Chapter 11: The test of humanity

"There are quite a few zombies on this field..."
"Huh... but after killing for so long, a promotion card didn't burst out. It seems that this promotion card is really precious."
Fang Fan shook his head, and the Yellow Turban warrior regiment appeared extremely powerful after being promoted to the one-star regiment. Everyone including Guan Hai possessed one-star combat power and slaughtered among the ordinary zombies... it can be said that it was easy.
Hundreds of zombies appeared in front of him again, and Fang Fan might have to figure out how to escape before putting them forward.
But now with an order, the Yellow Turban Warrior Legion directly culled in the past, and the Gothic Musketeer Legion shot and killed at will, alternating near and far attacks, and hundreds of zombies fell in a pool of blood one after another.
Ten zombies were killed in every attack by the Yellow Turban Army of the Warriors. The Gothic Musketeer Army basically guaranteed a hit rate of more than 80% within a suitable range.
This is a massacre.
Huang Batian took people to hide in the dark. At this moment, they got into a small supermarket because they avoided the zombies. Through the gap of the window, he saw the scene before him.
There was an extreme sense of envy in his eyes.
Why did Wang Mazi dare to seize his base? Robbed them of the women and resources in the base area?
Isn't it because Wang Mazi has a dozen such soldiers in his hands? At the moment, the soldiers under this young man seem to be stronger and more invincible...
"Who is there?"
Fang Fan picked up the magic crystal that had fallen on the ground, glanced at the front right, and then yelled.
He just ended the battle here. If someone comes out at this time and wants a sparrow behind, Fang Fan doesn't mind letting him understand what is truly cruel!
"Your Excellency, don't get me wrong. We are all survivors. We hid because of the zombie attack. Thank you for helping us wipe out the zombies."
In the small supermarket, Huang Batian walked out cautiously with people.
If you continue to stay in there without saying a word, it is likely to cause hostility.
"I didn't save you on purpose, just by coincidence, no thanks, if there is nothing wrong, goodbye."
Fang Fan's face looked a little cold, and he was about to turn around.
"This brother..."
Huang Batian yelled again hesitantly.
"Is there anything else? If you want me to bring you guys, let's not talk about it. I don't want to be burdensome."
Fang Fan puts the cruel words ahead, and he has met many survivors with such thoughts along the way.
Facts have proved that it is more in Fang Fan's interest to attack alone.
"It's not... it's like this, I think you are strong and strong, brother, I don't know if you can help us clean up a bunch of bandits!"
"This relied on himself that he also had a few ancient soldiers like you, and took advantage of our lair when we went out to kill the zombies. Our resources and the old, young women and children are all in it..."
"I don't know what it was like being ruined by this beast!"
"Brother, I won't let you work in vain, we also killed a lot of zombies, got a lot of this kind of spar and various cards... we can all give you as reward..."
When Huang Batian spoke carefully, he was also betting.
Gambling Fangfan still has a trace of humanity.
Relying on the combat power currently possessed by Fang Fan's subordinates, he completely directly killed them, and then seized the magic crystals and cards.
In the last days, things like this kind of violation of ethics have long been common.