Talented Genius

Chapter 1713: misfortune

Neither Feng Yuyan nor Shen Tianmei expected Ye Tianlong to be famous.

Seeing the black soldiers running faster than the rabbits and even dropping their shoes, Feng Yuyan and the others subconsciously thought of Zhang Fei, who had retreated a million soldiers.

Xuelang was also in a trance, if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't believe this scene to death.

It's just that she didn't have much time to think about it at the moment, she kicked the car door and rolled out, holding two large-capacity pistols in her hand.

"Pump pound!"

The snow wolf shot six bullets in one breath, and six black officers who yelled hysterically and tried to stabilize their positions, their heads blossomed and fell to the ground.

A black backbone who wanted to set up a machine gun was shot in the heart by the snow wolf while he was still pulling the muzzle with both hands. He fell out without even screaming.

The Snow Wolf followed by two more shots. The fuel tanks of two military vehicles were hit. They exploded and overturned on the spot. The flames skyrocketed and the heat wave swept across.

Dozens of black soldiers were overthrown to the ground.

Five werewolves also drove a jeep, divided into two groups to chase the black team for more than 100 meters, turning more than 800 people into a mess.

In less than three minutes, apart from the corpse and Ye Tianlong, all the black soldiers ran without a trace on the scene, and there were a mess of weapons on the ground.

"Well, they ran away, don't chase."

Ye Tianlong fell back to the ground and stopped the Snow Wolf and the others from chasing the team: "Our top priority is to evacuate. There is no need to pester them."

"Tianlong, you are amazing."

Shen Tianmei got out of the car and hugged Ye Tianlong. She rubbed her body hard and shouted, "It's really a scream and ran away."

Feng Yuyan also glanced at Ye Tianlong curiously, but there was still contempt on her face, obviously Ye Tianlong had a very bad impression on her.

"No way."

Ye Tianlong patted a woman's back: "That's how famous it is. I heard that my name is also used to scare one-year-olds."

Shen Tianmei sneered: "The compliment is blown again. How can a one-year-old child know who you are?"

Feng Yuyan's eyes returned to cold silence, she wanted to say a few words but decided to shut up. She didn't want to offend Ye Tianlong before she escaped the danger.

Although Ye Tianlong enjoys the softness very much, but knowing that this is not a time of tenderness, he tilts his head slightly: "Let's withdraw quickly."

"Okay, let's go."

When Shen Tianmei sat back in the car again, Snow Wolf filled the gun with bullets and got into the driver's seat, and then skillfully operated the steering wheel:

"As long as this thousand-man barracks don't bite us, we will have enough time to evacuate to the border."

Xuelang glanced at the satellite map: "The third team is ready to respond."

"go--"

Ye Tianlong issued an instruction that Xuelang was about to step on the accelerator to leave, and saw a car movement behind him, and then three military vehicles approached.

There were those more than 80 reporters in the car, and they waved to Ye Tianlong to say hello: "Hi, Kung Fu Dragon, you are so amazing."

When I saw black soldiers just now, these reporters turned around and ran away for the first time. Ye Tianlong didn't bother to pay attention to them and let the snow wolf step on the accelerator faster.

"Woo-"

It was just that the snow wolf speeded up, and the three military vehicles screamed to catch up again, and more than 80 people smiled and waved to Ye Tianlong:

"Hi, Kung Fu Dragon, how are you?"

Ye Tianlong was so angry that he said, "Don't follow me."

Ye Tianlong didn't want these reporters to follow him. He thought they would suffer a setback in their self-esteem after they shouted, and then ran away by another path.

Unexpectedly, after the Snow Wolf drove five kilometers, three military vehicles came again from the night, and another group of people greeted warmly:

"Dear dragon, meet again."

Ye Tianlong rose to the urge to beat them.

A female reporter shouted: "Kung Fu Dragon, take us away, we will repay you well."

Another Western man worshipped: "Kung Fu Dragon, I want to be your apprentice, and I want to give you all the family property."

A young British man had sincere eyes: "Brother Long, help us, we will remember your great kindness."

Ye Tianlong was about to smash the opponent's glass, but Shen Tianmei reached out to hold Ye Tianlong's palm and whispered:

"Tianlong, it is not a bad thing if there is spare capacity to help them if they can guarantee their own safety."

"These are war correspondents from various countries. A pen in hand can reverse black and white and make them owe favors, which is likely to have big returns in the future."

Shen Tianmei reminded Ye Tianlong softly: "But if we don't have the extra energy to help, we don't need to be saints."

Feng Yuyan coldly squeezed out: "No one has redeemed them, and they don't have ten million. If you abandon them, you are sending them to death."

"You can't be a good person and give them a way to survive?"

She stared at Ye Tianlong and said, "Give someone a rose and leave a fragrance in your hand."

Ye Tianlong said faintly: "Or, give you a discount, you help them each out five million, I take them away?"

Feng Yuyan shut up instantly.

"Look, it sounds like the world is invincible. I asked you to pay and pretended not to hear it?"

Ye Tianlong attacked Feng Yuyan unceremoniously: "If you don't want to pay 400 million dollars, don't play the saint."

"I'm not pretending to be a saint, I just can't understand your behavior."

Feng Yuyan's eyes coldly shouted: "How can there be someone like you in the world, who would want to blackmail someone to save someone?"

"It was unfortunate that the hostages were kidnapped, but you are able to save them, and you want them to pay for their lives. Don't you feel shameless?"

She directly accused Ye Tianlong: "You are taking advantage of the fire."

Ye Tianlong sneered: "What's so shameless about this? I don't have to spend so many bullets, cars, brothers? Don't take risks?"

Feng Yuyan was almost angry: "You--"

When Shen Tianmei saw the two sparks hit the earth, she hurriedly smiled and said, "Okay, stop arguing, you are not out of danger yet, harmony."

Ye Tianlong ignored Feng Yuyan and turned to Xuelang and said, "How many hours will it take for us to withdraw to safety?"

Xuelang glanced at the satellite map: "Two hours."

"If the thousands of troops just stopped chasing and the helicopter team didn't bite, we would be able to reach the border in two hours."

She changed the conversation: "Although it takes three military vehicles to follow the target, it only takes two hours. We can take a gamble."

If there is no major change, the risk of two hours and the gratitude of more than 80 reporters in exchange for Xuelang feels that he can take a gamble.

"Okay, then take them—"

Ye Tianlong did some calculations and found it profitable, so he stood up from his seat and leaned out of the skylight, shouting to more than 80 reporters:

"I have decided to lead everyone out together, but you must remember that you owe me a favor."

He did not forget to roll up the wool: "And after leaving safely, you have to give me a big red envelope, one hundred and eighty thousand dollars, just a good luck."

"Long live the kung fu dragon, long live the kung fu dragon."

Hearing that Ye Tianlong was willing to take them away, more than 80 reporters immediately cheered, shouting through the night sky, and almost rushed to hug Ye Tianlong.

Ye Tianlong waved his hand and reminded again: "Remember, the red envelope..."

"Woo-"

At this moment, a roar came from a distance.

Afterwards, an armed helicopter appeared in the distance and rushed down.