The fascination and the tug-of-war heard Zhang Fan’s words, and his face was green.

The ten thousand zombies of their northern original city and the city of Haltal have been destroyed by Zhang Fan and received.

There are only 50,000 dead bodies left each.

Ninety percent of the 50,000 zombies are ordinary zombies.

There are only 5,000 zombies left.

If Zhang Fan wants to eat all the ordinary zombies, doesn’t that mean they can only have more than five thousand left each person?

From hundreds of thousands of people, instantly became only more than 5,000.

This psychological gap is not usually big.

The boy was going to be angry.

However, the gap next to him was pulled over his clothes in advance, and said to him: "China has an old saying, small can't bear it is a plot."

The corner of the mouth of the Biao was pumped, apparently forcibly pressing the fire in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Fan's 10,000-day special team had already started, and carried out a bloody massacre of the more than 90,000 zombies.

The trolls saw the fire in his heart, and from time to time he wanted to do it to Zhang Fan.

The ruphy is watching the blood in the heart.

He thought that in the beginning, he took these zombies, and it also cost a lot of money.

Now that he has been eaten by Zhang Fan's last-day special team, how can he be willing?

But this is already the case, and I can only watch the last days special teams eat their more than 90,000 ordinary zombies clean.

This scene to see those more than 1 zombies one by one is heart-whipped.

They were afraid that Zhang Fan would order another, and they would be eaten.

In the current situation, this is very likely.

A dead body next to him looks like he should be his counselor.

He tremblingly asked Zhang Fan, “The Lord of the city, all the ordinary zombies have been eaten, so what are the rest of us?”

Zhang Fan's cold eyes glanced at the zombie, so that the zombie's heart hit a chill again.

The next Mark replied in Zhang Fan’s place: “Our lord has already said that as long as we return to our cool city, we can avoid a death.”And you who are more than 1st level of zombies, will be even the subordinates of our Lord Zhang.He will not harm you.This you can look at our Doomsday Special Team, under the leadership of Zhangcheng, each has reached more than 4 levels.As long as you do your work well, one day you will all reach the evolutionary zombies.”

Mark is telling the truth.

As Zhang Fan occupied more and more cities, more zombies are needed to take care of them.

His more than a million corpses is not enough.

So as long as he comes to surrender, he can give them good treatment.

The counselor heard the dead, looked at Zhang Fan, and gradually opened his heart.

He looked at him and looked at him, and his heart was dark.

At this time, the open-minded counselor with a hint of flattering color said to Zhang Fan: "Zhangcheng Lord, your subordinates are strong and strong, and you have great aspirations."This is truly congratulatory.Today, our two great cities are down to you, and it is right.Our lord—oh no, our boss said, in our town of Hurtal, there are a few boxes of good wine, all two hundred years old.You know, we don't drink much of the dead, so let's send a few people to Hurtar City now and bring those boxes of wine and give it to you."

Wine from 200 years ago?That's a good thing!"

Mark said, looking at Zhang Fan.

I saw him nod his head.

Mark said, "You can move here, but you don't have to go, we have a multi-function watch on our side to make a call, and someone naturally sent it over there."

The counselor nodded, "This is the best, this is the best."

...

That night, the wine came.

Indeed, two hundred years ago, the virus did not erupt when the good wine, for people who like to drink, just smell, feel the aroma of the nose.

Then he drank it.

At the same time, let the obscleus and the budding let go of the amount to drink.

Although the two of them were zombies, they had no feeling for wine at all, but at this time, in order not to destroy the atmosphere, the two of them also drank a lot of zombies.

The zombies don’t get drunk, but they’re human.

Although he reached the peak martial arts level and drank a lot of alcohol, after drinking a full two boxes of white wine, he was also red and his cheeks were dizzy.

At this time, Mark let the other zombies withdraw.

Let the two zombies come and clean up the messy table.

Let the two beautiful dead women come over and hold Zhang Fan to rest.

At this time, he was already drunk.

After being helped into the room, lay on the bed, screaming.

In the winter, nothing can be heard except the whistling of the north wind.

Around two o'clock in the night, the door of Zhang Fan's room was quietly opened a gap.

Then two zombies slipped into Zhang Fan’s room.

These two zombies are the buds and the fascination.

They looked at each other in bed, and the two of them looked at each other.

He took a few steps and came to Zhang Fan’s bed.

The fingernails of his right hand seemed to flash through the cold.

Then he raised his paws and drew hard on Zhang Fan’s neck.

姧-

With a soft sound, Zhang Fan’s neck was caught with four deep mouths.

The blood came out like no money.

Zhang Fan struggled painfully.

Then he put out his paws and pointed to his head.

姧-

With a soft sound, Zhang Fan’s head was cut in half.

Zhang Fan finally stopped fighting.

This process is long, in fact, it has ended in just two seconds.

After waiting for about a minute, I saw that Zhang Fan never moved again.

The paprike turned back, with a smile on his face, and said to the open: “This is dead?”It's very simple."

The fraught was unexpected, frowned and did not speak.

At this moment, the door suddenly opened.

Outside the door, Mark was standing there with a smile on his face: "The Lord is a god, you two are really a ghost."

The eyes and the eyes are not good.

The trumpet jumped straight over to Mark.

However, just the moment he jumped out of the door, a knife instantly crossed.

姧-

The half in front of the head of the Biao was cut down directly, and the blood suddenly squirted out.

Zhang Fan appeared, and took out the blood core from the head of the papyur, and swallowed it directly.

Then he said to Mark, "The body of the chief's dead body has rewarded you."

“Thank you, Lord, thank you Lord!”

Mark was in tears.

And the heart is a great fear.

This human being is only a warrior, and the tupling is equivalent to the human warrior.

It is reasonable to say that even if this human being is powerful, it is impossible to kill the peddler with a knife.

What is this?

Too late to think about it, he turned around, knocked through the window, and jumped out.

In the face of a human being who is lower than him, he turned around and fled, which has never happened in his zombie career.