Long Ao was about to cry: "This ...... This won't work! Mr. Yang. ”

Yang Fan was displeased: "No, why are you putting her photos out?" ”

Long Ao: "I accidentally brushed it, this is the first school flower in Qingbei City, and the backstage of her home is very hard, unless Zhou Lao comes forward." We...... If we don't engage in Chen Lingling, who is the second on the school flower list, it should be able to get it in seven days and half a month. Spend some money and use a little bit of flirting routines, which can basically be stabilized. ”

Yang Fan frowned slightly: "You mean, this Liang Zixuan's backstage is very hard?" ”

Long Ao nodded and hurriedly explained, "Yes! This woman, the backstage is very hard. When I was a student at Qingbei High School, I heard that many people tried to assassinate her, but they were unsuccessful, and several of her bodyguards died. Recent...... Lately, there has been no news of her all of a sudden. ”

These things that Long Ao knew, Yang Fan basically knew.

Yang Fan asked again: "Then you say, this Liang Zixuan, as long as Zhou Lao comes forward, she can come to my side?" ”

Long Ao was stunned: "This ...... Not to do that either! You should know that her father Liang Kuan is a business tycoon, and my power is just a little bit of oil and water, and I can't interfere with the development of their Jintai Group! Other small businesses, I cover the sky with one hand! ”

Long Ao saw that Mr. Yang was really unhappy this time, and he immediately replaced a few pictures of beautiful women: "Mr. Yang, it doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, there is no grass at the end of the world, what else is there Lin Ya, Zhao Xiaoqian, Shen Mengting, Mr. Yang said a word, I will smash nine million tonight, and these women will come by high-speed rail!" ”

Yang Fan was not interested: "Alas, ......"

Long Ao: "Does Yang always look down on these?" But also, these Internet celebrities worship money, and I don't know how many rich young masters have played with them, so Yang might as well find a high school ......"

Yang Fan shook his head: "No need, let's rest early at night!" ”

Zhao Chen on the side knew Yang Fan's distress, he didn't say anything, and quietly followed Yang Fan upstairs.

After Yang Fan found his bedroom, he washed up casually, and was ready to log in to the game, and the fat man Zhao Chen lived in the room next to him.

The new gamebed, after binding the player ID, suddenly pops up an interface.

"Please select the game service area."

Recommended server: Qingbei District, priority experience server!

"Grandma's, is this game bed still a VIP game bed, which can directly enter the priority experience server?" Yang Fan didn't think much about it, he chose to enter the server in Qingbei District.

Brush!

There was a white light in front of him, and Yang Fan stood up from the side of the bed: "It's been a long time since the little cutie has been online!" ”

I went to the city center to take a look, and the little cutie is still not online.

With a little frustration, Yang Fan took a helicopter and began a solo flight journey.

"Rush to 7 Zhuang tonight! Stronger, now everyone else is with it. I still have the UMP9 with me, I need to upgrade it as soon as possible, and I will draw the recipe tonight! ”

Yang Fan fought the world boss before, and there were still a lot of weapon formula fragments, and he could use the formula machine to throw all the recipe fragments into it, and he could extract the formula.

The so-called formula is equivalent to the drawing of weapon manufacturing, and it is necessary to know things and weapon making machines to be able to make weapons according to the drawings.

Camp Channel:

Liuhua "Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang, I have 7 villages!" ”

Confused: "I'm also 7 villages, brothers, 7 villages have just opened, and the map map of 6 villages has been unsealed, and the swamp is open!" ”

Longing for love: "The snow-capped mountains are all open, and the swamps are just opening!" I really don't understand, what are those people in the empire doing? All the time squeezing us survivors. ”

Longing for someone to love: "More and more liver, reduce the burden, when can I really reduce the burden, I used to complete all the tasks in 6 hours a day, but now it is 8 hours a day!" ”

Drama Jingjiutian: "Military advisor, Mr. Yang, I was killed in the swamp, who will save me." ”

Mr. Yang: "Have you opened a new map?" ”

Yaya: "Mr. Yang, how long has it been since you played the game, don't you know that you will open a new map today?" ”

Yang Fan was a little surprised, rushed to the vicinity of the helicopter, and found the flight attendant: "Hello, go to the swamp." ”

Flight Attendant: "Hello, are you heading to the Dark Swamp?" ”

Yang Fan nodded: "Yes, swamp, after the swamp collection task is completed, immediately upgrade 7 Zhuang and unlock the strongest weapon!" ”

Flight attendant: "The Dark Swamp is an area under the management of the Church of Light, not under the management of the Empire, members of the Church may attack the survivors, you are going to the swamp for the first time, the swamp cannot stay, standing above the swamp, you will fall into, unable to extricate yourself......"

Mr. Yang: "What's going on?" How can you beep so much? ”

The flight attendant had a black line on his face, and said in his heart that Lao Tzu NPC should also be dignified, okay?

The flight attendant stretched out his hand: "Please get on the helicopter!" ”

Yang Fan quickly entered the Dark Swamp, this is a brand new territory, a place under the management of the Church of Light, what kind of organization is the Church of Light? Yang Fan didn't know.

As soon as he got off the helicopter, Yang Fan felt that the air around him was filled with a rancid smell, as if some corpse had died here, rotting and stinking.

The whole sky was gray, and no daylight could be seen.

The soles of the feet were muddy and sticky, as if something disgusting was stuck under the soles. This kind of ghost place made Yang Fan feel a little uncomfortable.

It's just that he doesn't fit in, as a national-level elite special forces, he has experienced battles in various terrains, and this environment is already quite good.

"Claim a mission first!" Yang Fan rushed to the small room next to him, ready to take over the task.

After entering the house, Yang Fan felt that there was mud under his feet, and after stepping on the ground a few times, he looked around, there was no bounty board for the task, and there was no NPC uncle.

"What's going on? Click on the communicator to take a look. ”

The communicator was turned on, and Yang Fan looked at the map, which was foggy.

System Prompt: "The map needs to be explored by the survivors themselves." ”

"Do you believe in wraiths? When a person dies, he becomes a resentful spirit, and everyone is guilty, and those who are guilty should kneel down and pray to God and beg for God's forgiveness. ”

A resentful voice sounded from behind Yang Fan, Yang Fan was startled, this voice seemed to have some kind of penetrating power, like magic.

"Fire Magic: Fireball."

After the man behind him finished speaking, he immediately threw the torch in his hand towards Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was so agile that he immediately scattered to the side, and the torches fell to the ground.

Yang Fan looked back, but saw a middle-aged man with blood-red eyes, tattered clothes, and a torch in his hand, and the man had been drained of blood, obviously a dried corpse.

He was still chanting the old mantra: "You are unfaithful to the church, you should not be here!" God will not forgive you. ”

With that, he grabbed another torch and threw it at Yang Fan.