The reporters stayed in the venue like frightened animals, waiting for the arrival of Kyushu officials.
Even though all of them at the scene were filled with grief, anger and pain, facing the more powerful Kyushu and facing the black muzzle of the gun, no one dared to talk about respect and rights at this time. This is probably the most important thing they have experienced since they started working.
A frustrating press conference.
But there is no other way. Who lets the backer behind him collapse? Who lets Kyushu kill first and then show off?
Almost as soon as the war began, His Majesty the First Emperor's Great Wall (planetary weapon) spanned several countries between the two sides, directly building a bridge in the sky connecting Kyushu and Neon.
In just half a day, half a million soldiers and various large weapons entered the neon...
What followed was a one-sided takeover ceremony. Amidst the loud Qin Song - Wu Yi, the neon lights collapsed at the first touch. The ancient ninjas and warriors disappeared into a mass of gray-black mist, and most of the island changed hands.
Now, nine commanders and millions of residents are besieged in Tokyo. Half...oh no, it won't even take half a day, a few hours or even less, the final verdict will be handed down!
Unlike the people who need to be "appeased", reporters like them are not entitled to the same treatment as TV stations.
Even in such sad days, they still have to continue their work and deliver the latest live news to the public (acting as megaphones).
"It's been two hours and it's not over yet... Do we still have hope of victory?" A reporter who was about to burst his mineral water bottle asked with a little anticipation.
"Yeah, it's been too long and there's been no news. I'm afraid there's really no chance of a comeback!"
"You two are still dreaming about such unrealistic dreams... Da Qin, oh no, Kyushu, this time I sent just the warrior master (Tara), a strong man who belongs to the fourth level myth.
There are four of us, how can we make a comeback? Are we confident?"
The short and delicate woman ruthlessly interrupted the fantasy of her colleagues. She raised her head and stared at the elevator in the far corner, waiting for the figure to appear in the elevator when it opened.
As time passed by, just when the slightly mean female reporter was feeling faintly shaken, the personnel responsible for guarding them changed.
Among the soldiers wearing modern body armor, there were more than a dozen soldiers wearing mechanical armor that only appeared in science fiction movies and carrying ship-cutting knives. These latecomers stood near the reporters.
The upright posture and the solemn atmosphere almost frightened every reporter present. The little hope that had just been raised disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Are they sure that what appears before them now is not an alien cooperating with Kyushu, but a warrior from Kyushu?
Before this, their self-defense forces and samurai were fighting against monsters like this?
"Thanks to Speaker Li Si, if it weren't for your help, these neon devils' plot would have almost succeeded."
Meng Tian said with lingering fear, and at the same time, he tied up Tara and all nine of his commanders with the chains given by the First Emperor that could block all abilities. Although he was warned by several other modern speakers about the dangers of neon before coming,
And Meng Tian also raised his expectations for Neon in his mind, but he still didn't care to some extent.
After all, he was the general of the Great Qin Empire, a sharp blade for His Majesty the First Emperor in conquering the world, and the main general in the fight against the alien invader - the King of the Huns... Facing a weak island country, how could he
How to be cautious? Do we need to be as serious as we were towards the former King of the Huns?
However, there are some things in this world...
Although Tara and his commanders failed to cause any trouble to the army, this guy almost activated the forbidden technique they had buried in the shadow of the Neon Man and drained the souls of all the people.
If such a thing really happens, even if Kyushu is caught, there will be no room for explanation. The annihilation of an island country that has no ability to resist, such a brutal act, will have an extremely serious impact on Kyushu's image among the countries.
blow.
Fortunately, His Majesty sent Li Si and Wei Liaozi together for insurance. With these two equals, he did not become the sinner of the entire Kyushu!
At this time, Meng Tian looked at the tied up Tara, touched his chin and thought for a moment, then added a few more chains to pierce his body and tie him up tightly.
Then, guided by the Great Wall, a group of people stepped onto the city wall. After a short air transport, Meng Tian, who was escorting Tara, was transported to the gate of the Kyoto Square.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
When the sound of heavy chains and the clear sound of a group of people trampling on the marble rang out, the reporters who were sitting there waiting anxiously turned their heads almost indiscriminately. The photographer's camera, which had been turned on, was focused on Tara, who was once a king.
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When they saw the figures bound by chains, everyone fell silent for a moment.
His naked upper body was a bright red color, and his devilish face had two pale beards. If they hadn't seen that the remaining armor on his legs was exactly the same as the armor of the soldier Lord Tara, the reporters present would not have believed it.
A guy with such a terrifying appearance could actually be their respected military leader!
And those behind them...are suspected to be the existence of nine commanders. Although these adults once wore armor all day long, they were also lucky enough to see the faces of the commanders at the press conference. They were all handsome and cheerful middle-aged/young people.
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With all of these deformed bodies and ferocious appearances, couldn't it be that the Kyushu people used some insidious means to deliberately show it to them?
Although they were full of doubts and suspicions, the paparazzi's nature still prompted the photographers to constantly adjust their lenses. The cameras that took pictures alone made a continuous clicking sound.
The armored warriors who had been waiting here for a long time raised their ship-cutting knives and pointed them directly at some over-excited reporters. The rest took the chain of ban from Meng Tian's hand and took the ten defeated soldiers with them.
The person walked off stage.
"Here, I announce that the handover task has been accomplished!" Facing the reporters' guns and cannons, Meng Tian always had a faint smile on his face: "Because the finishing work is still going on, I am the only one attending this press conference.
Come and participate.”
"Journalists, if you have any questions, you can ask them!"
Meng Tian walked onto the red carpet with steady steps, put his hands on the table, took off his helmet and stared at the reporters below.
After the words fell, the venue fell silent for a moment, all the whispers were quiet at this moment, and pairs of wide eyes stared at Meng Tian who was sitting on the stage in silence.
[I almost didn’t get the update today, but fortunately my hand speed was enough, so I almost had perfect attendance. It scared the baby to death!]