Chapter 11

"There are a lot of zombies in this field..."

"Hoo However, after killing for such a long time, a promotion card has not burst out. It seems that the promotion card is really valuable. "

Fang fan shakes his head, and the Yellow turban strongmen army is extremely strong after being promoted to one star army. Everyone, including Guan Hai, has one star combat power, slaughtering among ordinary zombies It's easy to say.

There are hundreds of zombies in front of you. If you want to put them in front of you, Fang fan has to think about how to escape.

But now, at the command of the Yellow turban, the army of the Yellow turban warriors directly killed them. The army of the Goth Musketeers killed them at will, alternating attacks from far to near, and hundreds of zombies fell into a pool of blood.

Each attack of the Yellow turban force is basically 10 zombies killed, and the Goth Musketeers can basically guarantee more than 80% of the hit rate within the appropriate range.

This is a massacre.

Huang batian took people to hide in the dark. At the moment, they got into a small supermarket to avoid the zombies. Through the gap in the window, he saw the scene in front of him.

His eyes could not help but exude extreme admiration.

Why did pockmarked Wang dare to seize his base? Robbed their women and resources in the base areas?

Isn't it because pockmarked Wang has about ten such soldiers in his hand? At present, the soldiers under the young hands seem to be more powerful and invincible

"Who is there?"

Fang fan picked up the magic crystal from the ground, glanced at the right front, and then yelled.

He has just finished the battle here. If someone comes out at this time and wants a sparrow in the back, Fang fan doesn't mind letting him understand what is really cruel!

"Don't get me wrong, sir. We are all survivors. We hid in because of the zombie attack. Thank you for helping us annihilate the zombie."

In the small supermarket, Huang batian with people carefully walked out.

If you stay in it and don't say a word, it's likely to trigger hostility.

"I didn't mean to save you. It was just a coincidence. I don't need to thank you. If there's nothing wrong, goodbye."

Fang fan's face seemed a little cold, and then he would turn around.

"This brother..."

Huang batian hesitated and called again.

"Anything else? If you want me to take you, you'd better not talk about it. I don't want to be cumbersome

Fang Fan said harshly in front of him. Along the way, he has met many survivors with this idea.

Facts have proved that it is more in Fang fan's interest to attack alone.

"No, No Well, I think you are strong and strong. I don't know if you can help us clean up a gang of robbers

"This son of a bitch, relying on himself, has several ancient soldiers like you. When we go out to kill zombies, we occupy our nest. Our resources, children, women and children are all in it..."

"I don't know what it's like to be ruined by this animal!"

"Brother, I won't let you work in vain. We also killed a lot of zombies and got a lot of these stones and all kinds of cards We can give it to you as a reward... "

Huang batian is careful when he speaks. He is also gambling.

There is still a trace of humanity in gambling.

With the combat effectiveness of Fang fan's command now, kill them directly, and then seize the magic crystal and cards.

In the end of the world, things like this against ethics are common.