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Snowflakes floated around, and the pure white and crystal-clear ice crystals were like silk floating in the wind, passing by in front of you.

Wang Yan and Nan Lian stood at the edge of the cabin and looked into the distance.

In front of the left side of this airport, a clear and quiet lake water is like an endless ocean. Against the backdrop of the leisurely falling snowflakes, it is like a dazzling blue eye, embedded on the Siberian plains.

"Lake Baikal, it's really beautiful..." Nan Lian gently held Wang Yan's wrist and looked at the snow scene of Lake Baikal near her, her expression couldn't help but be moved.

As the oldest, clearest and deepest freshwater lake in the world, Lake Baikal has always amazed the world, especially the area of ​​water that is the largest in the Eurasian continent. In ancient China, it once called her the Beihai.

Under the falling ice and snow, Nanlian's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her blue ice eyes were now filled with the dazzling lake water. Wang Yan was a little intoxicated by the side, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise his mouth slightly, "Your eyes are more beautiful than the lake water."

A flushing cloud seemed to be red, dyeing Nan Lian's cheeks red. She looked at Wang Yan with a little shyness. The affectionate scenes of the two seemed to be frozen, leaving only the falling pure white snowflakes slowly falling between them.

"Ahem, the love between the Son of Flame and the Queen of Ice is really envious."

A joke like a cough broke the scene freeze.

Wang Yan and Nan Lian laughed, and naturally understood who the person who made the sound was. The two turned their eyes and walked under the gangway of the plane.

"Belissa, brothers Tanks, don't be fine."

The late winter hunting god, Perissa Nova, and the red tank and Christo Meyev, who had fought with Nan Lian and Wang Yan at the Youth Conference, stood on the left and right sides of the plane gangway, and had been waiting for a long time.

Behind these two people, there was a team of soldiers lined up in an orderly manner, and it was obvious that they should be the ground troops of the Russian Polar Bear Secret Service, who came to greet Wang Yan and Nan Lian.

"On behalf of the General Office of the Polar Bear Secret Service and the Irkutsk Branch, I welcome you." Bailisa stood under the gangway and greeted her with a smile.

At this time, she changed into a black leather jacket, under which she was tight and close to the leather jacket. Her delicate and beautiful figure looked even more beautiful and charming. The wolf cloak, which symbolized the hunting god, was still covered by her. The snow-white and thick wolf fur set off her already heroic temperament and majestic.

Her inseparable battle pet, Renos, the King of North Bear, also reduced her originally mighty and domineering body at this time, and turned into the size of an ordinary white bear, squatting quietly beside her.

Opposite to Perissa, Christo Meyev, a red tank known as the immortal monster, also looked at Wang Yan with a smile on his face.

The tall and mighty red tank is still short-haired sunglasses, and a clean and neat military dress. However, due to the cold weather, he coated a military jacket on a T-shirt.

The thick cotton jacket in the army green sets up his tower-like majestic figure, making it even taller. Standing in front of people, it looks like a high wall, full of visual impact.

At present, including Wang Yan and others, these top superpowers don’t wear clothes according to the season because they are cold. This is because they avoid living in this world like an alien. After all, whether they are superpowers or ordinary people, they are part of this world and need to integrate into this society to enjoy the fun and beauty of life.

"Lao Wang, long time no see."

Seeing Wang Yan and Nan Lian get off the plane, the red tank took the lead to meet him, stretched out his hand enthusiastically, and held it tightly with Wang Yan.

He and Bo Lisa were considered to have met Wang Yan and Nan Lian without fighting. Meeting again at this time was like an old friend gathering. The scene of fierce fighting between each other at the conference seemed to be stopped at yesterday, and it was still vivid in my mind.

"Hmm? Tank brother, are you S-level too?"

Wang Yan was slightly shocked, and at the moment of shaking hands with the red tank, he suddenly felt an unparalleled force coming from the other party's palm.

The air between the two of them immediately stirred up a circle of translucent air waves that could be seen with the naked eye. The extremely domineering power seemed to be able to crush his palms and bones at any time.

Wang Yan turned his eyes and looked at the red tank. I have to say that in terms of pure power, the red tank is really the unquestionable king on this planet.

At the beginning of the half-step S-level stage, the red tank was known as the king of land warfare and an immortal monster with its extremely powerful power. At this moment, after advancing to S-level, it reached a terrifying level, a monster among monsters.

Wang Yan dares to say that in the face of this force, even mountains, rivers and land will collapse.

"Haha, this is also thanks to the result of the battle with you. I believe that no one is my opponent in front of me, but you taught me a solid lesson." The red tank smiled loudly, and when he saw Wang Yan's reaction, the smug look in his eyes couldn't help but increase a little more.

"So after the competition, for more than half a year, I was savoring the meaning of fighting with you, and I also experienced a life-threatening situation. As a result, I happened to be half a year earlier than you and advanced to S level!"

"Brother Tank is so amazing." Wang Yan became interested. It seemed that in this world, he was not only working hard, but there seemed to be flames rising in his eyes.

"I'm not far from the Son of Fire who has made so many big deeds in the world." The red tank said with a modest expression, but the strength in his hands increased a little more. "When I first took the S-level half, I thought I was inferior to you, but now I have accumulated more than you in the first half of the year, so you have to be careful."

The red tank was eager to try, and he was confident that with the accumulation of half a year, he would be able to catch up, and even beat Wang Yan a few points.

Behind him, the elite soldiers also showed excitement, excitement and pride.

"With the unrivaled power of the red tank, the Son of Fire will definitely lose!"

Out of friendship and politeness, these soldiers did not say what they thought, but the red tank is an idol of these Russian soldiers. Now the power of the red tank is the direct troops, their direct troops have witnessed it with their own eyes.

The extremely powerful cruise missile hit the front, which only hurt him a little.

Although the name of the Son of Fire and related deeds are world-renowned, as a top superman in the fire system, he is definitely not as good as the hero in their army in terms of physical strength, the red tank!

Almost no one in the audience was optimistic about Wang Yan, only the hairy crabs following behind with their luggage and Nan Lian beside him looked at the red tank with sympathy.

He actually dared to show off in front of Lao Wang. It seems that he has not learned a lesson yet.

"Brother Tank lost last time, he was unwilling to accept it. Do you want to do it again?" Wang Yan smiled disapprovingly.

He understood that the other party had no malicious intentions. The red tank had the typical character traits of an old Russian. When facing enemies and strangers, he would appear quite indifferent and terrifying. However, if he really wanted to become friends, he would find the other party's bold and enthusiastic side.

However, since the other party wanted to compete, Wang Yan would not give in to him.

"It seems that I will teach you another lesson today." As his eyes narrowed, Wang Yan immediately used the pure Yang true fire in his body, and fought back with a force that was no less than the other party.

I saw where the Pure Yang True Fire passed, the squeezed muscles on Wang Yan's palm immediately became full and swollen. At the same time, a temperature that seemed to melt the steel began to rise on the surface of his palm.

"Wow!"

Wang Yan's arm skin began to turn slightly red, and his skin and muscles became as hard as steel, with extremely powerful force, and the body temperature was as hot as magma. Soon, strands of white steam began to rise at the intersection of the red tank and Wang Yan's palms, and the red tank's expression became more and more serious.

"Hiss! Ah!"

A few seconds later, the red tank could no longer withstand the double pressure of strength and flames. He let out a light cry, retracted his palm, and defeated the formation.

"Old Wang, you are such a monster! I have never seen a fire-type psychic, and you can have such strong power."

The red tank frowned, and then looked at the palm of his hand that had a red hot palm print.

Wang Yan disagreed, but smiled quite helpfully, "I think it's quite an honor to be called a monster by you, a monster."

A group of soldiers behind him were already shocked. Not only was the fire-type superpower magical, but he was not at a disadvantage in his power. It was so terrifying! The key is that he is still so young. If he continues like this, what will happen in the future?

"Ahem, Christo, the Son of Fire and the Queen of Ice, but our distinguished guest of the Secret Service, you are so rude." Bai Lisa smiled politely at Wang Yan, and turned sideways to meet Nan Lian who was walking down the steps.

"Xiao Yan, we are guests, so we should be more low-key." Nan Lian said, stretching out her delicate hand and shook with Bai Lisa very politely.

The two generous and decent women are much lower-key than the two men with strong spirits, but they can still feel that the fighting spirit of fair and secretly competing between the two women's eyes is colliding fiercely.

The superpower is the top of the biological chain on this planet, so having a good opponent is the key to their continuous improvement. Their relationship is like two equally top athletes, competing with each other and improving each other. At the same time, being friends adds a lot of fun to their life path.

"I'm rude and rude. Lao Wang, I must have a good conversation with you when I have the opportunity."

"Brother Tank, you are a good opponent, and I look forward to competing with you again."

The two shook hands again in a very friendly manner and politely made each other.

When everyone was about to get on the car driving with the red tank, Bolisa was surprised to hear her cry behind her.

"Wait, this... Nanlian, how could you have this necklace?"

Bai Lisa's eyes contracted, her eyes stayed in front of Nan Lian's clothes, and she could not move them away for a long time.

Nan Lian widened her eyes in surprise, "This is the necklace left by my mother. You, do you know it?"
Chapter completed!