When he heard Zhang Fan's words, his face suddenly turned green.

The hundreds of thousands of zombies in their Beiyuan City and Hartar City have all been wiped out by Zhang Fan and collected.

Now there are only 50,000 zombies left per person.

Among the 50,000 zombies, ninety percent are ordinary zombies.

There are only more than 5,000 zombies left who are above level 1.

Zhang Fan wants to eat all the ordinary zombies, doesn't that mean that they can only have more than 5,000 left each?

From more than 100,000 subordinates, it instantly became only more than 5,000 subordinates.

This psychological gap is really not ordinary.

Biaozi was about to go crazy at that time.

However, the open-minded man next to him grabbed the corner of his clothes in advance, and said to him: "There is an ancient saying in China, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan." ”

The corners of Biaozi's mouth twitched, obviously forcibly suppressing the fire in his heart.

At this time, Zhang Fan's 10,000 doomsday special combat team had already started and carried out a bloody massacre of more than 90,000 zombies.

Biao Zi saw that the anger in his heart was constantly surging, and he wanted to do something to Zhang Fan from time to time.

If you are open-minded, you can see blood dripping from your heart.

Thinking that he had subdued these zombies at the beginning, it also cost a lot of money.

Now that he has been eaten by Zhang Fan's doomsday special forces like this, how can he be willing?

But this is already the case, and I can't help myself, so I can only watch the Doomsday Special Combat Team eat up their more than 90,000 ordinary zombies.

This scene made those zombies above level 1 tremble one by one.

I am afraid that if Zhang Fan gives another order, they will also be eaten.

As things stand, this is quite possible.

A zombie next to Huohuo looks like he should be his advisor.

He asked Zhang Fan tremblingly: "That Zhang City Lord, those ordinary zombies have been eaten, so what about the rest of us?" ”

Zhang Fan's cold gaze swept over the zombie, making the zombie's heart shudder again.

Mark next to him replied in place of Zhang Fan: "Our city lord has long said that as long as he surrenders to our Daliang City, he can avoid death." And you zombies above level 1 will be considered our Zhang City Lord's subordinates in the future. He will not do you any wrong. You can take a look at our Doomsday Special Combat Team, under the leadership of City Lord Zhang, each of them has reached level 4 or above. As long as you do things well, one day, all of you zombies can reach the level of evolutionary zombies. ”

Mark is telling the truth.

As Zhang Fan occupies more and more cities, more zombies are needed to take care of them.

His more than 10,000 zombies are far from enough.

So as long as they come to surrender, he can give them good treatment.

The strategist zombie listened, looked at Zhang Fan, and gradually relieved his heart.

Huokuo and Biaozi glanced at each other, and they were secretly relieved in their hearts.

At this time, the open-minded strategist said to Zhang Fan with a hint of flattery: "City Lord Zhang, your subordinates are strong and strong, and you have great ambitions. This is very welcome. It is only natural that our two great cities have fallen to you today. Our city lord - oh no, it's our boss who said that in our city of Huertar, there are several chests of good wine, all from two hundred years ago. As you know, we zombies basically don't drink alcohol, so please allow us to send a few people to Huertar City right now and bring those boxes of wine over to you. ”

"Wine from 200 years ago? That's good stuff! ”

Mark said, looking at Zhang Fan.

I saw Zhang Fan nodding to him.

Mark immediately said: "It's okay to move here, but you don't need to go, we have a multi-function watch here to make a call, and someone will naturally send it over there." ”

The strategist zombie nodded repeatedly: "This is the best, this is the best." ”

……

That night, the wine was delivered.

Sure enough, it was a good wine 200 years ago, before the outbreak of the virus, and for people who love to drink, just smelling it, they feel the aroma.

Zhang Fan immediately drank happily.

At the same time, let Huohuo and Biaozi let go of the amount to drink.

Although the two of them were zombies and didn't have any feelings for alcohol at all, at this time, in order not to spoil the atmosphere, the two zombies also drank a lot.

Zombies don't get drunk when they drink, but Zhang Fan is a human.

Although he had reached the peak martial artist level and drank a lot of alcohol, after drinking two full cases of liquor, his cheeks were also red and dizzy.

Mark told the other zombies to retreat at this point.

Let the two zombies come and clean up the messy table.

asked two beautiful female zombies to come over and help Zhang Fan to rest.

At this time, Zhang Fan was already drunk.

After being helped to the room, he lay on the bed and screamed like thunder.

On winter nights, nothing can be heard except the howling of the north wind.

At around two o'clock in the night, the door of Zhang Fan's room was quietly opened through a crack.

Then, two zombies quietly slipped into Zhang Fan's room.

These two zombies are Biaozi and Huohuo.

They glanced at Zhang Fan, who was sleeping on the bed, and the two looked at each other.

Biao Zi walked a few steps lightly and came to Zhang Fan's bedside.

The nail of the right hand seems to have a cold light flashing.

Then he raised his claws and slashed at Zhang Fan's neck.

Whoop –

With a soft sound, Zhang Fan's neck was grabbed with four deep cuts.

Blood suddenly came out as if it didn't want money.

Zhang Fan struggled in pain.

Biao Zi stretched out his claws again and slashed at Zhang Fan's head.

Whoop –

With a soft sound, Zhang Fan's head was cut in half.

Zhang Fan finally stopped struggling.

It's a long process, but it's over in just two seconds.

After waiting for about a minute, I saw that Zhang Fan didn't move anymore.

Biaozi turned his head, with a smile on his face, and said to Huohuo: "This is dead?" It's simple. ”

Huohuo looked surprised, frowned and did not speak.

Just then, the door suddenly opened.

Outside the door, Mark was standing there with a smile on his face: "The city lord is really like a god, you two guys really have ghosts in their hearts." ”

Biaozi and Huokuo glanced at each other, and secretly said that it was not good in their hearts.

Biaozi pounced directly at Mark.

However, at the moment when he had just jumped out of the door, a sword aura instantly slashed sideways.

Whoop –

The front half of Biaozi's head was directly cut off, and blood suddenly spurted out.

Zhang Fan appeared at this time, took out the blood core from Biaozi's head, and swallowed it directly.

Then he said to Mark: "The corpse of this leader zombie has rewarded you." ”

"Thank you, city lord, thank you!"

Mark was about to burst into tears.

And the open-mindedness is a horror in the heart.

This human is nothing more than a martial artist, and Biaozi is equivalent to a human spiritual warrior.

It stands to reason that no matter how powerful this human being is, it is impossible to kill Biaozi with one sword.

What the hell is going on?

I didn't have time to think about it, so I turned around directly, crashed through the window, and jumped out.

Faced with a human who was one level lower than him, he turned around and fled, which was something that had never happened in his zombie life.

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