"Who? Who is talking? You are pretending to be a ghost, and you have the guts to show up!" Bayilon was like a fried chicken. He picked up the AK and fired randomly at the sky and the canyon. There was an endless stream of gunshots.
It was not until a few seconds after the shot was completed that the reverberating gunshots gradually disappeared, and calm returned to the canyon.
The four Lieyan girls looked at each other. That was the voice of a young man. If it was an illusion, how could both the enemy and us have an illusion at the same time? But at this juncture, who would come to save them?
Could it be from the Tianbao Special Forces?
However, after encountering Bayilong and the Twelve Gods of War, the Eight Girls of Lieyan were accurately captured by the enemy when they fled, and Huang Ke died because of this. Concubine Tang Shifei suspected that there was something evil inside the military, so she asked them to
All devices that could be located, including the communicator, were destroyed and they split up.
In such a huge Kachin State, what can Tianbao do to find him?
"Chinese people are just like that. They are as timid as mice and are too scared to show their heads." Bayilong looked up to the sky and laughed wildly. With the sixth of the twelve war gods beside him and a group of armed men, there was nothing to worry about.
"Thinking too much."
At this time, a young figure, as if walking in his own back garden, squeezed past Bayilon's men from the side and came straight to the four Lieyan girls.
He has an ordinary appearance, but in the eyes of Shan Yunxue and the four girls, he is of extraordinary significance!
They couldn't even breathe, this face...
Isn’t it the same Jiangzhou Wuzun who killed Chu Yan at Peng Hanqing’s memorial service!?
The four Lieyan girls even wondered if they were dreaming. When they hid in the cracks of the canyon, they expressed their regrets and fantasized about how great it would be if they could see the male god in their hearts and hug them again before they died...
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But that's just a theory, everyone knows it's impossible. They are not related to Jiangzhou Wuzun, and those high-ranking figures don't even know who they are or where they are?
Unexpectedly, the male god actually appeared in front of him now!
"Yun Xue, Sister Xiang, Fei'er, have you also seen the male god?" The man's mother-in-law looked at the approaching young man intently and asked with her heart beating rapidly.
"Look...I saw it."
The other three women nodded blankly.
"Shan Yunxue, Li Xiang, Nan Po, Hu Fei'er? It's you, right? If it is, it means I'm not late." Zhao Fan called four names in succession.
The four Lieyan girls all opened their mouths in disbelief, Jiangzhou Wu Zun actually knew their names!
Not a word wrong...
Not only that, but from what it sounds like, it sounds like someone is here specially for rescue?
They nodded in flattery.
"Yeah." Zhao Fan seemed to regard Bayilong's armed men, the three black boxing champions, and the three gun masters as if they were nothing. He said with a faint smile: "Sit down and rest for a while, and wait until I finish cooking.
This group of dogs will go together to meet Concubine Tang Shi and the others."
"good……"
Shan Yunxue and the four girls sat down obediently without any doubt. With the appearance of the male god, they felt relaxed all over. Just kidding, the first person under the Martial Saint is here, let alone the twelve gods of war, even if they are one
The Hundred and Twenty God of War will also be reduced to a chicken and a dog!
Bayilong changed a bunch of bullet clips and pointed the gun at the back of Zhao Fan's head, "Who are you?"
Just now he was stunned, because this young man, without any aura or power, regarded himself as air and came directly to the four Chinese girls, so his mentality was a bit like the tiger in the allusion of the Guizhou donkey's incompetence, and he was not sure for a while.
Zhao Fanbian turned around and said with a smile: "Me? Huaxia, also the people who kill you."
His smile is like a gentle sunshine.
It is very hot above the canyon. However, half of the members of Bayon and the Twelve War Gods are inexplicable.
Oriental recognition of Westerners is very low, and so on the other hand.
In addition, Zhao Fan did not have a highlight, so that the six gods of the Twelfth War did not recognize it at all. Besides, I did not think about it, how could Jiangzhou Wuzun appear in the one in Kechin, Myanmar.
Unknown canyon?
And Bayon, he does not pay attention to the martial arts world. In his heart, there are four things: poison, beauty, beasts and armed forces.
"presumptuous!"
Bayon listened to the words of the Chinese youth in his eyes, like a provocative lion, and directly pulled the trigger under the anger, and even the bullet hit the target like a torrent. And he was a good player who played the gun, the gun technology was so hot, and he actually made the fire.
No bullets have shifted!
The next moment, he was dumbfounded!
Seeing the young Chinese youth who was unhappy, one hand lifted up like wearing flowers, and there were countless disabled shadows appearing after almost the extreme.
No move.
When the gunfire fell, when the magazine was empty.
The posture of Zhao Fan's hand in a fist finally stopped, and all the residual shadows disappeared. At this moment, his five fingers were loosened, and a hot warhead with smoke piled up in the palm.
Immediately afterwards, the palm tilted, and the warhead fell on the ground.
The empty -handed firing bullet was taken on a shuttle AK!
The Four Women's excitement almost came out. It is indeed a male god, so there is no pressure at will!
Bayon's eyes were criminal. His bullets were specially made. The warhead has the power of penetrating the nails.
The six members of the Twelve Wars God showed a dignified face under the mask. This Chinese youth is not simple, not good.
"Baylon, you retreat." One of the black boxing king named Swots pushed the employer to the behind him. He didn't care about Bayon's life, but the Black Water Company and the Twelve War gods.
If the employer appears unexpectedly, the prominent prestige of the past will be affected.
As everyone knows, he thinks too much. Today, Bayon will die, Zhao Fan will not even let them go!
"Huaxia's friends, a strong person like you, shouldn't he be unknown?" The muscles on Sport were slightly surging, and a bloodthirsty smile on his face said: "It's a chance now, you are coming, you are approaching.
Before dying, you are qualified to let us know the name. "
"Wrong, it's you, not me." Zhao Fan laughed and said, "So, I also give you a choice, either take the initiative to take off the mask, or wait for me to pick it up.
"
"It's not old, it's not small." Swot's joints were crackling, and said: "I like to kill geniuses, especially the gifted by foreign countries."
When the words fell, he stepped forward and wanted one -on -one.
The opponent ’s karate to take the special bullets should be the class of Master Wudao. When Sport used to fight in the underground boxing world, he had broken his hand to break a martial arts master’ s neck, or in the middle period.
And the current Chinese youth, so young, are probably only at the level of early masters.
What surprised Spot was that Zhao Fan pointed a finger at him and said with contempt in his eyes: "You? No, let's go together, all six of them, so that I don't have to worry about killing them one by one."
"What?"
"This yellow-skinned boy is too arrogant!"
"Blast all his bones into pieces."
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The other five members couldn't bear this naked contempt. Two of them, the black boxing champions, quickly came to both sides of Spot, while the three gun masters each set up their hot weapons and prepared to use them like a storm.
Offensive, the Chinese youth who did not know the heights of the sky were eliminated.
At the same time, Zhao Fan put one hand behind his back, and a golden brilliance floated on his palm facing the four flame girls.
The next moment, golden brilliance filled the air, forming an invisible and colorless barrier, because he was worried that the three gun masters would affect them. The bullets were too fast. If the trajectory was controlled by thoughts from three directions, the continuous firepower would be
Under this circumstance, Zhao Fan was not sure that he could intercept them all.
"Yellow-skinned boy, suffer death!"
Spot's fist, which was as big as a plate and exploded with power, came straight at him. The other two black boxing champions also swept out a whip kick from both sides, one up and one down, making a terrifying whistling sound.
, almost causing the void to bloom!
In the eyes of everyone present, Zhao Fan stood there like a helpless grass in the storm, numb and motionless, as if he was scared...
Just when the three major black boxing champions' attacks were about to fall on him.
"Pah, pah, pah!"
Three deafening sounds sounded in succession, and Zhao Fan put down his left hand lightly. His right hand, including other parts of his body, had not moved at all.
But Spot's big black boxing champion was like a battleship overturned by waves, flying ten meters away and landing on the ground. Their heads were like watermelons that had been kicked open, with several shocking holes.
Half of their faces were distorted and sunken in. They all lay on the ground and twitched twice before dying!