Chef Wushuang of the Three Kingdoms

"Usually, we all call this kind of person...

Mars! "

"Ambush him, don't worry, wait for him to take two steps first."

"Hurry up, it's almost noon, and there's no news yet. Are these people pigs? Pour Zhang Yan a cup of tea, and Zhang Yan a cup of Taishan clear tea!"

"Can you second me with a million people?"

"If you can second me, I'll swallow this iron fan on the spot!"

Marching is usually boring.

So having fun is inevitable.

For Fang Mo, the fun he likes most is something that cannot be seen in this world, and he can only do it by himself.

This may have a little ominous omen, but Zhang Yan really doesn't have to be afraid.

So he can have fun talking to himself, and at the same time make his subordinates relax.

After all, there were millions of people, and it was absolutely impossible for these people to be happy and not nervous, but he had to make these people feel that those million people were just targets standing there waiting to be killed.

I really don't need to care so much. On the contrary, the most important thing to do at this time is to make myself happy.

……

"Big guy!"

A Yellow Turban spy came back in a hurry, with a serious face on his face, he said: "There seems to be an ambush ahead, and there are quite a few of them, should we avoid it for now?"

"what?"

Zhang Yan was stunned for a moment, then pointed to her face and said, "What did you just say? Avoid it temporarily? Is he going to avoid me, or am I going to avoid him?"

Millions of people!

Who does he need to avoid, no matter who it is, as long as he stands in front of him and crushes him directly.

This is what Zhang Yan said in his heart, and he doesn't think there is anyone in this world who is worth avoiding for a while.

Perhaps, someone is worth it.

But that person is not in Jizhou at all now, so naturally don't care.

"Guan Yunchang is not here, so what can he do as the son of a merchant?" As a farmer, is it wrong for Zhang Yan to despise a wealthy businessman?

That's right!

He was really right.

Because scholars, farmers, businessmen...

The status of a businessman has never been very high. For a former small landlord like him, Fang Mo is just a little more money, which is still worthy of contempt.

So, he doesn't care at all.

"Keep going!"

Zhang Yan waved his horsewhip and said with a sneer, "We have to see if they dare to rush out."

Chapter 691 What is your name?

There are a hundred people of all kinds.

Thousands of people, colorful.

There are tens of thousands of people, and the ground reaches the sky.

Hundreds of thousands of people, boundless.

……

So, what if there are millions of people?

On top of this number, how about one more?

When more than a million people rushed towards him, Fang Mo felt that his breathing was about to stop.

He felt that even the air in the world in front of him had been sucked dry.

It was as if the surrounding area had become sealed.

From the moment they arrived, until they approached a mile away, Fang Mo felt that the sky and the earth were trembling, and there were extremely terrifying voices, which were constantly coming out, almost as if the sky was falling apart.

In the grass, the bugs that were wreaking havoc just now began to hide one by one.

Among the groves, startled birds flew up one after another, staining the azure blue sky with a lot of dots, and those dots were turning into black dots, quickly leaving this place of right and wrong.

Fang Mo never thought that millions of people would have such power when they came.

There is almost a mile between the two sides.

Fang Mo's complexion is also becoming ugly.

It's not that he didn't think about what it would be like if Boundless people came over.

Still, he underestimated millions.

"This time, either Kai Wushuang, or be crushed by countless people, or..." Fang Mo glanced behind, and muttered: "Or leave in despair."

There are only three options.

If he dared to fight, he would rush over with less than 2 people under him, and then let Zhang Yan see who is the master of this world.

As for whether Kai Wushuang was swallowed in one gulp, he didn't know.

If you run away...

It's a good idea.

But Fang Mo really didn't want to run away. He felt that in this era, at least the bottom line should be conservative. After all, sometimes just walking a step faster may be ridiculed by many people in various ways. .

At that time, even if he wanted to reverse all this, it would be impossible at all.

With the oncoming darkness, the time left for Fang Mo to choose...is running out!

"Fight!"