"Anchor, I envy you so much, I really envy you." In the live broadcast room, the colorful barrage of the real hero popped out, and he didn't know why the corners of his eyes were moist, which he couldn't have imagined before, he originally thought that he was cold-blooded and would not be moved by anything, but today he only saw the scenery in Wang Yan's field of vision, and he shed tears that he had not seen for a long time.

"I really want to follow the anchor to a different world trip that I can go and go, or the Arad continent that I am looking forward to the most, I will be a fan of the anchor in the future, no one will want to stop me."

"Crossing the anchor, follow."

Wang Yan looked at the top of the mountain with ultra-long-range glasses, and could already see the snow on the peak, which is only a few hundred kilometers away from the location of the Bantu people, even in summer, the snow on the top of the mountain will not completely melt, and under the snow-white mountaintop, there is a verdant mountain jungle, this magnificent scenery makes the audience in the live broadcast room can't help but hold their breath.

Taking back the binoculars, Wang Yan glanced at the speeches in the live broadcast room a few times, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the crowd on the street in the distance gathering somewhere, even if they were far away, he could see those people gathered together.

"Huh? There's a little going on here, let's see. Wang Yan picked up the binoculars again, turned to the place where the crowd gathered, and just looked at it for a few seconds, his whole body trembled with anger.

"Aren't these the two fathers and sons who are with the anchor? I was beaten so badly. In the picture of the live broadcast room, what appeared was what Wang Yan saw, Zhushi was being besieged by four or five people at the moment, and he was already crumbling to be beaten, and Arnold was trampled on the ground by someone, the corners of his mouth were full of blood and he struggled to get up and fight back, and the bright red blood sprinkled on the bluestone slabs around him, which was extremely dazzling.

"I'll grass your ancestors." Wang Yan's eyes were about to split, and he turned his head and shouted to Liu Zong in the courtyard: "Master Zhushi and Arnold have been beaten, in this direction, follow quickly." ”

He stretched out his hand and pointed in the direction where the crowd had gathered, and then his figure disappeared above the roof in an instant, Liu Zong's eyes suddenly turned red when he heard this, and he ran a few steps with a loud shout, directly breaking through the wall, and running in the direction that Wang Yan was pointing.

"Wow, the anchor's way of teleporting is more exaggerated than light work." Wang Yan didn't have time to change the live broadcast mode, at this time, the audience in the live broadcast room saw Wang Yan's first perspective, at this moment the screen was shaking violently, just appeared on another roof in the blink of an eye, and then Wang Yan's heavy footsteps when he ran and the exclamations and angry scolding around him, and within a few seconds, the vision changed to another place again.

Wang Yan originally thought that the instantaneous displacement was enough, after all, the maximum distance was already fifty meters, but at the moment he felt that it was so short, and the cooling of 5 seconds seemed to be as long as half a century, he kept running on the roofs of the rows of buildings, and when the instantaneous step cooled down, he saw the position and staggered to the target directly across the maximum displacement of the instantaneous step, and then ran again.

"Stop!" Seeing that he had come to within 100 meters of the crowd, Wang Yan crossed the gap of several meters between the two roofs, and when his body was still in mid-air, he shouted angrily, seeing the crowd looking backwards, and the few people besieging Zhushi were also stunned and stopped, Wang Yan fell on the roof with a bow of his knees, ran more than ten meters and then jumped up in the air, and his body appeared in the distance 50 meters away when he was in mid-air.

crashed into the shed above a stall, and before the stall owner could carry his weapon, Wang Yan rolled around on the ground in embarrassment and got up and ran quickly towards the crowded place, shouting loudly: "Get out of the way, I have a bomb on me!" ”

"Ah~" The people around subconsciously exclaimed and fled from the street, so that Wang Yan could squeeze from the crowd into the most central place where the dispute occurred.

"Where did the unsightly bastard dare me stop?" As soon as Wang Yan squeezed through the crowd, he was greeted by a flying kick, directly kicking him several meters away, and when he was still in mid-air, he vomited a large mouthful of blood, and after falling to the ground, he slammed on a table. Enduring the severe pain, Wang Yan turned his head forward hard, and saw a young man with an arrogant face retracting his legs and looking at himself, behind him, several people standing next to Zhushi were also carrying weapons such as bricks, iron claws and other weapons to this side, and the person who pressed Arnold also kicked Arnold away, and Arnold, who had rolled twice on the ground, stood up and ran to Zhushi's side, gently wiping the blood on Zhushi's face, and when he turned his head to see Wang Yan who fell to the ground, he was also anxious: "Run, he is a fifth-order street fighter!" ”

"Run? Where to run? A professional is not a waste, I just killed you directly, nothing at all, you run one and I'll take a look? The young man glanced disdainfully at Arnold beside Zhushi, ignored the other party's angry eyes, turned his head and walked towards Wang Yan step by step, and when he approached Wang Yan who was lying on the scattered wooden table, he seemed to see a big joke, and pointed at Wang Yan's embarrassed appearance and laughed.

"Did your mom say a word to you? Called the villain who died of too many words? Wang Yan, who fell to the ground, supported his body with his arms, his head lowered slightly, but the words he said made everyone around him cover their mouths and dare not speak, and when he looked up again, sure enough, the street fighter's face was already purple at the moment, and his angry hair was standing on end.

"You're looking for death!" Street Fighter pulled out a steel claw from his waist, and in the sunlight, the steel claw reflected a blue luster, indicating that the iron claw was quenched with poison.

"I'm going to take out your heart and pinch it!" In the live broadcast room, the young street fighter approached Wang Yan with a hideous face, and his voice was synchronously translated to the bottom of the screen in the live broadcast room, and the tens of thousands of viewers who were watching Wang Yan's live broadcast room kept typing on the public screen: "Run, anchor, he's here." ”

Since it is Wang Yan's first perspective, the audience can already see that the shadow projected by the young street fighter has covered Wang Yan's body, and at this distance, ordinary people can attack, let alone a fifth-order street fighter with super high fighting strength? The timid audience had already covered their eyes and couldn't bear to watch the bloody scene that happened next, and the other audience members also stopped their movements, held their breath and looked at the display screen in front of them.

"Huh." Wang Yan's left hand finally touched the vault in his pocket, he raised his head, looked at the figure of the young man close at hand and the raised steel claws, and opened his mouth lightly: "No. 28, come out!" ”

"Aha!" Between Wang Yan and the young street fighter, a figure suddenly flashed out of thin air.

"Number 28?" Many viewers in the live broadcast room were die-hard loyalists of the dungeon game, and they recognized the figure that appeared in front of Wang Yan at just a glance, coupled with the words Wang Yan said, they were already desperate and completely ignited.