The fox and tiger power have reached this level, which is unprecedented. But Chen Xiaopang can still enjoy himself, and Chen Fan can't help but admire this guy's self-bright feeling.

"Brother, if you have something to say, how about we talk about a deal?" Bai Chaohou did not even look at Chen Xiaopang, but stared at Chen Fan. He was curious when such a genius figure was in charge in this small camp? It should have been recently reached, so it must be like this! Bai Chaohou felt that he might not be a state of death. Perhaps as long as he promised enough benefits, he could win over this young man.

After all, all survivors want to live more comfortably while living.

Seeing that Chen Fan didn't speak, Bai Chaohou did not dare to act rashly. With just one move, he knew that his strength was far from Chen Fan's opponent. If he wanted to save his life, he had to take advantage of it! He recalled the inventory in the camp and said, "We have a lot of fine wine and food in our camp! There are also some beauties in captivity, brothers, as long as we join us, we can live a rich life!"

Then he explained: "This is not just a little brother, but an equal to our brothers. Even brothers, you just need to enjoy it. We have everything! There is nothing missing!"

Uncle Ming and others were moved and looked at Chen Fan with some concern, fearing that this young man would not be able to resist the temptation.

There is anything? Nothing is missing?! What does this mean? Other survivors are struggling to survive like mice all day long, unable to eat enough, and have to be worried all the time. In Bai Chaohou's words, they say that they have a lot of food and wine, and beauties in captivity! This can almost make people crazy!

If it were another survivor, he would probably agree without hesitation! But Chen Fan was not an ordinary survivor. He was not interested in these things and shook his head and said, "I think it's better for you to die."

Bai Chaohou was shocked and exclaimed: "Brother, wait! Are you not interested in food? Without food, you won't live long!"

Chen Fan still shook his head and said, "I'm really not interested in these things, but I'm very interested in your death."

"Just because I killed someone, you want me to die?" Bai Chaohou beat Chen Fan, but he was not willing to give up.

"That's right." Chen Fan nodded and said, "You are still a little enlightened."

"Hahaha, you idiot, who will care about these moral and legal norms at this time? Even if those people are not killed by us, they will eventually become food for zombies. People without strength do not have the right to survive!" Bai Chaohou cursed angrily.

"You may be able to think like this, but at least I am not used to this kind of behavior. Maybe I have been a good citizen who knows the law since I was a child, at least I still have a conscience. Although I am a little cold-blooded now, I have been a good citizen for too long and my thoughts are a bit deeply rooted. If it weren't for the zombies, if you say that killing people will not break the law, I wouldn't dare to kill them." Chen Fan replied seriously after hearing this.

"Maybe, I will be like you in the future and can do something that harms others and benefits myself, but that is also something that will happen in the future. Anyway, I don't have that high level of ideological awareness now. In short, you are going to die today."

For example, if a snail grass root has been too long, he suddenly became powerful and went against the sky. If you want to get used to bullying others, it will take some time to transition. Chen Fan was originally a very ordinary person. He only had an unexpected dual cultivation that he had today's strength, but his mind was only similar to that of ordinary people.

"Okay! OK! OK! Since you are so stubborn, then you can die!" Bai Chaohou was extremely angry and stopped persuading anything. His hand that had been put on his waist suddenly turned around.

Chen Fan's spiritual sense was always alert to Bai Chaohou's every move. When Bai Chaohou was moving, Chen Fan also moved. He rushed over with a sudden step, and a short knife suddenly appeared in his palm, slashing towards Bai Chaohou's throat.

Seeing Chen Fan suddenly moving, Bai Chaohou's face changed drastically. His other hand quickly moved to meet the enemy, but his other hand did not stop.

The sound of a "clang" collision between two swords was followed by a dull sound of "swish", which was the unique sound of the blade breaking through the friction between the body and the muscles.

Bai Chaohou stared at his chest with wide eyes. The slender sharp knife suddenly appeared with cold and cold light. He turned his head back with difficulty, and then saw a flawless and beautiful face. However, this beauty-like face did not contain any emotion, only indifference.

Wu Yin looked at the ugly man who was so open that he could no longer speak, and drew out the thin knife expressionlessly.

A stream of blood gushed out from Bai Chaohou's chest.

Bai Chaohou knelt on the ground, blocking the bloody mouth in his chest with one hand, and opening his mouth to try to say something, and at this moment, another cold light flashed in his desperate eyes.

Chen Fan raised his sword and slashed Bai Chaohou's throat again, and blood sprayed again...

An ugly man died in this way.

Chen Fan squatted down and wiped the blood from Bai Chaohou's short knife on his clothes. He repaired the knife to make Bai Chaohou turn into a zombie. Because the long knife on Wu Yin's hand stuck to many zombies' blood. In order to make Bai Chaohou die, Chen Fan could only kill him again and kill him cleanly.

Everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to pay attention to what fell from Bai Chaohou's hand.

gun?!

Everyone was shocked! Bai Chaohou actually hid this thing. If he took it out from the beginning, no one here would be spared!

Even Chen Fan was shocked. If he hadn't realized his small move just now and took the lead, he might have taken out a gun and shot him! Even if he was a cultivator, at his current realm, he would not be able to block bullets!

You should know that the guns have been greatly improved now, and the gun head is no longer aimed at humans, but warcraft.

Without extremely powerful lethality, powerful monsters will definitely not be damaged. Therefore, guns are also one of the fastest development aspects of human technology.

Thinking of this, Chen Fan was sweating coldly. He was about to pick up this dangerous item, but Chen Xiaopang was taken first.

"Xiao Pang, this is not something children can play with. Give me your fault and be careful of getting angry!" Chen Fan said seriously.

Chen Xiaopang seemed to have not heard Chen Fan's words. Looking at the pistol in his hand, the expression on his face was exactly the same as when Chen Fan saw Obsidian before!

The scorching eyes, the excitement that cannot be concealed.

"Fatty, are you not pointing at me with the gun!"

Chen Xiaopang laughed and said, "I finally got a pistol! Mr. Jing is no longer a soft persimmon that can be kneaded by others at will! Haha!"

Looking at Chen Xiaopang who looked like a villain, everyone felt a sense of coldness.

Chen Fan rushed over and snatched the pistol from the infatuated Chen Xiaopang, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Chen Xiaopang woke up from a dream and said in confusion: "Cousin, why are you snatching me again?"

Chen Fan slapped him and said angrily: "What are you snatching you? When did this gun become yours? Did you almost point me to death with the tip of the gun just now!"

Chen Xiaopang touched his head and said disapprovingly: "The gun is in my hand, there will be no problem. I have a nickname, Xiao Jing, the magic gun!"

Chen Fan said, "Your sister! Little hairy boy, don't touch this dangerous thing!"

"Fuck, don't believe it. I started touching a gun at the age of three. I have been playing with it for more than ten years now. It is a hundred times more powerful than playing with a knife!" Chen Xiaopang snorted.

"It's the same as true. In short, if you want me to give you a gun, there's no way." Chen Fan said disdainfully. To give a gun, Chen Xiaopang wouldn't be like burying a time bomb on him and killing his own people at any time.

Seeing that Chen Fan looked like he was unbelievable, Chen Xiaopang turned to Zhen Shanhu and said, "Big Tiger, you are a warrior. You should know that there are some young masters who are very awesome in playing guns, just like me."

When Zhen Shanhu heard Chen Xiaopang's question, he also told the truth: "There are indeed some geniuses who play with guns, but most of them use knives and don't know much about guns."

Chen Xiaopang turned to Uncle Ming again and said, "Do you understand that gay man?"

"Your sister!" Chen Fan said angrily: "Call Uncle Ming!"

Uncle Ming also shook his head, not being able to do anything about fighting. However, Liu Yan suddenly asked, "Xiao Pang, then tell me, what kind of gun is this?"

"The Chinese Type 84 pistol, a 9mm diameter semi-automatic pistol, was developed in 2015. The gun is 220 mm long and the barrel is 125 mm long... The bullet capacity is 20 rounds, the firing rate is slow, 0.8 seconds per round. However, the shooting accuracy is high, the penetration is strong, the maintenance is good, and the failure rate is low... It is mostly used to kill small monsters." Chen Xiaopang said the performance characteristics of this gun in one breath while others were stunned.

After listening, Liu Yan smiled slightly and said, "Xiao Pang is right, he does understand guns."

Chen Fan was skeptical. It would be a great thing if there was one more sharpshooter in the team. Although the gun could not be used randomly, if you encounter a strong enemy like Ying Qiqi, you can ensure your invincibility to a certain extent.

He handed the gun to Chen Xiaopang. Unexpectedly, after Chen Xiaopang took this very handy gun, his rootless pink fingers quickly moved. The pistol quickly rotated in his palm, from the palm to the back, and then from the back of the palm to the palm, it was dazzling and very fancy. With this hand, even Chen Fan, who touched the gun for the first time in his life, could see that Chen Xiaopang was indeed a master of gun tricks.

Chen Fan looked at the proud and hateful face and said in shock: "Oh, you fat man, you actually have a trick. It's so damn that I can't reveal it!"

Chen Xiaopang's lips curled slightly, and he smiled disdainfully, with a master's demeanor. He said, "Let's see how your little master Jing is so angry! Look!"

Everyone saw Chen Xiaopang's eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and the pistol that was rotating rapidly in his hand suddenly stopped being held firmly in his hand. Although the little fat hand seemed a bit inappropriate to hold the gun, the hand holding the gun was still motionless.

This scene doesn't look like the brainless Chen Xiaopang, but more like a gunman who never came out of the world.

As Chen Xiaopang gently pulled the trigger, there was a loud "touch".

The fly that had just fallen on the body of the Bai Chaohou disappeared.

Everyone was shocked!

The first thing was shocked was Chen Xiaopang's superb level and sharp eyes with his gun, and the second thing was that this guy actually shot!

"Damn it!"
Chapter completed!