Rebirth – City Cultivation

Nebi City.

The capital of the country of Burma, an emerging city with a sparsely populated area and a population of less than 1 million. The city's population and intensity are not as good as a county in the country. What's even more ridiculous is that it wasn't until October 2009 that Nebi City opened the cell phone signal and could call. Therefore, it has been ridiculed by the Western media as ‘the only capital in the world without a mobile phone. ’

This is also related to the economy of the country.

The Gdp of Myanmar is only 70 billion US dollars a year, and it is not comparable to a province in China, or even a city's gdp. The economy here is extremely backward. It is equivalent to the Chinese in the 8th and 90s. Only about 200 of them had landline telephones. Mobile phones are even rare items that cannot be used by non-agency officials.

At this time, in the Presidential Palace of the State of Burma and the Ministry of National Defense.

The generals of many military juntas have already hurriedly made a group, and numerous phone ringtones came from all directions.

"The enemy has broken the ninth line of defense. The 4th Infantry Division defeated, and the commander General Yan En died on the spot."

"The twelfth line of defense broke, and the enemy has approached the capital."

"The enemy is close at hand"

One after another bad news gathered in the Ministry of National Defense. Many generals have green faces. From Chen Fan’s entry into the country, to the present, it’s only one afternoon.

However, Chen Fan successively defeated tens of thousands of troops, and the three formed infantry divisions were defeated by him. The only fighters were killed. Many generals can only madly mobilize the army and come to protect the capital.

"Damn, who is this person? Is it the super soldier of the Chinese military?"

"Impossible, we have very close exchanges with the Chinese military."

"His President, is there any news?"

As a person walked in, many generals turned their heads and looked at the tall and straight-eyed man, who was in charge of the entire Burmese army.

President Wu Sheng.

His real name is Dan Sheng, and ‘Wu’ is a respectful name. Just like the Chinese name is called 'the uncle' and the ‘big man’.

Wu Dansheng was so sinking at the moment, but with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Chen Fan went all the way, broken the army and killed the people. Wu Dansheng has never seen such a horrible strongman even if he lived sixty or seventy years old. It is the old **** in Montenegro, I am afraid that it may not be such a horror.

Take an enemy country!

How terrible it is to be scared.

"He is Chen Beixuan, the first in China's national rankings, the super strong in the cia gods list. Once defeated the 14th Brigade of the Japanese and the 116th Armored Division of Russia."

Standing in a black robe of Wu Dansheng, he said slowly.

"He is Chen Beixuan?"

Everyone was shocked and they all looked at each other.

Many generals, who have been staying in the backward places of the country of Myanmar for many years, have developed a character of pride and arrogance. I thought that those rumors were jokes, and cia was also a big problem. I didn't expect it to be true.

"How can our army compare to the 116th Armored Division of Russia? A Russian teacher, I am afraid that we can flatten our 100,000 army."

"Yes, Russia is a big country, even if they are bowing, how can we fight Chen Beixuan."

"Would we like to inform the Ambassador of China and ask him to come forward?"

Looking at the many generals, a dejected head and a retreat, Wu Dansheng was angry in his heart.

"The idiots have all been killed in the capital? We have nothing to lose. The latter is Naypyida. If we retire, will the rebels in the north still fear us? Many warlords will follow the government. Order?"

Wu Dansheng patted the table and screamed, and suddenly stopped all the generals:

"Tell me to order, let the 5th Division, 6th Division, and 7th Division outside the city, at all costs, also stop Chen Beixuan. Can not let him step into the capital!"

"Yes, sir!"

Many generals got up and agreed.

Waiting to send away these generals, Wu Dansheng immediately sank his face and looked at the black robes with fear. "Hu Zun, those troops may not be able to drag out Chen Beixuan, and finally they must ask the old gods to shoot."

"Please ask the President to rest assured that the country is the site of my black witch. His Chen Beixuan is strong, but he has arbitrarily entered the country and has broken the agreement. The Great Witch God will definitely take the shot."

Hu Zun is faint.

"This is fine, this is good."

Wu Dansheng heard the words and finally got a sigh of relief.

Chen Fan went all the way, and it was like a broken bamboo. It really frightened the war-torn general.

At this time, Chen Fan, who stood on the mound in the suburbs, finally set off.

Chen Fan took a step, not too bad, just fell within ten meters. Each step spans a distance of ten meters, just like a ruler. The steadfast body went to the capital of Burma, and in front of him was the tens of thousands of troops gathered.

"There are people who stop immediately. You are thinking about the government of the Burmese government and provoking the whole country. If we go further, we will fire immediately." A huge horn came from the army.

Many soldiers, holding the rifle in their hands, nervously looking at Chen Fan.

They also heard some rumors that the person in front of him was like a demon, and one person defeated tens of thousands of troops. The country of Burma itself is a country that is extremely backward. Ghosts and gods are prevalent, and the people are most afraid of ghosts and gods.

"Snapped!"

Chen Fan kept on taking a step and took another step.

"Open fire!"

As the officers ordered, he said, countless bullets were like a blast of wind and rain. Thousands of people fired at the same time. That grand occasion is almost beyond human imagination. It is like a Vulcan gun.

At this time, Chen Fan was three meters away, and the bullets were extremely dense, and they all collided with each other and collided with sparks.

It is an armored vehicle here, and it will be sieved by this dense bullet.

"Dangdang!"

A blue mask was born three meters away from Chen Fan. Many bullets hit the blue mask, and suddenly stopped, and made a burst of sound like a rain. It is the bullet rain and then the emergency, the real yuan shield is also not moving.

After the repair of the Shenhai Sea, Chen Fan can ignore all small weapons with only the real yuan.

"Hey!"

It is useless to see the gun. Many Tan. grams, howitzers, and self-propelled artillery began to fire.

Although these heavy weapons of the Burmese army are far less advanced than the Russian day, the power is not inferior. A heavy artillery shell, with a sharp burst of sound, like a sickle's sickle, went to Chen Fan.

"Boom!"

The shell hit the surface of the cyan reticle, and suddenly the visor vibrates violently. Even if you look closely, you can find that the sharp warhead is half embedded in the reticle. Then the shells exploded and blasted directly into the smash, and the shock waves and debris of the remaining forces hit Chen Fan as if it were a rainy blast.

"Dangdang."

A mask was broken, and another mask rose from Chen Fan's body.

In the realm of the sea of ​​gods, you can communicate with the sea on a small scale. Chen Fan’s real yuan almost never stops. In the eyes of many soldiers, a shell fell on Chen Fan and shattered a mask.

However, Chen Fan’s body is really infinite, as if it is endless.

In the end, many soldiers and generals have been desperate.

"Snapped!"

Chen Fan step by step, letting a number of general soldiers, come up with various methods.

Heavy grenades, aircraft bombs, machine guns, rockets, large infantry mines, armored vehicles and so on. The officers of the Burmese army almost tried all the methods. The fire was flooded, but they could not stop Chen Fan.

Chen Fan is like this, step by step, step by step, no move. Just relying on the real body of the body, it took a lot of gunfire and went to the front of these tens of thousands of people.

"God!"

"It is the gods who have come to the world."

"God's atonement! God's atonement!"

First the first soldier, dropped the gun and fell to the ground.

Then, where the second, third, and fourth Chen Fan went, there was a large piece of the blue pressure. The country of Myanmar is a country where religion is prevalent, and the people are superstitious. Chen Fan came hard with gunfire and showed no harm. It is like a fairy or a Buddha in mythology and legend.

Many Buddhists even kneel on the ground, repeatedly beheading, saying that ‘golden body Luohan down! ’

At the end of the day, even many officers and men were shaken and forced to fall to the ground by Chen Fan’s power.

From the sky, I saw a blue figure and walked step by step to the capital of Myanmar. Every time he went to a place, he smashed a large group of people, and finally tens of thousands of people abandoned the rifles and crouched on the ground, just like worshipping the saints.

"Hey, is it the front line? How is the situation, have you stopped him?"

In the car radio, officials from the Ministry of Defense asked urgently.

"I am sorry, sir, we can't stop a real god."

The Chief of Staff of the 5th Division, after hanging off the walkie-talkie. Directly got out of the car, kneeling on the knees, the forehead clung to the ground, and the trembling chanting:

"Please ask the gods to make atonement and forgive us for these ignorant mortals and make a big mistake."

Ten minutes later, Chen Fan stopped and raised his head.

The richest man in Myanmar, Nebi, has finally arrived.

Behind him, there are tens of thousands of Burmese soldiers who fell to the ground and did not dare to get up.

"Hey."

Inside the Ministry of National Defense, the generals who received the front-line calls, the whole person turned into a statue.

"What happened? Stop Chen Beixuan?"

Other colleagues, look at it with the look of expectation.

The general shook his head and looked like a waterway:

"he came."

Chen Fan is here.

However, it is different from many generals in the Ministry of Defense and many high-ranking members of the country like the ants on the hot pot. Chen Fan did not come to them, but came to the black witch.

"Hua Guo Chen Beixuan, meet the black witch, the great witch!"

With Chen Fan bursting out.

A huge sound, flat ground, like a rolling thunder, shaking away in all directions. The sound is vast, shaking hundreds of miles and rumbling the entire capital. The many Naypyidians who were hiding in the house and shivering and thought that another war had been stunned by the earthquake.

Many high-ranking Burmese countries are also one of them.

"This is Chinese? What do you mean?"

Wu Dansheng is on the spot.

At the same time as the sound, it is a grand mind, and instantly rises from Chen Fan. Like a skylight, across the capital, fiercely to the ghosts and witches to teach the altar, Montenegro fluttered.