"At the end of the first ring, complete the task to get 10,000 gray coins, and each rotten person in the rated rate will be rewarded with 10 points of experience."

"The second ring begins, against the eighteen rotten people!"

"Kill at least one combination of 18 Bad Guys each within 10 hours, and double the reward for each additional group killed! Those who fail to complete the basic tasks will be wiped out! ”

With the end of time, before Fang Zheng and Wu Yong could react, tons of experience had already accumulated in the experience bar, because only the five thousand rotten people killed were counted, so a full 50,000 experience was enough for Fang Zheng to be promoted from level ten to level 20, but this copy was the same as the first one, and it could not be upgraded, and the result was that experience became a seemingly useless thing again.

This time, a few parchment rolls were prepared, and Fang Zheng was already ready to put his skills in the face of this danger.

Although Old Jeff said that he didn't consume much experience after coming in, and he kept shirking and didn't want to do it, Fang Zheng had already found out that every time Old Jeff fired, it was nothing, but it was like hitting a bullet that would turn or a bullet that pierced several rotten people, and it was a few points of mana at a time.

Although he was able to recover quickly, he was afraid that he would be in danger and that it would be too late for Old Jeff to shoot, Fang Zheng chose not to engrave spells anymore, and the gloves and bone pieces on them that Fang Zheng got reminded himself that when he engraved spells, using a skill is equal to consuming all the mana, and then discarding the excess mana that is not enough to engrave a spell, and recovering from scratch, this alone can make Fang Zheng temporarily give up using this thing.

Although he was able to leave the cooldown of the engraved spell at one time, there was no doubt that the hole card of Old Jeff in his hand was about to disappear.

And Fang Zheng, who was waiting for the eighteen rotten people to appear, only saw a flash of light in the corrupt crowd, and the eighteen objects that should be high-level rotten people came out, that is, the previous piles of rotten people not only did not disappear, but looked more, and the side where Fang Zheng and Wu Yong were standing was expanded to the door of a hundred meters, and more rotten people were gradually squeezed over.

"Teacher Jie, what's going on?"

"Of course, the difficulty has increased, I've seen this mode of yours, God doesn't care about letting all people enter several other worlds of his own to fight, and he doesn't provide much time or ability to link to other public worlds, so the source world copy set up on the spot, the characteristics of this copy are basically the same, that is, it is getting more and more difficult and many situations that you don't know will increase the difficulty."

Speaking of this, Old Jeff added in his heart: For example, the bullet I bought for you, according to God's will, should have one more rotten person in one bullet, if it is correct, because the bullet will have more than 30,000 rotten people.

Of course, although the old Jeff who made it himself can say, but it is not the time, but the old Jeff knows how to distract Fangzheng's attention: "Just now I thought of a point, whether you wear different quality equipment or not, as long as it passes through your hands, then the difficulty will increase a lot, especially the orange suit that you can't use in your backpack, and the boss will definitely be a lot more powerful at that time." ”

Fang Zheng already knew this because of the paper that Lao Dao gave him, and he didn't get the answer he wanted to know in his heart, Fang Zheng didn't ask any more questions, but looked at the eighteen rotten people who were scurrying in the crowd and approaching him, and all the preparations in his hands were ready, and his left hand grabbed the War Emperor who could be stable and only supported by his wrist guards, and aimed at them with his gun.

"Bang! Bang! ”

Gunshots rang out, but it was not Fang Zheng who fired the shots, but Wu Yong. After such a long time of fighting, Wu Yong also saw Fang Zheng's character, Fang Zheng's people are the kind of people who are very calm and control themselves to calm down when they are in various dangers, even if two rotten people bite Fang Zheng's face the next moment, Fang Zheng is also the kind of person who watches them bite and knock them over one by one, and his every move is very organized.

But Wu Yong is not, Wu Yong is very clear about the difference between himself and Fang Zheng, Fang Zheng can calm down and let him face different dangers, and can make accurate and objective judgment mistakes, but Wu Yong is like the battle he should have lost when he faced off against a provincial sanda master, full of blood and explosion.

The enemy is very strong, and he can't defeat them in theory, but Wu Yong believes in the words of his father, who went to a game since he was a child and never came back.

"What others see from the perspective is always only the surface, you don't fight and just listen to what others say, are you fighting for your own man's soul, or are you living for the evaluation of those cowards?"

At that time, Wu Yong's father went to participate in the competition of the world's number one master, and then Wu Yong went to ask his eldest brother and grandfather, but no result was obtained, but Wu Yong still believes that his father won the first place, as for why he didn't come back, he has to ask those damn organizers and contestants!

So thinking of this, the explosives in Wu Yong's bones were like a fuse, and they were ignited instantly.

"Dad, I've always remembered what you told me, men should fight with their souls, so between the brain and the fist, I believe in my fist more, I don't know how I should find out these eighteen rotten people, all I can think of is to kill them and blow their heads one by one, wait, with this powerful power, I will use my own hands to open the door to the truth of your disappearance!"

Seeing Wu Yong directly hardened, thinking about how he should be, Fang Zheng denied learning Wu Yong on the spot, he is not a Sanda master, nor is he a martial arts family, Wu Yong's kind of crazy Fang Zheng with a strong force can't learn back, looking at the eighteen rotten people who deliberately seduced him in the past, but didn't come over, Fang Zheng suddenly thought of something.

"Old Jeff, you said that if I provoke a lot of enemies in this school, will they all turn their heads against me because they have been turned into rotten people?"

"Enemies? It's just a school here, even if there is hatred, how much hatred there is between students, if it's the hatred of killing relatives or taking a wife or something, then there is a great chance. As he spoke, Old Jeff looked at Fang Zheng and was a little surprised: "I said, did you find something?" ”

"Yes, I saw someone in the dormitory who used to be bad because of the basketball court.,He and his girlfriend became high-level rotten people.,And then in the dungeon, I met that guy's other friends who played basketball and fought with me.,And the final boss is the guy who killed I don't know how many people were killed before and was thrown downstairs by a friend I met.,The guy who should have died.。

"That's bad, I'm afraid these are all aimed at you, listen to your tone, you thought of these because of the new discoveries that appeared in front of you, so who are the people who appear in front of you now?"

"Eighteen rotten people, exactly the same as my original jokes, at that time I was a hot-blooded young man who liked to play basketball, and after seeing those people in the cafeteria, he gave them the nickname of Eighteen Rotten People, which was later widely spread, and the gang and I and my friends also had a fight at night, and as a result, their reputation was so bad that students were frequently called by teachers to educate and change canteens to eat, and they resigned from the window work goodbye."

"That must not be your problem." Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Old Jeff could think that because their own reputation was not good, Fang Zheng was just a fuse, but Fang Zheng's words made Old Jeff arrive meaningful.

"I used to be young and ignorant, but now I look back and see that I was the same as them, and the anger of young people now is not what you can imagine."

Anger? Isn't it just a mess, what can it do?

Old Jeff shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking, but wondered why Fang Zheng was really able to meet these somewhat contradictory people, was it really just a coincidence? It doesn't make sense, but theoretically the person who appeared should be the most powerful in the area......

As soon as he finished speaking, Old Jeff lowered his head suddenly, dodged the dinner plate thrown at him, and was startled by a rotten man hiding among the rotten people, without waiting for Old Jeff to say anything, Old Jeff and Fang Zheng who were standing together rushed to both sides respectively, and several dinner plates and darts spun and flew over, and after one of them hit a rotten man, he actually cut off half of his head.

At this time, old Jeff believed that Nima could cut his head by throwing a dinner plate, which is not powerful, what else can be called powerful!

"It's really these people, these are people who rely on their strength and strength to form gangs, and they feel like bosses looking for some bullies in the restaurant, and then force them to invite guests to dinner, and if they don't want to, they will be punched and kicked. By the way, because I beat Wu Jie, who was looking for trouble with me, I was just cleaned up by Wu Yong and looked miserable, so I was the object of their attention. ”

"Haha!" Gloating at Wu Yong, who was still fighting, while dodging the plate attack that was not difficult to dodge despite the horror of Shanghai, the old Jeff asked, "Then what is the result?" ”

"Didn't I say it, I gave them nicknames, and if you trouble me and don't get beaten down by me, how many people can believe in the nickname?"

A few rotten people who threw dinner plates saw that Fang Zheng's dodging action was too slippery, and the rotten people who were driven towards Fang Zheng were shot by Fang Zheng with pistols and shotguns, and several rotten people unconsciously did not have the rotten people in front of them to help them block, so they appeared directly in front of Fang Zheng.

"Bang!"

A shot simply hit the rotten man's head, and the second, third, and fourth shots of the Founder were fired one after another, even if the rotten man knew to cover his face with his arm, even if he knew that there was only an instinctive rotten man left around him, but the three bullets hit the face and the arm was hit, and the damage also hit its health to the bottom, and finally after one shot, Fang Zheng cleaned up the rotten man who was blocking the way in front of him, not to mention, and shot him directly.

Old Jeff appropriately praised: "Yes, it's a good start, if you continue like this, this task will let you brush up points." ”

"It's that simple, eighteen rotten people." Although I wanted to be happy, but after seeing that the rotten man with the dinner plate was approaching behind, Fang Zheng's heart lifted, what kind of attack will the rotten man use next?