Hearing Ye Chen’s question, the boy blurted out and refuted: “First of all! I don’t believe you came from China at all! Because this is simply unrealistic!”

After saying that, he looked at everyone and said very seriously: "Everyone has studied world geography and China geography. We must know the distance between China and China here!"

"If you fly from the central part of China, the straight line distance will be at least 6,000 kilometers, right?"

"If you fly from the western part of China, the straight line distance will not be less than 5,000 kilometers."

Ye Chen raised his thumb and smiled, "You are so fucking smart! You know everything!"

After saying that, Ye Chen changed his tone and said jokingly: "But you guessed it wrongly. I didn't come from Central China or West China, I came from East China."

"East China?!" An Indian boy who was called a very smart person by Ye Chen said disdainfully: "It's even more impossible in East China! When East China arrives here, it's at least 7,000 kilometers. How did you fly over in such a short time? Take a rocket?"

As he said that, he sneered again: "And, as we all know, Syria has not resumed navigation due to the war. If you want to go from China to Syria, you must first fly to your neighbors and then transfer to land transportation. Even if you use the shortest route, you will not be delayed for a minute. According to my estimate, it will take at least twenty hours for you to arrive, but we have not been captured until now. Do you have the ability to predict the future? So, if you want me to say, you are simply lying!"

Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, looked at He Zhiqiu, and asked, "Has this guy been so terrible all the time?"

He Zhiqiu's expression was a little awkward and hesitant at the same time.

In fact, she was not sure about Ye Chen's identity, and she was not sure about what Ye Chen said.

Moreover, listening to Ye Chen's voice face to face is somewhat different from what she and Ye Chen heard through their mobile phones during WeChat communication.

In addition, Ye Chen did not identify his identity, so she was a little confused at once.

After all, the speculation made by the Indian boy just now is not without reason. Ye Chen's statement is more or less contrary to logic, both in terms of time and space.

At this time, the Indian-born Dazhi continued, "Tell you that our Navy SEALs strive for 100% success every time they perform a mission, so they will definitely formulate a comprehensive rescue plan first, and then carry out a scalpel-style rescue operation! I believe how long they will save us!"

Ye Chen sneered, "Okay, stop being fucked nonsense. Just you will be able to swear if you open your mouth, right?"

"I tell you the truth, the news of your people being captured has not been reported at all by the European and American media!"

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Chapter completed!