Chapter 285: The Mystery of the Lottery
In the face of Wei Ran's provocation, Yang Fan just smiled: "The bird's nest knows the ambition of the bird." ”
Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing.
Listening to this laughter, Yang Fan once again saw a familiar figure running over from the helicopter.
The person who came was the mountain rock.
Shan Shi pretended not to see Yang Fan, and walked towards this side step by step, and when he saw the howitzer on the stall, he was a little surprised: "Mr. Yang, it's so late, why aren't you ready to fight the invasion of the infected?" Why do you still have time to buy equipment in this place? ”
In the face of Shanshi's ridicule, Yang Fan just smiled faintly.
Not only Shanshi, but also several people from Xinyue also rushed over, wanting to see Mr. Yang's good show. Obviously, this group of people is connected. They are waiting to make Mr. Yang make a fool of themselves tonight, and they are waiting to see that Luoxue Changting does not finally squeeze into the top ten of the infected invasion list!
"Still stubborn over there, I want to see how you fight the Infected Invasion List tonight!"
"That's it, without howitzers, I think you're going to fight one after another?"
A person from the new moon stood in front of the stall and sneered at Yang Fan, their new moon is now on the top five infected invasion list, much stronger than the Falling Snow Changting, and it is precisely because of the blessing of the howitzer.
In the face of everyone's ridicule, Mr. Yang. With his hands on his back, he walked towards the helicopter step by step.
"Ant-like! Do you really think you can restrain the whole camp with a little trick? You guys are really short-sighted! ”
Yang Fan left the camp by helicopter and left the territory of his beloved family. Return to the Snow Pavilion alone.
Then he quickly contacted the boiled egg.
Mr. Yang: "Braised eggs." How many gold bars do you have now. Let's take a look at Liu Dan's recipe. ”
Boiled eggs: "There are quite a lot of gold bars, but if you want to draw out the howitzer recipe in a short time, you need a little luck." ”
Mr. Yang: "You sell me a few formulas." I'll give it a try. ”
Boiled eggs: "Mr. Yang, didn't you say that you reported five howitzer recipes before?" ”
Mr. Yang: "That's right, I exploded five howitzer formulas before. But because people from the FTD base camp came to block our airfield. They knocked us all down, and they stole the scrap of my recipe. ”
Yang Fan understands that the howitzer formula is a bit expensive. It may not be drawn for a while, and it will cost a huge amount of money. You must know that Yang Fan relies on his own skills, plus he is now the chief coach of the Wolf Warriors. He was able to receive a salary of five or six hundred thousand yuan a month.
Now he himself is a millionaire. It's still a small problem to ask for hundreds of thousands of krypton gold. It's just that the money is now in the bank, and it may be a bit of a hassle to withdraw it, and tonight's invasion of the infected is about to begin. If not so many howitzer formulas could not be found in a short time. Then there will be a lot of people in the Snow Pavilion who will not be able to use howitzers.
Yang Fan decided that he had to give them a wave of blows.
Soon, the price of braised eggs was 100,000. Sold to Mr. Yang ten fragments of the grenade running formula.
Yang Fan got the fragment of the formula. Immediately after that, head to the lottery platform. Whether you can turn over and be the master depends on this lottery.
Yang Fan clicked on the lottery page, and was a little excited in his heart.
Ten recipe residues. , which means that you can only draw ten times in total.
You must know that others have drawn hundreds of times, and thousands of times may not be able to draw the collection howitzer. Of course, there are also European emperors who make a fortune in a muffled voice. It's often some non-chiefs who like to scold when they can't smoke something.
Mr. Yang believes that you still have some character.
He clicked on the lottery platform and threw in a scrap of howitzer recipe.
Anyway, I didn't have much hope, so I put in a test of the water first. It's a big deal to continue krypton gold after you can't draw. There are still 1 million to be dashing.
Yang Fan threw it in casually. The aperture rotates rapidly in several options.
There are all kinds of gold coins, plastics. Iron castings and a range of other items.
The aperture slides rapidly over these items, eventually resting on a coarse strip of cloth. Yang Fan's breathing was about to stop. How can my heart stop at such a time? The next block is the normal recipe for howitzers. Isn't this a pit man?
Yang Fan opened his mouth and blew heavily on the formula lottery machine.
There is no way, I can only use metaphysics, blow it, maybe the pointer can still be turned.
Yang Fan blew on the machine several times.
The few people in the back who queued up for the lottery were waiting a little impatiently. Seeing Mr. Yang's behavior, he couldn't help laughing.
"Mr. Yang, what are you doing? You don't want to blow the howitzer out inside, you're too funny! ”
Yang Fan ignored them, blowing hard, and his face turned red.
Just when everyone couldn't help laughing, the aperture that was about to stop actually jumped at the last moment.
Ding dong.
The aperture stopped above the howitzer normal.
"Oh my God! Howitzers were drawn in one go, what shit luck is this! ”
Countless crowds shouted behind him, this is simply incredible, when did the empire be so kind once, it was able to draw howitzers for them. It's not scientific.
Yang Fan stretched out his index finger and put it to his lips, facing everyone, and said in a low voice.
"Low-key, low-key. Don't say it, just have a little bit of a number in your heart. ”
Everyone was speechless for a while, eager to pinch Mr. Yang in front of them to death.
She said low-key, low-key.
But he is not low-key at all. All smiles bloomed on their faces. There's a recipe table in the block. He threw in another one in a row.
The crowd was looking forward to it, and they were all around Mr. Yang, not to see how he smoked the formula. I just want to absorb a little bit of European spirit from him. I really hope to suck all the European gas on Mr. Yang's body.
Many girls around secretly shouted in their hearts.
Can't draw it, can't draw it, don't let Mr. Xiao Yang draw the formula, give me all the European gas of Mr. Xiao Yang.
The girl's eyes widened. Both hands clenched into pink fists. stared at Mr. Xiao Yang intently, more seriously than looking at his boyfriend.
Mr. Yang naturally ignored these girls, and Mr. Yang always had his own pride.
He's the man who wants to draw the howitzer archive! Flowers and plants around. He didn't take it seriously.
Five or six lottery formulas in a row were lost. All the money Yang Fan drew was semi-finished products, or he would give some pitiful gold coins.
Yang Fan began to doubt life.
This must be that the surrounding European gas has been sucked away by these people. These people gathered around them and looked at them without any good intentions.
Yang Fan took two steps forward. I blocked the recipe table with my body.
He silently recited the mystery of metaphysics: "I am willing to exchange the ten-year life of our head teacher for my life." ”
This is the ultimate meaning.
He decided to take a gamble and threw the last lottery recipe into the recipe table.
I couldn't help but shout in my heart.
"Elementary school class teacher, junior high school class teacher. There is also a homeroom teacher in high school. I am willing to exchange your ten years of life for my European gas at this moment! ”
I don't know if Yang Fan's previous head teacher has appeared, after throwing it in this time. The hand rotates rapidly, and the aperture flashes incessantly.
Click.
The crowd around them was about to stop breathing, and it was terrifying.
This has just sucked Mr. Yang's European energy. Why did Mr. Yang suddenly have a European god to add him. I watched the aperture flicker. It's about to get to the frame of the Howitzer Collector's Edition.
Everyone held their breath and shouted in their hearts. Don't let Xiao Yang always draw the howitzer collection. He used up all the European gas alone, and the rest of us drew the lottery at the same time. I can't draw the good stuff.
After all, according to probability, great mathematicians have long said about the problem of probability.
The probability of being able to draw the howitzer collection twice in a row is very low. That's almost zero, you can ignore it.
Under the gaze of the crowd. That flickering circle of light finally rested on the howitzer collection.
Everyone was desperate. And Yang Fan jumped up with joy, he didn't expect that the last formula was a fragment, and he could really burst his character and draw the howitzer collection!
Ignoring the envious and hateful gazes of the crowd around him, he quickly returned to the camp manor and created a howitzer collector's edition.
At the same time, he quickly went into action.
Contacted the richer people in the camp. Braised eggs, your leaves, stars. These people all had the recipe for the howitzer in their hands.
And under the command of Yang Fan. Several people made and processed the howitzer formula. Howitzers were produced. There are regular versions and collector's editions.