Hearing what Zhang Manman said, Fang Tao looked out of the car.
Sure enough, ten meters away, there was a pair of young men and women walking towards the heavily guarded checkpoint.
Looking into the distance, the two are very young, both eighteen and nine years old.
The girl has a beautiful face, bright eyes, fair skin, and can be broken by blowing, giving a fresh and refined feeling.
This one-in-a-million beauty will become the focus wherever she goes.
Just like now, many warriors on the far level have turned their eyes to her, showing undisguised covetousness.
And the teenager next to her was a little plain in comparison, but invisibly, revealed a dusty temperament that was incompatible with his age, as if he was an outsider.
Fang Tao saw at first glance that the young men and women were not natives of Siam, but Chinese.
Seeing that the two were getting closer and closer to the checkpoint, Fang Tao became anxious. He couldn't bear to see the two "going into the tiger's mouth", and ignoring the potential danger, he quickly opened the door and got out of the car.
Zhang Manman in the co-pilot also followed out.
"Hey...wait!" Fang Tao yelled as he walked forward quickly.
There is no doubt that these young men and women are Ye Fan and Hua Jieyu.
Hearing the shouts from behind, the two stopped at the same time and turned around.
"Huh? Sir...Are you calling us, what's the matter?" Hua Jieyu asked Fang Tao with a confused expression.
"Two, I'm Fang Tao, a reporter from China News!"
Fang Tao took out his press card, shook it in front of the two of them, and continued: "You must not go any further! Siam is very chaotic. The warlords are powerful and cover the sky with one hand. If you continue to move forward, you will be caught As an impact level, those soldiers will definitely shoot!"
"Thank you for your kindness!" Ye Fan smiled slightly, and then turned around: "But-I'm in a hurry!"
"Young man, why don't you listen to persuasion?" Fang Tao said anxiously: "These Siamese fighters, one by one, kill without blinking. Even if you are killed, no one will stand up for you!"
"Yeah!" Zhang Manman next to him also persuaded: "There is no need to be in a hurry to kill you! Teacher Fang and I were going to interview the deputy prime minister of Siam, but because of the road closure, we had to wait obediently. Go!"
"Don't worry, they won't shoot with me!"
Although Ye Fan's voice was silent, it contained unparalleled self-confidence. That posture completely ignored the soldiers with live ammunition.
Fang Tao and Zhang Manman were both taken aback as soon as they said this, with weird expressions on their faces.
After a while, Zhang Manman looked up and down Ye Fan, and then asked, "Could it be...you are the illegitimate son of the King of Siam?"
"Of course not! I'm an authentic Chinese!" Ye Fan said with his head high.
"Then... Which Siamese warlord do you have a life-long friendship with?" Zhang Manman asked again.
"These Siamese warlords are all frantic executioners, how can they be worthy of befriending me?" Ye Fan said with disdain.
"Since you don't have any capital, how dare you go to the level? This is no different from sending you to death!" Zhang Manman looked suspicious, completely confused about the situation.
"Shanren has a clever plan!" Ye Fan sold a pass and continued: "Aren't you in a hurry? Start the car and follow me. Those Siamese fighters will make way for us!"
"Huh...you're so young, your tone isn't small!"
Fang Tao yelled, and at the same time frowned his brows into a Sichuan shape, his attitude was much harder than before, and he obviously regarded Ye Fan as a liar who ran a train with his mouth full.
When Ye Fan saw this, he felt like watching fire in his heart, but he didn't explain anything. He turned his head and said to Hua Jie beside him: "Let's go!"
As he said, he walked towards the checkpoint without looking back, Hua Jieyu followed closely behind.
Looking at the backs of the two, Zhang Manman opened his lips slightly and wanted to persuade.
But Fang Tao rushed and said, "Manman, since they are going to die, we can't stop them. Let them go!"
Hearing this, Zhang Manman no longer said much, but his eyes were always looking at Ye Fan and Hua Jieyu, sweating for them.
...
At the same time, there were many passers-by in the venue, who noticed the strangeness here and started talking:
"Damn! Are these two guys looking for death? How dare you go to the level!"
"Hehe...I guess it's a foreigner, I don't know our situation in Siam, the two of them are dead!"
"That's right! If you rush over like this, you will definitely be shot to death!"
"That's not necessarily true! Of course a man must die, but that girl is so beautiful, she will probably be taken away and dedicated to the warlord leader! Hey...the ultimate fate, I'm afraid it might as well be killed directly!"
Checkpoint.
There are thousands of soldiers with live ammunition guarding the several kilometers long traffic arteries.
Seeing a pair of strange men and women coming to break through the barrier, several soldiers rushed over, raised their guns and aimed at them, threatening at the same time: "Stop! This is General Bamo's troops. Who are you who dare to trespass? You're bored. Huh?"
"General Bamo, I have never heard of it!"
Ye Fan curled his lips and said disdainfully: "Even Kunsha was destroyed by me. What are the other warlords? Give you three minutes to clear the way for me to pass! Otherwise, you all go to Kunsha to bury him. !"
"boom!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a blockbuster hitting the calm water surface, causing a thousand waves.
The soldiers looked at each other, and they all saw panic and fear in each other's eyes.
The rumor last night has spread throughout most of Siam, and of course they have heard of it.
It is said that the messenger sent by the gods was a Chinese teenager with black hair and black eyes. He brought the punishment of the of destruction, killing tens of thousands of soldiers and hundreds of tanks with just one move.
And now, looking at Ye Fan in front of them, they only felt a coolness pouring from the soles of their feet to the heavenly spirit cover, trembling with fright.
"Your Excellency... wait! Let's go up and ask for instructions!"
These soldiers, after all, had never seen Ye Fan before, and were unsure of his identity, they ran to the rear in a panic.
A few minutes later, there was a person who looked like an officer, with a dozen soldiers, and walked here quickly.
Those ten or so soldiers were all survivors of the battle last night. They had just escaped from the valley and were taken up by other warlords, and now they are just in time to recognize them.
Before reaching Ye Fan, when the distance was still tens of meters, the body of the ten or so soldiers was shaken as if they had been petrified, unable to move.
It took a few seconds for them to come back to their senses, and then fell to their knees abruptly, with a pious expression, and shouted:
"The messenger of the gods! It is the messenger of the gods coming!"
The shouts of more than a dozen soldiers were very loud, and the soldiers around could hear them clearly.
The next moment, something incredible happened
"thump!"
"thump!"
"thump!"
Thousands of Siamese fighters in the level dropped their weapons and bowed in the direction of Ye Fan.
That battle is like a devout believer, worshipping the supreme god.
In the distance, the passers-by who were just talking cold words and waiting to watch the good show were all dumbfounded, dumbfounded, with a expression on their faces, and there was a huge wave in their hearts, beyond surprise.
This scene that happened before them caused an unprecedented visual impact on them.
They never expected that a warlord soldier who kills without blinking would worship an unremarkable Chinese teenager.
This is really incredible!
At this time, the officer in the lead ran all the way to Ye Fan, and said in the most humble tone: "My lord, I am a subordinate of General Bamo. I don't know if you are coming here, and if you miss it, please forgive me! "
"I want to go over and clear the road!" Ye Fan said lightly.
"Yes!" The officer saluted at once, then gave orders and ordered the troops to retreat.
Within two or three minutes, the army of thousands of people quickly retreated.
To be more precise, it is not retreating, but fleeing, as if encountering some terrifying enemy.
...
Under the attention of everyone, Ye Fan took Hua Jieyu and went away.
Looking at the back of the two, those passersby were completely dumbfounded.
"Teacher Fang, what...what is going on?" Zhang Manman stammered.
"Manman, didn't you hear a gossip before?" Fang Tao said suddenly.
"Ah!" Zhang Manman uttered a tender call: "Could it be that the young man just now was..."
"Yes!"
Fang Tao nodded, adding a bit of unprecedented reverence in his tone, and continued:
"He is a legend!"
