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A few minutes later,

"Bump, click, snort" After a few crisp sounds of scattered glass, Yang Bing and the griffin landed smoothly, of course, as a price, the scattered glass slag and empty windows, let's ignore it. The loud noise led to a zombie in a security uniform hiding in a nearby cubicle.

Yang Bing looked at the huge griffin beside him, looked at himself empty-handed, and finally decided to wait where he was. Just stay here! Wait for it to come and fix it. After Yang Bing finished speaking, he checked his list of resources.

Gold: 2341 Wood: 11 Ore: 7 Crystals: 3 Sulfur: 5 Mercury: 0 Gems: 8

Doesn't that mean I can embody a few spearmen? Yang Bing suppressed the thoughts in his heart, forget it, let's upgrade the farmers, gold coins are not wasted like this. Maybe in the future, if you have more money, you will squander it. Wait, money? No, gold, since it is gold, can gold in reality? Thinking of this, Yang Bing's heart was hot.

"Boom" and "poof" The griffin screamed softly, followed by the sound of watermelons being shot. Yang Bing glanced at it, and it turned out that when he was thinking about silver, the subdued zombie had already approached, but before he could get close to Yang Bing, his head was crushed by the faithful griffin. It's so dead that I can't die anymore. Yang Bing didn't care about it either, and continued to look at the castle interface. And then start to work up, yes/no advanced peasant? A hint emerges.

Yang Bing advanced all the peasants to the spearmen, and consumed 720 gold coins. Then he saw that there were 8 more spearmen in the watchtower that could be recruited, and he also recruited them together. Now look at the troop block: 28 gunmen. He suddenly had a feeling of contempt for the world. Then he projected two more spearmen out.

He patted the shoulder of the spearman on the left and said, "Your name is Gun Two," and he pointed to the one on the right and said, "Then you will be called Gun Three." ”

"Yes, my lord," the two spearmen said solemnly.

"Gun 2, you go here to search, and if you see any living thing, you will stab me to death, and Gun 3, you go over there. Do you understand? ”

"Yes, Lord"

"Go ahead!"

"Glory." The two spearmen strode away, and Yang Bing walked past the zombie whose head had been crushed by the griffin, and began to rummage through his clothes, well, underwear, coats, pants. What is this, bra. Damn, this turned out to be a women's underwear area! I said how it was all lace edges. Fortunately, I didn't eat hungry and wore it. Otherwise, Deng Wei's goods will be known, and he won't catch it every day. Yang Bing bypassed the area and continued to walk forward.

Yang Bing found a pair of seven wolf underwear to change into, and finally said goodbye to the era of streaking, it was not easy! Then I pulled on a pair of slacks and put on a pair of sneakers. Walked to the fitting mirror and looked at himself, well, it was barely suitable, and at this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in the fitting mirror, Yang Bing thought it was a spearman, so he didn't look carefully, and waited for the man to approach. The gray eyes silently told him that it was a zombie!! Yang Bing subconsciously squatted, and at this moment, he only felt that the sound of the wind above his head made his hair rise. It turned out that when Yang Bing was squatting, the zombie rushed over and killed his sister in his arms with a move, but Yang Bing's luck was good and he was not hit, but Yang Bing's good luck ended here.

Staring at the pants stained with black blood in front of him, Yang Bingmeng was stunned. But that zombie doesn't care whether Yang Bing is stupid or not, there is only one thought in his mind, and that is fresh "meat". Seeing that it missed the blow, it rushed straight towards Yang Bing, who was squatting.

In an instant, Yang Bing, who was still stunned, was pressed underneath! Its big mouth full of bad breath quickly pressed towards Yang Bing's face, of course, zombies don't do anything, it is a desire for fresh flesh and blood. If Yang Bing was kissed by it, a piece of flesh would be torn off in an instant. Yang Bing only reacted at this time, but it was just a crisis of life and death, and Yang Bing didn't have time to think about anything else. I saw his hands firmly holding against the zombie's big mouth.

It's just that Yang Bing's strength has always been inferior to the zombies, no matter how hard Yang Bing tries to get to the top, the big mouth still falls to Yang Bing's cheeks little by little. At the moment of crisis, Yang Bing suddenly shouted: "Projection! Hurry up, I'm going to fucking pick it all. ”

Just when Yang Bing couldn't hold on, the zombie suddenly stopped struggling, Yang Bing moved the zombie's brain to the side, and didn't care about the corpse pressing on him, but said weakly: "Move this guy away from me." ”

The upright spearman said, "Yes," and then lifted the zombie with one hand and went out, with the sound of "ping-pong, clanging" hangers turning over. Yang Bing lay on the ground and rested for a while, then slowly got up.

"Only by being prepared for danger in times of peace can we live a long time, and the ancients will not deceive me!" Yang Bing muttered, threw away the blood-stained coat on his body, and put on another one. Only then did I remember that there seemed to be some prompt in the system just now.

He looked around, then ripped off a few pieces of clothing and threw them in front of the fitting mirror, and sat down against the fitting mirror. Summoning the castle interface, and then opening the adventurer's Zhi to browse, the number of projected creatures has reached the upper limit of the lord's maximum wisdom, and the projection needs to be done again

Increase the cost, 30 gold coins for a projection spearman, yes/no confirmation.

Nima, Daddy! 30 gold coins are gone again.

"Bang Dang" accompanied the rows of hangers to the ground, and the griffin's fat body finally crashed into it. As if failing to protect the lord's safety, the griffin kept screaming. Yang Bing listened annoyed, waved his hand and stopped screaming. At this time, the remaining gunners who searched the entire 3rd floor also returned. Then the 3rd floor will be done, and we will go up to the 4th floor. Yang Bing waved his hand and walked towards the stairs with three people and one pet under his command in high spirits.

Looking at the somewhat gloomy stairwell, Yang Bing stopped: "The second gun is left, the third gun is right, and the fourth gun is in the middle." After cleaning up, come down and assemble. After saying that, he didn't pay attention to it, but took the griffin to the second floor to take a look, he didn't want people to know his secret, because this was the only capital he had to settle down in the last days, and even occupy the mountain as king. He also knew that when he was still weak, he must be quiet, and low-key is the king. Waving his hand, he just wanted to send the griffon back.

"Hey! I'm so stupid, if only they couldn't see it! Who knew this was my troops! Yang Bing patted his head and went outside to clean up the zombies around me. Uh, uh" called twice, and the griffon walked out with small steps towards the path it had carved out for itself. Don't look at it taking small steps, but the speed is not slow, and in less than a minute, it disappears into the floor.

Yang Bing followed the griffin rampage to the window, only to see the corpses downstairs, all of which had their heads crushed. He glanced at his own experience, and saw that it was rising in a determined and slow manner. It wasn't until after 100 years of experience that the momentum slowed down, and it didn't rise a little after more than 30 seconds.

Yang Bing found a cubicle and sat in. Silently waiting for the gunmen to return.

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