Xiang Ning looked at the ten orcs charging over, listened to the man behind him crying and howling, and said with a smile: "Brother Fang, the people you lead are not good, they only have such little psychological quality."
The corner of Fang Hao's mouth twitched. If he hadn't known about Xiang Ning's power during the last attack on the city by the Seven Deadly Sins, he would have gone as crazy as the big brother.
"Come on, as long as each of you can hold one of you down, I don't ask for more, just two minutes, right?" Xiang Ning licked the corners of his mouth, adrenaline began to secrete rapidly. This was his first battle in half a year. To be honest,
It still feels a bit unfamiliar.
Otherwise, the wolf-orc from before should go see their ancestors now.
"Two minutes? Okay, just two minutes." Fang Hao twisted his neck. Although he only had four-level eight stars and could not reach the fifth-level level, the equipment on his body was top-notch. The armor alone was
Enough to bring the level closer.
"Boss, why are you so confident in this kid? We can block him for two minutes, but we can never block him for the third minute!"
He couldn't figure out why Fang Hao, who was usually strategizing and decisive, now only acted decisively and agreed to Xiang Ning's arrangement without thinking at all. This was really unreliable.
"So what do you mean, we retreat now and watch the hundreds of people who haven't evacuated die at the hands of these beasts?"
"This...that's not what I meant!"
He wanted to say something else, but the other three people standing behind him passed him directly, a faint light flashed from their bodies, and the battle armor covered them: "Don't take a step back."
The sound was not loud, but it was extremely powerful. Even the commander of the third route, who was leaning next to the scrapped car, did not know where he picked up the gun and sneered. The meaning was too obvious.
The team member closed his mouth and silently activated his armor: "Don't take a step back."
However, somewhere they didn't notice, a young reporter who inherited the spirit of war reporter Wang Han was lying on the balcony of a hotel. What he originally wanted to do was wait for the soldiers of the first line of defense around the city to pick up
When they left together after the evacuation order, his car was parked on the side of the road.
But he actually witnessed with his own eyes the entire process of the massacre of the third-line fighters, and he was still broadcasting it live.
"Damn it, big brother, why the hell are you still not running away?"
"How come there is such a large-scale beast tide in the city? Are these defensive measures too perfunctory?"
"Oh, it's another miserable day. Brother, you'd better run away and stop being Wang Han."
"Not everyone can learn from Wang Han."
Wang Han, the war reporter during the Youcheng Beast Tide, was the first to broadcast Xiang Ning's true face to the Internet through live broadcast, and that battle was also regarded as Xiang Ning's fame battle. At that time, Xiang Ning
Ning was only at the third level, and together with Li Yunfei, he killed the fourth-level nine-star Dark Gold Lizard King, causing a sensation. Wang Han also became famous because of that desperate live broadcast.
But he didn't just sit in the company and be the leader. Instead, he organized the War Correspondents Association even more crazily. Now he is still jumping on the front lines in Hangzhou. Many people think he is a madman, but what the hell is this madman?
It's like being favored by God, but he just can't die.
As for this little reporter, who said he didn’t want to run away?
He wanted to run more than anyone else. How could anyone watching the live broadcast feel the pressure like a tide? He couldn't stand up and his feet were already weak.
But he spoke unfailingly: "If I were not here, their sacrifices would be just a series of numbers. But I am here, and you have all seen it, and you will remember him and what they have done."
After all, what does death mean? Even if I die, I am willing to die here with these loyal martyrs!"
This may be because he was extremely cowardly and found an acceptable reason to be superior to himself, but as soon as these words came out, the entire live broadcast room became a sensation.
"Okay! Well said!"
"My brother died during the siege of the city. Except for our family and other relatives and friends, everyone else really only knows the numbers!"
"Thank you! Although my brother has died and no one remembers him, as long as more people think so, my brother's death will be worthwhile!"
The little reporter looked at those barrages with tears in his eyes. No one knew whether he was moved or frightened. Anyway, no one cared.
However, just when he wanted to turn off the video and make a final struggle to escape, he turned around and saw the Wind Exorcist coming quickly not far away, and the person driving the Wind Exorcist...
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He pointed the camera there, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart!
"Look, everyone, it seems support has arrived!" he said excitedly.
"This... this is just a person, isn't he here to die?"
"This car is the Wind Exorcist. Brother, just get in his car and let him take you to escape."
Then when he zoomed in on the camera, the young reporter exploded instantly.
"Damn it, is this Xiang Ning?"
"What? What Xiang Ning?"
"Damn it, didn't it mean that Xiang Ning lost all his strength due to the extreme load?"
The young reporter ignored these people, not to mention that the number of people in the live broadcast room soared from more than 100,000 to 1 million in ten seconds. He first slapped himself directly, Xiang Ning, that was the rise of Wang Han's legendary career
The noble man, how could he admit his mistake?
Yes, as a reporter, his idol is Wang Han, and he also wants to be like Wang Han. But this time, he seems to have encountered a rare opportunity!
After confirming again and again, he looked at the live broadcast room and was shocked. Damn it, more than three million people are popular, and he only has one thing on his mind now!
"Hello everyone, I am independent reporter Zhao Zhongxian, and I will now bring you a live broadcast of the frontline battlefield in Shuize City!"
Originally, he wanted to introduce himself first, but as soon as the three words "Shui Ze Cheng" were spoken, the number of people in the live broadcast room exploded again in just five seconds.
Yes, Shuize City is that man's home, so that uncertain identity is directly determined. He is Xiang Ning!
A man like a fairy tale.
"He, isn't he already..."
"Fart, isn't this good for me, Teacher Xiang Ning? Please be careful what you say!"
"But at that time, even the official issued an announcement, hoping that it would not spread and disturb Xiang Ning's life?"
This is a question that almost everyone has. Even Zhao Zhongxian doesn’t understand it, but with a skill that almost every reporter should have, he also has it. Recalling Xiang Ning’s interview and the words that were circulated, he instantly remembered
Countless scenes were made up.
"As far as I know, Xiang Ning once said before returning to Shuize City that he was just tired and wanted to rest. When he was in Shuize City, someone asked him what he should do next, and he just smiled meaningfully. At that time, everyone thought that he
I don’t want to mention this matter. After all, if a genius dies like this, no one will feel good..."
"However, this is indeed what we thought. Thinking about what Xiang Ning said, maybe he really doesn't care. He is really just tired and wants to take this opportunity to rest. Does he understand the condition of his body?"
As soon as this answer was thrown out, the barrage of millions of people disappeared for four to five seconds.
Chapter completed!