Rebirth: Return of the Abandoned Young Man

There was also a major from the Xinsu side who heard the report from the soldiers and jumped out of the command vehicle to see who was not afraid of death and dared to rush over to the place where the two armies were fighting.

"Stop!" A Longguo businessman driving a pickup truck said loudly.

Everyone in the convoy stopped 300 meters away from the battlefield, quietly watching Zhuo Bufan's car continue to drive forward.

At this moment, with a bang, a bullet hit the road three meters in front of their car, making a crater on the cement road, obviously warning them not to pass.

"Master Grandmaster, what should we do now?" Huang Ling showed nervousness, and the palms holding the steering wheel were sweating.

Although she knew that Zhuo Bufan was still powerful, even more powerful than Uncle Wang, but in front of the army of hundreds of people, everyone had guns in their hands, and they were tyrannical warlords, so it was impossible not to be afraid.

"Stop." Zhuo Bufan said indifferently.

Immediately Huang Ling saw Zhuo Bufan open the car door and jump out of the car, slowly walking forward.

"Master Grandmaster, you... what are you doing?" Huang Ling said with her eyes wide open, her voice trembling.

These warlords in front of them are all demons who regard human life as nothing, and Uncle Wang also said that although martial arts masters can dodge bullets, but there are so many people on the other side and so many machine guns, even the masters are like ants.

"I'm going, what is that guy going to do? Are you going up to negotiate with those warlord leaders?"

"I think he's going to go up to die. Those people are all murderers without blinking an eye."

"We Longguo people are awesome, come on."

"If he stepped forward so recklessly, he would definitely be killed, hey."

Many of these convoys were Long Country businessmen who often came to Su Country, seeing that Zhuo Bufan was from Long Country, their blood boiled with excitement.

"Report to the major, there is a person coming, do you want to shoot?" A soldier stood beside Carl and reported.

Carl picked up the binoculars and looked at a figure slowly walking towards them on the hot road, "Well, is it Asian? Black hair and black pupils, with long hair?"

"Damn it, is there anyone who is not afraid of death?" A soldier picked up a sniper rifle and pointed at Zhuo Bufan who was walking over and cursed loudly.

The armies of both sides stopped their firepower, looked at the lonely figure on the road, and walked over with firm steps.

"He...he is a shadow killer?" Carl's eyes widened, his legs were weak from fright. Although it had been three months, he would look at the photos issued by the military headquarters every night. This is a myth of human beings. , God-like existence, the existence of punching tanks with fists and shooting down fighter jets with bows and arrows.

"Damn it, whoever fired the gun just now took it away and shot him dead." Carl yelled.

Shadow Killer broke into Xinsu in three months, shot down two Lightning M1s, killed Laffer and several lieutenant generals, and even Nightmare was destroyed in his hands. Facing such a fairy-level figure, he is a mere major. What.

On the other side, the major from the old Soviet Union also recognized Shadow Killer, who shocked the entire Soviet country and even North Africa. They had to look at his photos every day to ensure that they would not accidentally offend him.

"Why is there a ceasefire? Are they going to let us pass?" Someone in the convoy asked.

"I don't think it's that simple?"

While wondering, everyone started the car slowly, wanting to see what was going on ahead, if Zhuo Bufan was killed, they would turn around and run away.

"Zhuo Bufan..." Huang Ling felt like her heart was about to jump out, she clenched her fists tightly, her palms were covered with fine sweat.

At this moment, two young men in military uniforms ran out from the armies on both sides, ran up to Zhuo Bufan, and stood at attention to salute.

"Major Carl of the Xinsu Sixth Army, I have seen Master Shadow Killer."

"Major Augustus of the Soviet Third Operational Army, please refer to Mr. Shadow Killer."

"When I give you three minutes, get out of here." Zhuo Bufan said calmly without even looking at the two of them.

"Yes. We will retreat immediately."

"Yes, we leave immediately."

The two immediately returned to the army, issued an order immediately, and actually started to retreat like fleeing.

"Damn it, am I dazzled? Why are the two armies retreating?"

"What kind of retreat, is it to run away, okay? It's so awesome that it actually scared the army away."

"Who the hell is that guy?"

"Could it be some super awesome character, even the warlords are afraid of him?"

Everyone in the convoy guessed, but the faces of the people of Longguo showed pride, after all Zhuo Bufan was from Longguo.

"How could this happen? How could those warlords be so afraid of him?" Huang Ling's beautiful eyes were full of doubts, he was the closest to Zhuo Bufan, seeing the two warlords respectful to Zhuo Bufan, as if a slave had seen the emperor, Then Zhuo Bufan said a word, and let them leave in a shit.

Zhuo Bufan returned to the car and continued to rest with his eyes closed.

Sure enough, within a minute, the presidential palaces of the two countries received the news of the appearance of Shadow Killer, and entered a state of super preparation.

However, when they saw the shadow killer and wanted to leave North Africa, the presidents of the two countries breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and even held a big banquet, eating and drinking for three days and three nights, to celebrate the death of the god of death.

"Can we meet again in the future?" Huang Ling sighed at the gate of the airport and asked with her head down.

"Landscapes meet each other, and fate will naturally meet."

After Zhuo Bufan finished speaking, he stepped into the airport boarding gate.

the next day.

Zhuo Bufan finally returned to the villa in Xuzhou, but when he first arrived at the villa, Zhuo Bufan found it strange that the formation arranged by the villa was broken by someone, and the villa was in a mess.

"What's going on here?" Zhuo Bufan's eyes projected a thousand-foot cold light, as if trying to penetrate the void.

"Young master."

At this moment, a beautiful figure appeared in Zhuo Bufan's eyes. The girl was wearing a white chiffon dress, a pair of white embroidered shoes, and her socks were dusty, as pure and beautiful as an exiled fairy.

"Sword attendant."

Looking at Shi Jian, Zhuo Bufan could tell at a glance that she had suffered serious internal injuries, and her meridians in her body were blocked.

Three months, three full months, Zhuo Bufan left Longguo, what happened, how did this happen?

"My lord, you're finally back." Seeing Zhuo Bufan, Shi Jian couldn't hold back his emotions any longer, his pair of water-cut pupils became foggy, and hugged Zhuo Bufan.

Zhuo Bufan rubbed her little head, and burst out with murderous aura, "What's going on? Who destroyed my villa?"

"My lord, when you were in Su, I went back to Xuzhou first. I didn't expect to meet a master of magic, who not only destroyed the villa, but also injured me. If it wasn't for the grandfather of the Nine Gates to protect me, I would I'm afraid they are all dead already." Shi Jian wanted to cry.

After listening to Shi Jian's words, Zhuo Bufan knew that during the three months he had been in Su, a master of magic skills came to Xuzhou, who not only destroyed his villa, but also destroyed Nie, Zhong, the nine admirals and the Chaofan Group. They were all suppressed and couldn't hold their heads up, and the instigator behind the scenes was the Ruan family in Xi Province.

"Okay, okay, wait for my vengeful anger!" Zhuo Bufan raised his head to the sky and laughed, with golden fire in his eyes.