Chapter 684: upgrade game 10

Chapter 684 Upgrade Game 10

Luckily she did catch a fish.

A total of two.

One big and one small.

That thing rubs off the fish scales and cleans it up.

Fried, deep-fried, baked, boiled, stuffed, she thought very well.

But very realistically, it's not like the first day or two of the game anymore.

There is no one in a radius of a hundred miles.

The person who threw the gun may not have gone far, not to mention that there may be players coming behind.

If you want to eat it now, you can only eat it raw.

But won’t you get a stomachache if you eat it raw?

She was so frightened by the power of the river, that day she had a stomachache and almost ran into the safe zone.

Just bear with it.

Fu Anan swallowed her saliva while looking at the fish throat she had dissected, and put it into the space.

I am so hungry that my brain is confused.

Catched for a long time, caught a lonely.

She wrung out the clothes on her body and looked into the distance—

Since she can't find food, she's going to grab it.

It's no fun to grab the players behind. They are poorer than themselves, so they have to choose the players in the front.

Fu Anan thought to himself, and walked forward.

The players in front are not so easy to find.

But Fu Anan moved faster, and the man was killed by a shotgun shot.

The tiger's mouth, shoulders and elbows were numb from the recoil of the shotgun.

The man was killed, and Fu Anan realized that the man should have come downstairs from the right, passing by here and wanting to surprise the opposite side, but he bumped into himself.

Kill a little fat sheep.

There is also a little fat sheep upstairs.

Fu Anan decided to take up the weapon and complete the unfinished business.

The man upstairs was seriously injured, the bullet pierced his lung.

Fu Anan went up cautiously, thinking it was a fierce battle, but what he didn't expect was that this man was holding a grenade in his hand, waiting for someone to come up, and then pulled the grenade.

Anyway, he couldn't survive, so he just got a back pad.

Fu Anan almost gave him a cushion.

What's worse is that the bomb blew up people and supplies, and the little fat sheep blew itself up.

Fu Anan squatted on the ground in pain, and picked up the barely usable things from a pile of bombed things. There were also two burnt bread on the ground.

Pick it up, get rid of the dirty and burnt ones, and put a little Fu Anan in his mouth.

She is so humble.

Fortunately, the other backpack is still intact.

The bulging one, it looks like it has a lot of things in it.

Don’t laugh at me for paying in installments.

Hahaha, sorry