Chapter 13 Killing Zombies in a Private Room

Fang Fan was stunned... What new items appeared?

"Existing cards in the daily series of cards can be purchased directly, and there is no need to obtain them through card extraction."

"The daily series of cards are currently available: Serum Cards!"

"The serum card sells for five low-grade magic crystals!"

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows. According to the dog system, this daily series of cards is actually quite good.

Serum cards are used to remove corpse poison, and there will be no shortage of sales.

And if it is drawn by drawing cards... it is too embarrassing, because the number of serum cards is too large.

"Thank you, Your Excellency! I, Huang Batian, will surely remember the grace of re-creation in my heart!"

After getting the weapon card and skill card, Huang Batian bowed respectfully to Fang Fan.

"It's okay, equal trade, it's just that you are lucky enough..."

"If you need it in the future, you can come to me."

Fang Fan waved his hand and withdrew in the other direction with the legion.

This time, Fang Fan ran towards the center of Yangcheng City with the Yellow Turban Legion and the Gothic Musketeers.

Now some sporadic zombies can no longer meet Fang Fan's needs.

He needs more and bigger zombie groups, and he needs to open more cards and magic crystals.

As the apocalypse goes on for longer and longer, more and more people are gradually giving up hope that all this is an illusion.

And so far, no rescue has come.

And the zombies... are more and more.

If you want to live, you have to kill zombies, get cards, and get magic crystals.

Use cards and magic crystals to strengthen yourself!

"This commercial street, our Wu family has already packaged it, and everyone else who wants to kill zombies will go to other streets for me!"

"Humph! Our Wu family's bullets don't have long eyes!"

The sound of submachine gun glances came, and Fang Fan's complexion changed.

There are many zombies in the central area, and the streets are complicated, so there are more opportunities to kill zombies, and life safety is guaranteed.

Correspondingly, there will be more people who come here to kill the zombies.

But this so-called martial artist still wants to have a clean-up campaign?

Fang Fan's eyes showed a stern look, and he continued to lead the legion to slaughter the zombies on his own.

"Your Excellency, this place has been reserved by our Wu family. If you want to kill zombies, go somewhere else!"

Wu Yong strode over and shouted at Fang Fan.

He also saw if Fang Fan had soldiers under his command. If it was a one-man operation, it would have been a shot.

"The road is half way to the sky. There are so many zombies here, why can't I kill them?"

Fang Fan turned his head and glanced at these people, domineering on his head... It was the wrong owner.

"As I said, this is the exclusive zombie area for the Wu family, my friend, I've already given you enough face."

Wu Yong raised the submachine gun in his hand, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

Before the end of the world, their Wu family was the big family in this area. After the end of the world, it rose first, gathered a group of survivors, and now it has grown bigger.

Coupled with getting a batch of guns, it's even more arrogant.

"But I don't want to give you face."

Fang Fan shrugged and silently ordered Guan Hai to take the Yellow Turban Legion to guard the front.

"Then you are courting death!"

"kill!"

chug chu...

There was a burst of violent gunfire, and the dozen or so warriors with guns in front of them shot directly, with a particularly arrogant attitude.

But before they chose to attack, Fang Fan had made Guan Hai and Hans ready for battle.