C1072
C1072
Just like this, Yang Fann and his group arrived at the Chinese border without any danger. According to what the witch said, as long as they passed through the forest in front of them, they would be able to return to China from the unguarded border.
There was nothing to be said about that. He decided to abandon the car and continue on foot. It was just a lousy jeep. If it was in China, even if ordinary workers were unwilling to drive it, they would still be stopped by the traffic police.
As for Bing Feng, who was sleeping soundly, it was obviously Yang Fann who was in charge. With Yang Fann's current abnormal physique, not to mention carrying Bing Feng on his back, even carrying a fat man would make him run like a fly.
Yang Fann had already secretly touched the wounds on Bing Feng's body. They had healed quite well and were already completely scabbed. It shouldn't be long before she fully recovered, not even a scar could be seen on her body.
Don't mention Yang Fann's vulgar look, he was secretly touching a girl's body. Being sick doesn't mean avoiding a doctor, don't you understand? Normal people wouldn't be able to understand matters between doctors and patients.
Not to mention a wound, it was said that there were men in gynecologists. What was so surprising about that? To put it bluntly, men and women weren't all like that. They were just carbohydrates; no matter how smooth they were before they died, they were still a pile of stinky meat.
No matter what, Yang Fann couldn't come to Myanmar for nothing, so he had to fix up the Buddhist unclean view. No matter how beautiful a woman's body looked, there was still sh * t and phlegm on the inside. Her smooth belly must be full of feces after being cut open, so there was nothing to be fascinated about.
Yang Fann didn't cultivate unscrupulously because he wanted to be a monk. As the saying goes, one doesn't know the taste of meat in March. He hadn't touched a woman for a long time, and if he didn't think of something, he would get into trouble sooner or later.
Tigers, lions, and other fierce beasts were not very interested in humans before they ate humans. Once they ate humans and tasted human flesh, they would always think of eating humans again. It was very difficult to resist the temptation of eating human flesh.
Humans and tigers and lions were the same, but before they became human, it was still fine. Whether it was men or women, their desire for the opposite sex was not that strong, but once they tasted the forbidden fruit, they would often think of the wonderful feeling when doing that kind of thing. To put it bluntly, it was addiction.
It was said that dogs were not allowed to mate before they retired, otherwise their abilities would be greatly weakened. He did not know if it was true or false, perhaps it was because the attention of dogs after mating was easily affected.
Yang Fann had Bing Feng on his back as he followed behind the witch, slashing through the dense forest while covering himself with thorns and thorns. Nana was the last one to cover him, even though it was unlikely that they would encounter any danger here, the two of them still strictly followed the warrior's rules without a shred of carelessness.
He was truly worthy of being called the trump card. His military prowess was definitely high. He didn't know if he had to be on guard against sneak attacks when he was doing that sort of thing with his partner in bed.
How could he think of such an outstanding trump card? As Dauntless's trump card, they are all special talents who have cut off their seven emotions and six desires. No matter what happens, they will always keep the mission at their heart, even when it's the most crucial moment between husband and wife, they will still shout and fire at me!
The forest was very hard to walk on, especially during the rainy season. Both the demoness and Nana were injured and had to suffer quite a bit along the way, but the two of them did not complain.
Compared to Nana and the witch, Yang Fann was taking a stroll in the park. If the witch and Nana were working hard, then Yang Fann was touring the jungle, the primeval forest, and the annoying rainy season. Yang Fann didn't know how to compose poems, or else he would have to compose a poem on the spur of the moment!
After thinking about it for a long time, Yang Fann still couldn't come up with any suitable poems. The scenery of the Northern Kingdom isn't really suitable, and it doesn't seem to suit the tune of the Rising Tide Flying Boat, but it seems a little too domineering and lacking in elegance. We, the Chinese people, admire people with our virtue, and we can't do anything about fighting or killing them.
No matter how long a person lives, they will eventually die. No matter how long a road is, there is always a time when the road ends. Even though the road is tough and arduous, Yang Fann and the others still passed through the dense forest and arrived at the border between China and Myanmar.
Hiding in the jungle, Yang Fann and the other two looked towards the border. Although there was no one stationed here, there were often soldiers patrolling in both countries. They didn't want to encounter patrolling soldiers.
Even the Chinese soldiers didn't want to meet them because the demon girl and Nana had a thorn in their hearts. A person who could plot against them must have a powerful force. If they were to run into his army, the consequences would be unimaginable!
As for who that guy was, both Yao Ji and Nana still didn't know. However, they felt that Bing Feng probably knew something.
At that time, when Bing Feng discovered that her intel was wrong, her expression was ugly. Based on the witch's understanding of her, even in a life or death situation, Bing Feng's expression had never been so ugly. This meant that Bing Feng must have thought of something, and perhaps she guessed who was the mastermind behind this mission.
"You with the surname Yang, you better not utter a word, otherwise we will be implicated." Nana reminded Yang Fann several times along the way, afraid that this rash youth would cause trouble. In her opinion, Yang Fann might have some martial arts skills, but his combat experience was still far from being on par with their trump cards. This was also Nana's psychological advantage, and she felt that if they didn't take care of him along the way, Yang Fann wouldn't even be here.
"I know Miss Nana, can you stop talking? I'm not a child, so I'll remember it once. You've said it a hundred times along the way!"
Yang Fann didn't want to argue with a woman, but Nana kept talking endlessly. Yang Fann seriously suspected that the woman had chatty syndrome and obsessive compulsive disorder, so it wouldn't be good for her to not talk about it.
"Miss? Who are you talking about? You're the young miss, your whole family is the young miss? "
Nana was infuriated by Yang Fann. This guy really didn't know whether he was doing it on purpose or not, always calling her "Miss" and not changing it. He even told her in a righteous manner that "Miss" was the honorific title their hometown gave to young and beautiful women.