers were launched wildly, blasting the yellow sand belt full of holes.
But.
It healed in a short while.
Because there is yellow sand as far as the eye can see outside the pass, which cannot be blown up.
"Deputy Commander, what should I do?"
"Rainfall."
The vice president was a three-star general who was very astute and analyzed: "Rainfall can make the yellow sand heavy, so the false god should be unable to control it."
"Deputy Commander, you can use freezing bombs."
"There's no rush." The vice president shook his head, "There is not much storage of freezing bombs. This is our trump card and cannot be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary."