Chapter 13: Kill zombies

Fang Fan looked dumbfounded...what new item appeared?

"The existing cards in the daily series of cards can be purchased directly, without the need to obtain them through card draw."

"The daily card series currently has: Serum Card!"

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

Fang Fan raised his eyebrows. According to the dog system, this daily card series is actually pretty good.

The serum card is used to get rid of corpse poison and there will be no shortage of sales.

And if you draw cards by drawing cards... it's too cheating, because the number of serum cards is too large.

"Thank you sir! Huang Batian must remember the grace of reconstruction!"

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

"It's okay, fair deals, but you are lucky enough..."

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

Fang Fan waved his hand and evacuated the legion in another direction.

This time Fang Fan took the Yellow Turban Army and the Gothic Musketeer Army towards the city center of Yangcheng.

Now the scattered zombies can no longer meet Fang Fan's needs.

He needs more and bigger groups of zombies, and he needs to draw more cards and magic crystals.

As the doomsday progressed longer and longer, more and more people gradually gave up the hope that all this was an illusion.

And until now, no rescue has ever come.

And zombies...but 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 area of ​​commercial street, our martial arts family has already packaged it, and everyone else who wants to kill zombies will roll me to other streets!"

"Hmph! Our Wu family bullets don't have eyesight!"

Fang Fan's expression changed with the sound of a glance of the submachine gun.

There are many zombies in the central area, and the streets are complex, so there are more opportunities for slaughter of zombies, and life safety is guaranteed.

Correspondingly, the more people came here to kill zombies.

But this so-called martial artist still wants to have a clearing movement?

Fang Fan's eyes showed a fierce look, and he continued to lead the army to kill zombies.

"Your Excellency, this place has been reserved by our martial arts family. If you want to kill zombies, go to other places!"

Wu Yong strode over and yelled at Fang Fan.

He also depends on whether Fang Fan has soldiers under his command. If it were changed to a solo operation, it would have been a sudden burst.

"The road goes up to the sky, half way, there are so many zombies here, why can't I kill?"

Fang Fan turned his head, glanced at these people, and arrogantly came to him... he was looking for the wrong master.

"I said, this is the zombie area exclusively for the Wu family, my friend, I have given you enough face."

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

Their martial arts family was a big family in this area before the end of the world, and after the end of the world, it was the first to rise, gathering a group of survivors, and now it has grown bigger.

Coupled with the acquisition of a batch of guns, it is even more arrogant.

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

Fang Fan shrugged and silently ordered Guan Hai to guard the front with the yellow turban warrior army.

"Then you are looking for death!"

"kill!"

Suddenly...

There was a violent gunfire, and the ten or so armed Wu family members in front of them shot directly, with an especially arrogant attitude.

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