Chapter 20: Greedy survivor

The survivors looked at Fang Fan with a little fear. After all, Fang Fan and their bravery had been deeply imprinted in the minds of these survivors.

These survivors were forced to come out to kill the zombies and become stronger... They are still in that self-protection stage.

People like Fang Fan who take pleasure in killing zombies... naturally they can't do it.

Cards and magic crystals all over the floor, Fang Fan and a group of legions who lay in a pile of zombies taking a breather...

The eyes of those survivors gradually changed.

Although there is still fear, but more greedy.

They each glanced at each other, then nodded secretly.

"This strong man, I think you are also tired. We will collect these cards and magic crystals for you..."

"We know that you and your legion are very powerful, but you must have been very tired after killing so many zombies in one breath, right? Don't force us...we are crowded!"

"We just want these cards and magic crystals... don't force us!"

The surrounding survivors surrounded each other, they exuded wolfish gazes, with a hint of aggression...

Fang Fan lowered his head, feeling sad for these people inexplicably.

Survival in the last days is not easy.

But people like this kind of greedy are also the one who hates Xiang Fangfan the most.

You are a man, you can go to fight with zombies and fight with them! Even if I die, I am willing!

And the behavior in front of us is robbery!

Grabbed him Fang Fan's head!

"These are my trophies, you shouldn't take them."

Fang Fan's voice was calm, and he was trying his best to control his emotions.

"Humph! But if we hadn't surrounded these zombies on the sidelines, these zombies would have run away long ago, why shouldn't we take some trophies?"

"Furthermore, if you have a share, why not let us take it? You are all exhausted, and you should let us get some spoils!"

"We don't want to kill you, but don't be too arrogant!"

"We took the trophy, and we won't take your life!"

These survivors suddenly portrayed themselves as righteous in an instant, turning plunder into a kind of righteous act to kill the rich and help the poor...

These zombies... need them to contain them?

If Fang Fan led the two legions to kill these zombies, most of these survivors would have been buried here today.

Their reasoning is one set...it's a pity...it doesn't sound good!

"I'll say it again, put down the spoils, and get out!"

Fang Fan's voice was still calm, rippling slowly like a microwave in clear water.

"impossible!"

"Hmph! It's all a group of soft-footed shrimp...Don't toss..."

...

Fang Fan stood up, Guan Hai also stood up, Hans also stood up...

The wind is still whistling, and the blood is still flying...

The smell of blood on the battlefield grew stronger.

The looters in front of them fell into a pool of blood in horrified eyes...