super big player system

Chapter 19 Only I Can Negotiate Conditions

"Continue to defend." Zhang Fan floated to the ground, tightened his robe to resist the wind and sand, and walked towards the tent.

"The Patriarch Niubi!"

"The patriarch is mighty!"

Everyone shouted excitedly, full of fighting spirit and continued to fight against the zombies. Without the elite zombies, those ordinary zombies are a good time for them to practice their guns, and after the battle, they can still have a good income from crystal cores.

"Well, how do you think about it?" Zhang Fan opened the door curtain and walked in.

Ling was wondering what kind of ability Zhang Fan would have to kill the demon warrior that only her magic gun could kill with one blow, and it was even more strange to hear everyone shouting at Zhang Fan, but she didn't expect that Zhang Fan had already entered the tent.

"You...you're going to kill me right now?!" Ling looked at Zhang Fan in disbelief.

The moment Zhang Fan opened the door curtain and entered the tent, she looked at Fang in a daze. The white robe exuded intoxicating elegance and elegance, and even had a pitiful illusion of sadness. She had never seen such beauty and beauty when she grew up. Such a strange man.

"Of course, my son's martial arts is the best in the world, but he's just a small zombie with a heavy armored machine gun." Zhang Fan flipped his robes and sat back on the bed.

"Xiao Fan." The monkey ran in excitedly holding the iron helmet that had been punched out and said, "Your prize, the machine gun stuck to the zombie's hand, was chopped off by the deputy commander, do you want to bring it here?"

"Damn, the speed at which you lick the booty is really fast." Zhang Fan was stunned, and these guys finished licking the bag by himself, and waved his hand: "Don't bring those disgusting things to me, let me eat them." Deal with the beard."

"Okay, I put this down for you." The monkey excitedly placed the iron helmet on a box, and quickly got out of the tent to join the battle.

"Oh, I'm so good that you don't have time to think about it, but don't worry, I can wait slowly." Zhang Fan stepped on the bed and sat there with a seemingly uninhibited appearance. with POSE.

"You're dreaming!" Ling yelled angrily, and at this time Zhang Fan became the frivolous and even vulgar bastard in her eyes, "Hmph, he's a big bastard at all, it must be an illusion."

Zhang Fan saw that Ling turned his back to him and sighed helplessly. He actually didn't know that the more energy he used, the deeper Li Xunhuan's aura in him would be, so he used Feihua to ask for love. At that moment, his heart was full of words Clear melancholy and helplessness.

Li Xunhuan's giving up Lin Shiyin to Long Xiaoyun back then was a lifetime of pain and a lifetime of mistakes, which also created Li Xunhuan's melancholy and lonely temperament in the second half of his life.

"Horse, one skill is [-] energy. It seems that this card won't last long. It's a pity that you have such a handsome outfit." Zhang Fan became depressed alone. This is the first wave of zombies, and he tries to avoid Going to clean up the little zombies, I really can't bear to wear such a handsome outfit. If I were replaced by Ultraman, there would be no chance to pick up girls.

After killing a heavy-armed SS zombie, I now have 230 points of energy. It’s no problem to pay back, but I can’t make a lot of money. If I have ten consecutive draws, will I explode a high-level card?

The gunfire outside gradually weakened, and the first wave of zombie attacks was easily defeated before sunset.

The soldiers happily went out to dig the crystal nucleus, only Bai Lao was worried about how to defend at night.

The zombies are very active at night, which is equivalent to turning on the berserk mode, running at an amazing speed, and the camp lacks any defensive measures to prevent the invasion of zombies.

Now there is no other way but to defend in place, and moving back to the original village is just a few more broken walls. As long as the effect of the corpse fog is still there, zombies will come to the door wherever they go.

It was getting dark, and after a short rest, the bearded man led a few people to serve as the first guard at night. The rest of the people could rest as long as they could. As long as the zombies came, I am afraid that this night would be a tough battle.

Zhang Fan slept all afternoon, got up and ate bread and drank water under the dim light to prepare for the night's defense.

"Do you want to eat something?" He asked Ling who was leaning on the pillar.

Ling said unceremoniously: "You don't have any defense here, and you won't be able to survive tonight. The wisest thing you can do is to let me go, and I can help you defend."

"Oh, what skills do you have to help me defend?" Zhang Fan asked with a smile.

Ling turned from the pillar and said: "I have a holy light lamp, which can protect your camp from being invaded by zombies. As long as you let me go, I can guarantee that your camp will last until dawn."

"Bai Lao." Zhang Fan called Bai Lao over, and asked Bai Lao: "She said there is a holy light lamp that can protect us, what is it?"

Bai Laoyi said with a smile on his face: "In the last days, there are two things that can ensure that the camp will not be invaded by zombies. One is the cornerstone of safety. The magnetic field formed by the cornerstone will keep zombies and strange beasts out. The second is the holy light lamp. Under the shroud of light, zombies can hardly move, and they are the only magic weapon to protect the camp."

"Hand over your holy lamp." Zhang Fan asked Xiang Ling immediately.

Ling said angrily: "Delusion, unless you let me go."

"Then I will find it myself."

Zhang Fan got up and walked towards Ling, looked at Ling's body with Ling's shocked and flustered expression, first pressed on the belt to feel it would not be so small, and stared at Ling's somewhat proud chest under the leather jacket.

"You...you don't think it's hidden in my chest, do you?!" Ling stared wide-eyed at Zhang Fan's hand stretched out and pressed it.

Immediately angrily and anxiously said: "Stop that bastard, it's not on me, it's in the box on my car!"

"Oh, it feels good." Zhang Fan pressed Ling's chest viciously and withdrew his hand.

Ling stomped her feet angrily, angrily wanting to poke her head over and kill Zhang Fan who was slapping her.

"Patriarch, here we come, but we can't open it." Du Hai directly came in carrying a cargo box with a belt in the middle and two boxes at both ends.

Zhang Fan rubbed his fingers reminiscently, went to squat down to check Ling's box, and found that the whole thing was wrapped in black animal skin. It looked like there was an opening, but there was no place to open it.

"Tell me how to open it, or I'll smash it with a knife and a hammer."

"Stop." Seeing that Zhang Fan was going to cut with the flying knife, Ling shouted anxiously, angrily and urgently said: "Untie me, I need my palm prints to untie."

"Carry the box over and let her open it." Zhang Fan put away the throwing knife and stood up.

Du Hai hurriedly and the monkey came to the pillar with a box in their arms, and propped the box to Ling's hand tied behind the pillar.

Aya was forced to push her palm up helplessly, a red light instantly lit up on the black skin, and then a cover popped up automatically.

"You are such a bastard, a shameless big bastard!"

"Yo, I can use compound words to swear." Zhang Fan smiled, but his eyes turned cold for a moment: "Conditions can be negotiated, but only I can negotiate conditions. You are my prisoner now."

"Go to hell, damn bastard!" Ling scolded angrily, she didn't expect that Zhang Fan, who was not a stinky man in appearance, would be so insidious and cunning, if she knew this, she shouldn't have given up the idea of ​​attacking here.

(End of this chapter)