super big player system

Chapter 22
Zhang Fan is undoubtedly mysterious and strange in everyone's eyes, and he is also in awe.

No one knows whether Ling has killing intent, but Ling will definitely be afraid of the powerful and unpredictable flying knife in Zhang Fan's hand. Her confident spear and spear skills are also inferior to flying knives.

Although she didn't understand and even hated Zhang Fan a little bit, Ling knew that Zhang Fan was an extremely confident person, so confident that others would think he was a fool, but Zhang Fan had indeed done things that others could not believe.

Therefore, apart from the guilt she had caused for causing the fog of corpses to stay behind, she was also full of curiosity about Zhang Fan. She had never wanted to find out what a person was like now.

"Don't blame me for not distinguishing your food. I don't have much rations, and it seems that yours is more delicious than mine." Zhang Fan ate and drank self-consciously, transforming into that no one can avoid worrying about eating in this last days.

Ling snorted, if Zhang Fan wasn't so annoying, maybe she would take the initiative to share the food with Zhang Fan.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Fan stretched his waist and said, "How about I make a magic trick for you?"

Ling didn't answer, but just looked at Zhang Fan strangely, this guy's methods of picking up girls are too low.

"Remember not to blink, or you will doubt your own eyes." Zhang Fan got up and exaggerated the atmosphere mysteriously.

Ling hummed, and said to herself, "Don't blink if you don't blink, I'll see what tricks you can do."

However, Zhang Fan pressed and raised his hand, and the flying knife in his hand flew towards her like lightning, and the flying knife between his eyes could have pierced her eyebrows quickly.

And behind the flying knife was Zhang Fan's evil-looking smiling face.

Ling regretted and despaired in her heart, she shouldn't have shown mercy, she should have killed this bastard if she had the chance.

Just when she was about to close her eyes and accept death, the flying knife that was already in front of her suddenly disappeared out of thin air. What was even more strange was that Zhang Fan, who was dressed in brocade and white robes, disappeared. In front of her stood a shirtless man wearing a white back A muscular man in a pair of blue army trousers and army boots holding a gun in his hand.

That face was Zhang Fan's, but it was obviously different from before. It seemed to be bigger, with fierce muscles revealing a fierce expression.

"Cool or not." Zhang Fan looked at his body and couldn't help feeling proud. He had never had a body with strong muscles. He was a thinner type, but now he has a strong body like a typical soldier. Carrying a cool gun, there is a sense of excitement to go to the battlefield to make a sudden change.

"What the hell are you doing?!" Ling pressed the gun to suppress her anger, and she almost raised the gun to kill Zhang Fan, only to find out that the bastard deliberately used the throwing knife to scare her.

Zhang Fan held his gun and looked at Ling with a smile, "I'm a warrior like you now, are you surprised?"

"Surprise you big-headed ghost, if you play tricks on me again, I will really kill you!" Ling glared at Zhang Fan angrily, turned around and left the tent, and she was terrified at the moment when the flying knife approached, this joke was too much share!

Zhang Fan raised his eyebrows, looked at the cards in the system and sighed slightly: "Cool is very cool, but it would be great if you can activate cheats by using up, down, left, right, left and right BA like in the game."

[Congratulations to the host for activating the hidden attribute and gaining thirty lives. 】

"I'm stupid, this is okay?!"

Seeing the number 30 added to the card, Zhang Fan was so excited that he jumped up. He didn't expect that this cheat book could actually be used. What is there to be afraid of when you have thirty lives? What is there to be afraid of Contra Bill? !
"Wow ha ha, wow quack."

Hearing the crazy laughter in the tent, the bearded man whispered to Bai Lao: "Xiao Fan is not crazy, do you want to go in and have a look?"

Bai Lao was also puzzled and said: "He won't get sick, right? Melanism does make people go crazy."

"Then what should we do?" The bearded man became anxious for a moment. If Zhang Fan went crazy, everyone here would have no choice but to die, because they couldn't even survive a wave of corpses on their own.

Zhang Fan strode out of the tent with a gun in his hands. He was much taller and more powerful, and looked around at the crowd.

If not, everyone looked at him in surprise.

"Clan... Patriarch, are you not sick?" the bearded man leaned over and asked cautiously.

"Get out, you just got sick." Zhang Fan fired his gun into the sky and said, "Brothers, let me show you a real warrior!"

Hearing the roaring gunshots, the bearded man looked delighted, and secretly said: It's fine, it's fine.

Du Hai ran over and was stunned for a while, and didn't care to think about what happened, he hurriedly said: "There is already a large group of zombies turning over on the west slope, and they are approaching the camp soon."

"All of you rest while watching Lao Tzu perform for you." Zhang Fan strode out of the camp with a gun in his hand.

Ling frowned slightly and said: "What's wrong with your patriarch, you will change your outfit later."

"You outsiders don't ask, our patriarch is very good." The bearded man refused Ling's inquiry very politely. In fact, he was even more puzzled. If he was a magician, this awakening would be too good, almost One day at a time.

Seeing that Zhang Fan really left the camp alone and walked directly towards the group of corpses, everyone hurriedly followed, and the bearded man even organized his men to follow up to protect Zhang Fan. After all, he faced hundreds of zombies on foot with a single gun. The turbulent rush is also a terrifying thing during the day.

But Zhang Fan was halfway there, calmly waiting for the zombies on the sand dunes to pounce on him like ghosts coming out of the mountain.

When they got closer to within 50 meters, there was a whistling sound of bullets from one end of the gun.

The default is ordinary bullets, that is, the white bullets with the lowest damage in the game, but they also hit the zombies with intestines and guts, and this gun does not have sights, but the infinite ammunition attribute in the game is still valid here, so Relying on the dense ammunition to shoot, the flesh and blood flew all over the place for a while, and the damage was not bad.

"The patriarch doesn't even need to change the ammunition?!" Monkey said with a look of shock. Compared with him firing one shot to pull the bolt, and five shots to slowly refill the ammunition, the gun in Zhang Fan's hand is now better than the machine gun.

Aya also had doubts and surprises on her face. The gun didn't look like a magic gun, and the magazine might not be too big. I'm afraid it should have been empty in just 2 minutes.

Zhang Fan found that the power of the white bullets was still not enough, glanced at the card, only using the white bullets could only be said to have consumed [-]% of the energy, and immediately selected the M bullet bonus.

The golden light of M on the card flashed, and I felt my hand tremble, and the bullets fired from the muzzle instantly turned into red marbles, which were unusually conspicuous even in daytime.

And these red M bullets that look as big as ping pong balls are also amazingly powerful. One of them pierced a huge hole in the body of a rotting zombie, and after a few rounds, it was smashed into pieces. .

"My God, what kind of gun is this? The bullets are so big. A few shuttles can crush zombies." Du Hai couldn't help but marvel.

The bearded man even gave up his plan to bring people up to help, because when Zhang Fan went to that station, the zombies were like giving experience, one by one was swept up and torn like cards, and there was no chance to pounce on them.

Moreover, Zhang Fan's swish was a backflip that instantly opened up a distance of several meters, and even the ammunition did not stop in the air, drawing a beautiful line of fire.

(End of this chapter)