At this moment, everyone in the Golden Dragon Base, from the elders to the ordinary staff, wanted to say MMP!
Such a terrifying fighting power, how about a woolen golden dragon?
Isn't this just to prick their hearts?
Think about it!
After decades of hard work, here’s the result! A raptor!
It's like playing a game. Among a group of bronze players, a strongest king suddenly appears. This is such a crapshoot.
So at this moment, everyone has a thought in their minds!
Uncle Zhang Fan, please never come back.
If you are so naughty, go and play in Longtang!
Don't play with us noobs, otherwise we will be scolded.
But the next moment, a group of people really started to curse.
Because Zhang Fan is squatting on the ground and touching the corpse...
"Hey, this weapon is of good quality, comparable to custom-made weapons." Zhang Fan took a dagger and started playing with it.
At the same time, he turned around and shouted to Li Yu and others: "What are you doing standing around, cleaning the battlefield? It's all money!"
Upon hearing this, Li Yu, Lin Feng and the others, like a gust of wind, ran towards the group of corpses on the ground.
"Ahem, Brother Fan, where are we..." Che Hou jumped down from the tree and ran to Zhang Fan's side, his eyes extremely fiery.
They are extremely poor.
Customized weapons, haha, there are twenty dragon crystals!
Even if you don't need it yourself, if you take it back and buy it, it will still be a huge fortune.
"The elixirs are all yours, not the weapons!" Zhang Fan said.
He had touched the corpses a long time ago. The only thing visible on these people were weapons.
Even the poisonous spider group is like this!
However, to be honest, he really doesn't like elixirs.
Even the healing pills he refined before were far less effective, let alone the improved healing pill recipe he had now obtained.
As for weapons, the price of a customized weapon is hundreds of times that of a healing pill.
Moreover, it would be good to equip Li Yu and the others with an extra weapon.
Even if you don't use it, selling it will still cost you a lot of money.
So, as for weapons, whoever Chehou and the others dare to touch will be beaten directly!
After hearing Zhang Fan's words, the Chehou group also became excited.
Although we can’t get weapons, it’s great to have elixirs!
With so many Mingjin bosses, they must have a lot of inventory.
There are also those genetic warriors from the poisonous spiders, hey hey hey, if you are quick, you are good, but if you are slow, you are not!
In an instant, a group of people rushed out of the car with green eyes!
You know, there are only seventy or eighty of them now!
This means that one person can touch at least several corpses!
"Get rich, get rich!"
The ecstatic voices kept coming one after another!
Soon, the screams suddenly exploded!
"Hahahaha, I found a bottle of healing pills, a full bottle, hahahaha, twenty pills, twenty pills, make a fortune!"
"Oh, I only touched five! Next one, next one!"
"Wow, two bottles, damn, people from this big island country are so rich!"
"Damn it, you fucking bitch, two bottles? Stick your head over here!"
Angry curses also followed.
The resentment that a group of African weaklings have against the European Emperor is extremely deep!
At this time, countless people at the Golden Dragon Base were gnashing their teeth!
"M, you bunch of dogs! Put down my elixir!"
"Why did you hurt me? Did I blow up your house?"
"Dogs, a bunch of dogs, a bunch of dogs! I want to be released!"
System prompt: I am a master and have been kicked out of this group!
"???Who else wants to be released? Stand up!"
The roar from the administrator left countless people in silence!
At the same time, countless people expressed dissatisfaction!
All permission dogs deserve to die!
"Forget it, go to bed, and just follow this script. I will be pissed to death today! My elixir!"
"Wait for me upstairs. Do you want to go eat chicken?"
"Go away, I'll eat duck!"
"???Are you mentally retarded!"
"?Do you want to fight?"
"Wow, do you want to fight? Count me in!"
"Haha, damn slave master!"
"???What are you talking about? Why can't I understand a word of it?"
"Sleep sleep!"
At this moment, many people chose to turn off Long Xun!
If you continue to be stimulated like this, you will really go crazy!
Two bottles of elixir!
One bottle has twenty pieces, two bottles have four dragon crystals!
This is all money!
If you can't afford to offend me, can you still afford to hide?
Many people, however, resisted the urge to kill and continued to watch with half-closed eyes.
Because, this is just the beginning!
People from other national teams were hacked to death by Zhang Fan. As people watching the live broadcast, I felt an inexplicable sense of participation!
Ten minutes passed, and a lot of weapons were piled up in front of Zhang Fan!
Daggers, daggers, spurs, throwing knives...
There are all kinds of weapons!
A group of people from Chehou had gained a lot from the elixirs alone. Moreover, these people were all killed by Zhang Fan. They were just like the masses.
In other words, they are just picking up money.
Therefore, everyone put their weapons in front of Zhang Fan very honestly.
Don’t forget to dig the well when drinking water, right?
Looking at the flying knife, Zhang Fan smiled directly.
Even if this thing is not a customized weapon, it is still more useful than coins!
As for the others, Zhang Fan activated the genetic transformation, then held the handle with one hand and pinched the tip with the other. Soon, weapons one after another deformed in Zhang Fan's hands.
Zhang Fan threw the undeformed ones directly to Li Yu.
Two minutes later, there were only fifteen weapons in front of Li Yu!
Zhang Fan was quite disappointed with this.
"A bunch of poor people! They've been trying for a long time, but it's all in vain!" Zhang Fan was very angry!
"Haha!" A group of people in Chehou sneered again and again.
Brother, do you think everyone is the same as you?
Customized weapons are rare, OK?
The existence of Mingjin level may not necessarily be OK?
Can you shut up, a beast like you who has no boundaries, and please respect the feelings of us poor people?
"But Brother Fan, after you kill these people, how will you explain it when the big guys like Enes come over?" Che Hou said.
The title of Zhang Fan also changed from Zhang Fan to Brother Fan without realizing it.
Zhang Fan shrugged, with a smirk on his face: "How do I know who did it? Come on, I'm just a little trash who just entered the Anjin level!
Xiaoche, you can eat whatever you want, but you can’t say some things randomly."
In an instant, a group of people in Chehou and a group of people watching the live broadcast at the Jinlong base became dark-faced.
A little trash who has just entered the dark power level?
Hahaha!
What happened to the Anjin level? Did I provoke you?
Did we trash eat your steamed buns?
Also, where is your fucking face?
Just you, the little trash who just entered Anjin?
Haha, then aren’t we the trash among the trash?
Sensing that the atmosphere around him was not right, Zhang Fan stood up and patted Che Hou on the shoulder.
"Classmate Xiaoche, I'm not targeting you alone. I want to say..."
Before he finished speaking, Che Hou nodded and said: "I know... we are all rubbish!"
(Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, dogs! I wish all brothers to enjoy the bright moon with beautiful women, and enjoy the spring breeze with wine and delicious food! emmmm, as for single ladies, you can contact me directly!)