DNF Live Allard

Chapter 17 is out, number 28!
"Anchor, I'm so envious of you, I'm so envious." In the live broadcast room, a colorful barrage of real heroes popped up, and he didn't know why the corners of his eyes got wet, which he never thought of before. Originally, I thought that I was cold-blooded and would not be moved by anything, but today I only saw the scenery in Wang Yan's field of vision, and shed long-lost tears.

"I really want to follow the anchor to take an instant trip to another world. It is the Arad continent that I am most looking forward to. I will be the anchor's die-hard fan in the future, and no one can stop me."

"Travel anchor, pay attention."

Wang Yan looked at the top of the mountain with ultra-long-distance binoculars, and he could already see the peak covered with white snow, which is only a few hundred kilometers away from the place where the Bantu people are located. Even in summer, the snow on the top of the mountain will not completely melt. Under the top of the mountain is a verdant mountain jungle. This magnificent scenery made the audience in the live broadcast room hold their breath.

Putting back the binoculars, Wang Yan glanced at the speeches in the live broadcast room, and out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the crowds on the street in the distance gathering towards a certain place. Even if they were far away, they could still see those people gathered together.

"Huh? Something happened here with the anchor, let's take a look." Wang Yan picked up the binoculars again and turned to the place where the crowd gathered. After watching for a few seconds, his whole body trembled with anger.

"Aren't these the two father and son who were with the anchor? They were beaten so badly." In the screen of the live broadcast room, what Wang Yan saw appeared. Zhushi was being besieged by four or five people at the moment. The ground was crumbling, while Arnold was stepped on the ground by someone's feet, and the corner of his mouth was full of blood as he struggled to get up and fight back. The bright red blood spilled on the surrounding bluestone slabs, which was extremely dazzling.

"I care about your ancestor." Wang Yan's eyes were about to burst, he turned his head and shouted towards Liu Zong in the courtyard: "Master Zhushi and A Nuo have been beaten, follow this direction quickly."

He stretched out his hand and pointed towards the direction where the crowd gathered, and then his figure instantly disappeared above the roof. Liu Zong's eyes turned red when he heard the words, he yelled and ran a few steps directly smashing through the wall, and ran towards the direction Wang Yan was pointing at.

"Wow, the anchor's teleportation method is even more exaggerated than light work." Since Wang Yan did not have time to change the live broadcast mode, at this time the audience in the live broadcast room still saw Wang Yan's first-person perspective. It appeared on another roof, and then there was the sound of Wang Yan's heavy footsteps as he ran, as well as the exclamation and curses around him. Within a few seconds, the vision changed to another place again.

Wang Yan originally thought that the instantaneous step displacement was enough. After all, the maximum distance was already 50 meters, but now he felt that it was so short, and the 5-second cooldown seemed as long as half a century. Running up and down, when the Shunpo cools down, he looks at the position and directly crosses the maximum displacement of the Shunpo, staggeringly appears at the target location, and then runs again.

"Stop!" Seeing that he was within 50 meters of the crowd, Wang Yan crossed the gap of several meters between the two roofs. Also stunned and stopped, Wang Yan bowed his knees and landed on the roof. After striding for more than ten meters, he jumped up in the air, and his figure appeared [-] meters away in the middle of the air.

The shed above a stall collapsed, and before the stall owner could get up with a weapon, Wang Yan rolled awkwardly on the ground and got up, then quickly ran towards the crowded place, yelling loudly: " Get out of the way, I have a bomb on me!"

"Ah~" The surrounding people subconsciously exclaimed and fled the street, and Wang Yan was able to squeeze through the crowd into the place where the most central dispute occurred.

"Where is the blind bastard who dares me to stop?" Wang Yan just squeezed away from the crowd, and kicked him several meters away, throwing up when he was still in mid-air With a big mouthful of blood, he fell to the ground and slammed heavily on a table.Enduring the severe pain, Wang Yan tried his best to turn his head forward, only to see a young man retracting his legs and looking at him arrogantly. Behind him, the people standing beside Zhushi were also holding bricks and iron claw When the weapon came to this side, the person who was pressing A Nuo also kicked A Nuo away, and A Nuo, who rolled twice on the ground, stood up and ran to Zhu Shi, and gently wiped the blood on Zhu Shi's face, After turning around and seeing Wang Yan who fell to the ground, he also looked anxious: "Run, he is a street fighter of the fifth rank!"

"Run? Where are you going? You're not even a professional. I'll just kill you. There's nothing wrong with it. Let me see if you run away?" The young man glanced at A Nuo beside Zhushi with disdain. Ignoring the angry eyes of the other party, he turned his head and walked towards Wang Yan step by step. When he approached Wang Yan who was lying on the broken wooden table, he seemed to have seen a big joke, pointing at Wang Yan with one hand. Haha Laughing.

"Has your mother ever said a word to you? It's called the villain who died because of talking too much?" Wang Yan, who fell on the ground, supported his body with his arms and lowered his head slightly. The words he said made everyone around him cover their mouths. Dare to make a sound, looked up again, sure enough, the Street Fighter's face turned purple at this moment, and his angry hair stood on end.

"You're looking for death!" Street Fighter took out a pair of steel claws from his waist. Under the sunlight, the steel claws reflected a blue luster, which meant that the iron claws were poisonous.

"I'm going to take out your heart and crush it!" In the live broadcast room, the young Street Fighter approached Wang Yan with a ferocious face, and his voice was simultaneously translated to the bottom of the screen in the live broadcast room. All viewers kept typing on the public screen: "Run, anchor, he's here."

Because it is Wang Yan's first perspective, the audience can already see that the shadow cast by the young street fighter has covered Wang Yan's body. At this distance, ordinary people can attack, let alone a What about the fifth-tier Street Fighter with super high fighting strength?The timid audience already covered their eyes and could not bear to watch the bloody scene that happened next. Other audiences also stopped their hands, held their breath and stared at the display screen in front of them.

"Hehe." Wang Yan finally touched the safe in his pocket with his left hand. He raised his head, looked at the figure of the young man and the steel claws raised high, and opened his mouth softly, "No. 28, come out!"

"Aha!" Between Wang Yan and the young Street Fighter, a figure suddenly appeared out of thin air.

"Number 28?" Many viewers in the live broadcast room are die-hard dungeon game fans. They recognized the figure in front of Wang Yan after just one glance. Coupled with the words Wang Yan said, they were already in despair. They completely ignited.

(End of this chapter)