Chapter 4 (1/2)

Fang fan's mental strength is fully concentrated, and the zombie under the building has rushed up along the door!

The two yellow turban soldiers, who were bitten by zombies, are now directly in front of the team and seem to want to play their best role before they are completely transformed.

The remaining eight yellow turban soldiers, including Guan Hai, took out the yellow scarf bow behind them and pulled it into a full moon shape Then shoot with all your strength!

Whoosh, whoosh

The arrows were tried to shoot out, because the shooting distance is relatively close, plus only need to fire the arrow on the threshold, so basically can be shot.

But these zombies, unless they hit the heart and head and cut off the source of their energy, will still be fearless to attack forward.

The zombie at the door is killed little by little. Even if a few stray fish rush out of the threshold, Guan Hai will be killed at the first time.

Everything seems to be developing along with what it should have discovered.

”Lord Our arrows No more! ”

Guan Hai's face was very ugly. Each of them had only 50 arrows, which would automatically recover every day

But want to wait for the arrow to recover automatically It's going to be tomorrow.

As for now We've run out of food and ammunition!

Fang fan glanced at the corpse that was still flowing up endlessly, and his face fell into composure instantly.

Once you lose remote support, when these zombies attack, you can kill them.

”Up to now, there are almost two or three hundred zombies killed But only two cards of that kind have been opened... ”

”An empty card, a weapon card...”

”The card drop rate is too low! It's the magic crystal. I've accumulated nearly 30 of them... ”

Fang fan took a breath. At the moment, he suddenly thought of his strongest card dealer system

According to the rules of the system, the lowest level black iron card only needs a lower level magic crystal

And Fang fan can only afford the lowest card draw

”Change 25 black iron cards!”

Fang fan murmured in his heart, 25 cards made of black iron appeared in front of him.

”Blank card...”

”Blank card...”

”Still blank...”