Money will definitely be collected.

I definitely won't take a beating.

As soon as he collected the money, Gao Wen retreated to the door. When Zhang Yan thought he was going to run away, Gao Wen revealed the source of the experience pill.

"This thing was discovered when I killed zombies."

"You're kidding me?"

"No." Gawain shook his head.

Xiaobu exited her room.

"Tell me, what's the special method for killing zombies and exploding experience pills?"

Zhang Yan, who had an unknown premonition welling up in her heart, looked at Gawain with a cold face.

If Gawain didn't say anything today, she would let Gawain know that red flowers are watered with blood.

Dare to favor my mother’s money!!!

"Well......"

"Xiao Guo Guo, please speak."

"About?"

After making sure that he was at a safe distance, Gawain muttered carefully:

"If you do more good deeds and do less immoral things on weekdays, your chances of getting hit will naturally be higher."

Well, he is serious...

"What did you say?" Zhang Yan asked with a black question mark face.

"What's your situation? If you go out and knock 180 of them to death, you'll probably be able to explode."

"Taking volume? Is this your special method?"

"Why don't you try whitening?"

"You... said I have a bad face?"

Don't be angry, don't be angry, don't worry about this with a person who will be beaten to death by you immediately.

Consoling herself like this in her heart, Zhang Yan forced out a smile:

"Are you sure that zombies can explode experience pills?"

"certainly."

Gao Wen took out the newly acquired ‘shenwan’ from his pocket and showed it to Zhang Yan:

"This one popped out at my doorstep."

Zhang Yan looked at the experience pill in his hand, and her smile became sweeter.

"In front of your house? Is there one with a broken leg?"

"Huh? How do you know?"

"Want to know?"

"Well...."

"Come, come here, sister will tell you..."

Zhang Yan's words were full of temptation.

Just waiting for Gawain to approach...

Knock him to death with a stick!

EMMM!

It was she who broke the zombie's legs!!!

Not only did this person pick up her monster with residual health, but he even dared to show off his equipment in front of her.

Isn't it good to be alive?

Watching Zhang Yan dragging the iron rod towards her, the stick pulled a string of sparks on the tiles...

Gawain felt that he had gone too far and felt that he needed to reconfirm the safe distance.

Brutal woman!

"Speak well if you have something to say..."

"Don't worry, I'll explain it to you."

"You...just stand there and don't move...don't come over..."

"No, we can only talk if we get closer..."

"If you're like this, I need to call for help."

"call?"

Zhang Yan smoothed her hair on her forehead and smiled sweetly at Gao Wen, who ran more than ten meters away:

"Shout, no one can save you even if you shout till your throat breaks today."

"....broken throat?"

"Yes! Watch me pass the iron rod through your throat!!!"

Zhang Yan, who changed her face with a smile, raised the iron rod.

Then.....

"How dare you favor my money! I will kill you!!!"

A golden light suddenly appeared.

...

Just after dawn, the north of the city lit up with golden light.

Wu Lei leaned against the tree trunk and glanced sideways.

Feeling numb.

The pewter gun that he usually treasured so much was now stuck under the tree.

The gun head was buried in the ground.

The gun was made by Wu Lei's father himself.

His father is dead.

Yesterday, they were bitten by a monster while trying to cover themselves.

She said she wanted to stay for a while, but she never came back.

His mother kept crying.

My brother is crying too.

Uncle Feng told him that he was now the pillar of the family and he couldn't cry as he had to support the family.

We can't let the Wu family's gun be broken.

pillar.

Practice shooting.

He took out the small wine bottle that Uncle Wang gave him last night from his sleeve and stopped when it was almost to his mouth.

His hands are shaking.

shake?

'You little bastard, why are your hands shaking when you practice shooting? Let me practice hard for you!'

"I....."

'If your hand shakes even a minute, the arc of the gun tip will be different by three inches!'

"father...."

'Don't cry. If you cry again, I will whip you with a belt, you unworthy brat!'

"Don't cry, I won't cry..."

Wu Lei pursed his lips and put away the wine bottle with red and swollen eyes.

Jump off the tree trunk.

A kick.

A long spear nearly ten feet long broke out of the ground and was firmly grasped by one hand.

wave.
To be continued...