At this moment, Xu Fan stands like an ancient incomparable general, a hero from a fairy tale, right in front of tens of thousands of bats, his figure like a spear, standing upright.
The last ray of glow from the sinking evening sun falls onto Xu Fan's upright body, stretching his figure like that of a war god.
The car roars away behind Xu Fan, leaving behind a string of tears like pearls, shimmering in the twilight.
Taking a deep breath, Xu Fan shouted toward the swarm of bats in front of him, "This tree I planted, this road I paved, if you want to pass, leave a toll!"
Rumble!
Xu Fan's voice, like a thunderclap, explodes in the sky.
Responding to Xu Fan's voice, tens of thousands of bats halt simultaneously, and at this moment, hundreds of bats transform into human shapes, landing in front of Xu Fan, while many more are directly blasted into clouds of blood mist by his voice!
