"Yanyan...!" Huang Zixuan was so excited that he almost blurted out his identity.
"What Yan? I, Yan Tiangang, am so unlucky that I met you unlucky guys." Yifan immediately responded, raising his eyebrows and blocking Huang Zixuan's words.
At the same time, he also deliberately revealed his identity, with the obvious intention of telling Huang Zixuan not to reveal his true identity.
"Yan Yan. Master Yan Tiangang...!" Huang Zixuan, after struggling for a long time, finally succeeded in changing his words and called out this extremely unfamiliar name.
"Yan Tiangang, who are you? Are you from Yancheng?" Wang Xingcai looked at Yifan with a critical look.
"Huang Zixuan, do you know him? He is a big shot in Yancheng? He can't be a fake, right?"
"No matter how I look at him, I feel that apart from his clothes and his eyes, which are barely enough to get by, the rest of him is very ordinary."
After Huang Zixuan heard Wang Xingcai's words, he felt like he was struck by five thunders. He was completely confused, and his heart was pounding;
Oh cake seller! Is this woman named Wang Xingcai a pig-headed person? She actually said such words to that person, it's over, it's over, what should I do
"You, you...!" Huang Zixuan pointed at Wang Xingcai, his expression horrified and exaggerated to the extreme. However, after only looking at you for a long time, he couldn't hold back a complete sentence.
Zhang Wenmo, on the other hand, also said with a critical look on his face: "Wow, what Yan Tiangang, it's like 2,580,000 yuan, but it's just a fourth-order evolver."
"Please, the person pretending to be Yancheng, please be more professional, please? He found such a scumbag."
Wang Xingcai and Zhang Wenmo wrote a lot of words up and down. At the same time, the look in their eyes was extremely scrutinizing, even with a little contempt.
The followers behind the two of them, and even Huang Zixuan's followers, the three fourth-order evolvers, were all eager to try.
"Cough cough cough!"
Huang Zixuan wanted to persuade him for thousands of dollars, but he was once again shocked by Zhang Wenmo's remarks. That guy Zhang Wenmo actually openly shouted that he was a scumbag.
Huang Zixuan immediately trembled and backed away, standing quietly and honestly beside Yifan. Obviously, he was using his actions to show that he didn't know them, so you can do whatever you want.
Yifan had a smile on his face. His fourth-level strength was naturally displayed deliberately. He didn't expect that there would be times in his life when he would be scolded as a scumbag, which was quite interesting.
Yifan became interested and asked with a hint of amusement, "Which city are you two from?"
The look on his face was quite arrogant, which made Wang Xingcai and Zhang Wenmo a little stunned.
Huang Zixuan, on the other hand, immediately responded: "Master Yan Tiangang, of these two guys, the girl's name is Wang Xingcai, from Shishan City in City C."
"The male one.!"
"Huang Zixuan, are you sick?" Zhang Wenmo interrupted Huang Zixuan rudely.
Yifan almost cried without laughing. With a smile on his face, he looked at Huang Zixuan and said seriously: "You are indeed sick. I am asking them, why are you messing around?"
Hearing Yifan's words, Huang Zixuan smiled bitterly and threw it to Wang Xingcai. Zhang Wenmo and Zhang Wenmo looked helpless and shut their mouths completely.
Zhang Wenmo and Wang Xingcai finally discovered something strange about their companion. This was not the first day they met Huang Zixuan.
Naturally, we also know what this guy is like. This guy is not a coward, but since he met this person who calls himself Yan Tiangang, his behavior has become more and more weird.
When something goes wrong, there must be a monster.
Huang Zixuan is suddenly so honest. Is this Yan Tiangang really a relative of some big shot in Tianyan City
In the final analysis, the two of them were not complete idiots. They were just too abrupt before, and Yifan's sarcastic tone when he appeared on the scene affected their judgment.
However, now, after thinking about it carefully, the two of them found that this guy named Yan Tiangang became more and more mysterious the more they thought about it.
He had just squeezed out of the wall, but Wang Xingcai discovered that the wall was still intact except for a little deformation.
Moreover, although it was only the fourth level, it made Wang Xingcai inexplicably feel that the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a mountain.
The most important thing is that this guy is 70-80% similar to a portrait that the elders in his family showed them.
Although this guy definitely couldn't be that person, it was the Rock King's car that Huang Zixuan just mentioned.
As well as Huang Zixuan's various suspicious performances, the two of them have basically confirmed that this guy should be from Yancheng. Although his strength is not great, his status is definitely not low.
In fact, this guy looks somewhat similar to Rock King, and perhaps he is actually a relative of Rock King.
When they thought of this, the expressions on their faces immediately became much calmer. From time to time, they looked at Yifan carefully with curious eyes.
Seeing the expressions of the two of them, Yifan calmed down a lot, and kept peeking, a little funny: "Stop looking, can you tell me now, where are you from?"
After Wang Xingcai and Zhang Wenmo looked at each other, Wang Xingcai spoke first: "Huang Zixuan didn't lie, my name is Wang Xingcai, and I come from Shishan City."
"Chunhua Town, Shishan City? Is your father Wang Changde?" Yifan asked with a slight smile, and a middle-aged man with a slightly obscene smile flashed in his mind.
Wang Xingcai said with a little surprise: "Do you know my dad?"
Yifan said nonchalantly: "I've met him once, but I'm not too familiar with him. Let me take a look at the invitation letter."
The follower on one side, the arrogant fourth-level evolver just now, immediately and cleverly handed over a piece of rock carving that looked like paper.
Yifan took it casually, glanced at it briefly, handed it back, and said calmly: "Follow me in a minute and take you to Yancheng."
Then he looked at Zhang Wenmo with questioning eyes, and the latter seemed to feel that the aura of the other person was completely different from just now.
He immediately said honestly: "Zhang Wenmo is from Wushan City."
Yifan stretched out his hand: "Take out the invitation letter and let me take a look."
Zhang Wenmo didn't have any temper this time and immediately asked his entourage to hand over the invitation letter.
Yifan passed his hands casually, and then said: "Well, that's enough, pull out your weapons and follow."
After saying this, Yifan stopped inking and squeezed out from the position of the wall where he had just entered.
"Boom.!"
The wooden figure in the dilapidated bungalow opened in response, and six people from Huang Zixuan filed out and quickly followed the running Yifan.
Not far behind them, the corpses were also running at high speed, not far away from them.
In fact, the reason why the six people entered the small bungalow was because they saw Mo Yi swooping down towards them, so they had no choice but to hide in the small bungalow.
Who would have known that Mo Yi didn't wait, but instead waited for Yi Fan. At the moment, Yi Fan was communicating with Mo Yi through a contract.
"Master, on your left, in a small square about 500 meters away, are surrounded by zombies. If there is no rescue, there will be casualties within five minutes. Do you need me to rescue?" Mo Yi's clear voice said in resounded in Yifan's spiritual world.
Yifan frowned and said in a low voice in the spiritual world: "You continue to pay close attention to the situation below from the sky. I will go to that small square."
Yifan glanced at Huang Zixuan, and then shouted: "Huang Zixuan, run as fast as you can toward Tianyan City. I'll come as soon as I can."
"Whoops!"
A flash of dark red crystal light made Huang Zixuan and others feel their eyes dazzled and they had lost sight of Yifan.
Wang Xingcai and Zhang Wenmo looked at Yifan who disappeared like a thin line, and immediately exclaimed: "Huang Zixuan, tell me who that guy is."
Huang Zixuan said helplessly: "I'm sorry, that person won't let me talk. Maybe you can discuss it with him later."
While Huang Zixuan was running away at high speed, he said these words, which made Wang Xingcai and Zhang Wenmo look at each other.
However, the former ignored the two of them and shot out at the lead.
In the small square on the left.
Eight evolvers were surrounded by hundreds of zombies. They were fighting and retreating. During this period, they had organized two breakouts, but neither of them succeeded.
The group of corpses was too dense, and their highest strength was only the fifth level.
Of the six men and two women, three of them, two men and one woman, have lost the prize, but they have not given up hope and are still fighting desperately.
Fortunately, during the period of major military regions, the Northern Military Region formulated immunity medicines very early, and it was quickly popularized.
Therefore, humans no longer have to worry about the issue of zombies a few months ago.
"Whoops!"
The wind roared, and fireballs the size of basketballs shot directly at an evolver holding a knife.
This guy's knife seemed to be firmly grasped by a fourth-level zombie, and it was delayed for just this moment.
Next to it, several flaming zombies in the distance immediately shot out fireballs the size of basketballs, hitting the human evolver's head directly.
The knife-wielding evolver was also extremely alert. He immediately let go of the knife, flipped twice, and retreated quickly.
"Whoops!"
The roar of the wind has reached his ears. After dodging four or five fireballs, the evolver still couldn't escape the last fireball.
Although, he has mobilized the dark energy throughout his body to form a translucent milky white shield.
However, even if he blocked this fatal fireball, he still could not escape death.
Because, the moment he stood still, two level four sharp-blade zombies had already spun around and shot behind him.
Two bone blades were swung at the neck and stabbed at the back of the heart. If there were no accidents, this fourth-level peak evolver would have died immediately.
His companions were all in a tough fight. At this time, no one could provide him with effective rescue.
There is even a companion who is facing the test of life and death just like him.
Only one of the early fifth-level evolvers was in slightly better fighting condition. He managed to slash out a sword, which was the only rescue.
"Whoops!"
The wind roared, and the swords flew. One of the corpses with a sharp blade originally stabbed the back of the heart, but immediately changed its move and raised the bone blade to make a fierce sweep.
"Bang!"
The fireball hit the arm protecting the right side of his face, and the energy overflowed, causing him to stumble to the right.
A sharp bone blade was swept from the right side, facing his neck. At this moment, he knew that he was probably not going to survive.
However, at this moment, in his peripheral vision, a ray of red crystal light was flying towards him very quickly.
(End of chapter)