"Haha, I won." With the dissipation of the 28th, the nian qi mask covering Wang Yan also shook like a soap bubble and disappeared, seeing this, the young street fighter wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, suppressed the injuries in his body, and was about to come up to catch Wang Yan.

"Come out, number 28." Facing the young street fighter who approached with his injuries, Wang Yan did not panic, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and with another order, No. 28, which was exactly the same as before, appeared in front of Wang Yan again.

"What?" The smile on the young street fighter's face froze, and his heart was instantly cold, who knows how many such lifeless puppets Wang Yan has, where does he dare to hit Wang Yan's attention again, and he will directly turn his head and run away. Then No. 28 plus the state quickly stepped forward to entangle the other party, taking this opportunity Wang Yan quickly got up and came to Zhushi's side in an instant, took out a Remy's aid and let the Zhushi master who wanted to say something take it, and the Zhushi master, who was originally in a seriously injured state, stood up instantly with his eyes open after taking Remy's assistance.

"Stop him, don't let him run." There was no hurry to greet him, Wang Yan and Master Zhushi glanced at each other, and they all hurried to catch up with the young street fighter who was entangled by No. 28. At this moment, the pedestrians on the street have long been scattered, and the young street fighter's subordinates also slipped faster than anyone else when the boss was about to run away, and none of them came up to protect the lord, it seems that these hooligans are not very loyal to the youth street fighter.

On the streets of the town, the streets were still in chaos when No. 28 fought with the youth just now, and such a run and chase made the town even more noisy.

The youth street fighter who didn't dare to turn back and counterattack was extremely embarrassed at the moment, and in the case of the main attack on the 28th, Wang Yan and Master Zhushi were added several states, Master Zhushi swept the formation on the side, limiting the speed of the youth street fighter's escape, and the bold Wang Yan even went up and kicked the other party's feet, avenging the previous kick, and then did not turn his head and fled from the dangerous youth street fighter in an instant, and the audience in the live broadcast room was addicted.

"Help me!" Seeing the roof of the garrison in the center of the town from a distance and the guards who were gathering after getting the news outside the door, the young street fighter seemed to see a savior, and ran forward regardless of it, ignoring even the attack of the bamboo stone on his body.

"Poof!" Hit in the back by a charged energy wave from behind, the young street fighter finally couldn't hold it anymore, and flew to the ground in front of him with blood in his mouth, and after rolling twice, he landed right in front of the garrison with spears.

"Stop!" Seeing this, several garrison members holding spears and wearing plate armor surrounded the young street fighter who fell to the ground, and scolded Wang Yan and the others, Master Zhushi and Arnold, who was following closely behind, stopped unwillingly, and they were almost one step away from slashing the enemy who almost killed them on the street, and they were really unwilling to be stopped.

"Get out of the way!" Wang Yan lowered his head, just in front of the resentful gaze of the young street bully, he made the idea of killing the other party in his heart, cutting the grass without removing the roots, and the spring breeze blew and reborn. This is a proverb that has been handed down in China for thousands of years, and Wang Yan is naturally familiar with it.

"Jingle Bell~" A round object fell to the ground after crossing a curve in the air, making a jingle sound, and stopped after turning twice on the ground, just facing the sky, and the font on the seal clearly fell in the eyes of the guards and youth street fighters.

"Zareth Maya!"

Several garrison members swallowed a mouthful of saliva vigorously, and looked at No. 28 beside Wang Yan again, and after looking at each other a few times, regardless of the pleading of the young street fighter on the ground, someone even shot down the hand of the young man who grabbed his calf with the handle of the gun, and then several people stood at the door of the garrison and looked at Wang Yan and his party in shock.

"Kill!" Seeing that Zhushi seemed to say something to the young man on the ground, Wang Yan no longer hesitated, and shouted and stretched out his hand to point to the street fighter who fell to the ground and crawled forward, No. 28 moved when he heard the sound, and his feet danced, and the tiger head turned into a thought kept gnawing at the street fighter who was kicked into the air by No. 28, and when the other party fell to the ground after a series of blows, there was only air out and no air intake.

"Killed directly?" In the live broadcast room, the exclamation barrage passed quickly, and many people felt that Wang Yan had gone too far.

"If he doesn't die, is he going to let the anchor die? Besides, it was the 28th who killed him, and the 28th is really cool, and I'll have to buy dozens or hundreds of them when I get into the game. More people's barrage bounced out, and many people felt that the street fighter who had fallen to the ground and died was innocent, and the battle on the 28th, I don't know how many people were obsessed with the puppet that was just an item in the game.

"The real hero rewarded the anchor 'Brother Yan' with 20 Buddhas jumping over the wall, everyone come and grab the treasure chest." During the dispute between everyone, above the live broadcast room, the system announcement that crossed the screen completely plunged the live broadcast room into a sea of barrage.

"The anchor did the right thing, I support him, if any of you oppose it, send a wall to refute it." The real hero domineeringly took over the hatred, which instantly attracted the firepower of the live broadcast room, and suddenly many people's spearheads turned to the real hero, the local tyrant.

"The account ran out of money just now, I'll make up another 80 walls, and whoever of you is against it, just paint one wall." After a few seconds, another series of gift-giving effects were performed, and the number of gifts on the right bounced non-stop, and finally stopped at the number 100.

"Oh my God, 100 walls, how much is that? Ten million, let me pinch my fingers and count. ”

"Don't count it, one thousand, one hundred hundred thousand, I'll send a hundred to show it, one hundred 666!"

"The world of local tyrants is really incomprehensible, let me also say it, I was so excited to see the series of battles just now, and I am still excited."

A series of gifts fell like rain, stirring up the live broadcast room, in addition to the real heroes, there were also viewers who were infected by the battle just now who gave a valuable Buddha jumping over the wall gift, but they all unanimously expressed their support for the anchor.

"Hey." After seeing a series of actions on the 28th, he killed the young street fighter cleanly, Zhushi wanted to speak and stopped, sighed, and walked in front of Wang Yan to salute, but was held by Wang Yan: "Master Zhushi, my life was saved by you from the red jungle, what are you going to do?" ”

"I'm just doing it casually, but you're a real life-saving grace, and I can still tell which is more important." Zhushi shook his head, looked at Wang Yan and No. 28 standing behind him, his eyes also became solemn, and after Wang Yan summoned No. 28, his identity suddenly became mysterious again.

"No matter how heavy or light, it's fate, I haven't had time to thank the master for saving his life." Wang Yan looked at Master Zhushi with a smile, and then bowed.

"What are you going to do with me?" Master Zhushi hurriedly got out of the way, and also bowed down, and the two of them bowed non-stop for a while, and Arnold on the side couldn't stand it: "Father! Big Brother Carey! ”

"Hahahaha." Wang Yan and Zhushi both stood up straight and looked at each other and smiled, after this battle, the two became real friends.