(I was wrong, the newcomer kneels and begs for forgiveness.) Re-transmission)

After doing this, Yang Bing glanced at the resource interface, only to see that the amount of gold only showed 2011, Yang Bing looked around, and the real products in the four or five smashed glass counters were all converted. He muttered in wonder: "Not to mention that I also got dozens of kilograms of gold, how can I convert so much." I remember last time I had 1621 gold left. This ratio is really a bit of a cheat. Could it be that the conversion ratio is 1:100?

In the face of the system's overlord regulations, Yang Bing could only be helpless. There is no semicolon in the world. This reminded him of a classic sentence popular on the Internet to describe the society of the 21st century: life is like a strong woman, since you can't resist, you must know how to enjoy.

In any case, Yang Bing still had to continue to destroy the cupboards and continue to convert gold, and in the face of the surging corpses, Yang Bing didn't know when he would have such an opportunity to collect gold without any pears.

"Bump, bump, bump"

The sound of smashing glass could be heard far through the empty building, until it passed through the sturdy-looking glass door and into the ears of the zombies roaming the streets. You said that why those zombies didn't come to slam on the door is due to Yang Bing's griffin, which is working tirelessly to carry out Yang Bing's orders: hunt all the creatures you can see. Now, if someone looked down from the sky, they could see hundreds of corpses lying outside the supermarket building. They had only one fatal wound on their bodies, a large hole in their heads.

However, a griffon's ability is limited after all, although for these first-order zombies, griffins are very powerful and perverted. But that doesn't change the fact that it has only one. Sometimes quantitative changes lead to qualitative changes, that is, when the quantity accumulates to a certain size, the power of the individual is limited after all.

Yang Bing didn't know that he was the culprit who caused the quantitative change, and his mind was now full of gold conversion, gold conversion. If you want him to stop, it will be like asking for his life, and you have to fight hard.

A few hours later.

Yang Bing had successfully converted a small half of the gold on the first floor. He now fantasizes about having countless gold, and then expanding the castle and recruiting swordsmen, priests, holy knights, archangels. Since then, he has been invincible all over the world.

"Cub, what are you doing? Still don't stop, can't you want to lure all the zombies over? Deng Wei's rough voice suddenly sounded behind Yang Bing.

Yang Bing paused for a moment before he came back to his senses, stopped smashing the glass in his hand, touched the conversion, and continued to smash the glass to touch the conversion, this mechanical and repetitive action. He moved his numb arm and turned around and said suspiciously: "Fatty, what did you say?" ”

Deng Wei didn't answer, just pointed to the door of the supermarket that was facing the past.

This glance really startled Yang Bing, and he saw a mountain of human heads outside the glass door, constantly pushing the door of the supermarket. As far as the eye could see, the human head was as dense as a can full of sardines, and there was not a single crack in it. A rough count shows that they are all about to break 100. Yang Bing immediately gasped. When did Nima come to so many heads.

"What's going on?" Yang Bing asked in surprise.

"I still want to ask you, it's not all you recruited."

"You don't think I'm smashing the glass, smashing" Saying this, Yang Bing suddenly came to his senses, test, sure enough, it was someone who died for money. That's really what I provoked.

"Let's go, let's go, let's go up and avoid the sight of these guys, lest they go berserk and crush that fragile glass door." Yang Bing tried to lift the fire axe, but at this moment he only felt that the axe was heavy.

Seeing Deng Wei standing next to him, a nameless fire burned brightly.

"Fatty, I found a fire axe, you see that the storage of weapons is such an important and honorable task, this leader will let you take over. Resist quickly, let's go. As he spoke, Yang Bing put his hand on the handle, patted Deng Wei's shoulder, and then Shi Shiran turned the corner and walked towards the staircase.

"You're really good at sneaking around." It wasn't until Yang Bing's figure disappeared around the corner that Deng Wei suddenly uttered a sentence. He glanced at the zombies outside the door, then shivered, picked up the fire axe dropped by Yang Bing with his other hand, and quickly disappeared in front of the zombies.

"Squeak, squeak. Smack"

The moment Deng Wei left, there was a slight crack in the glass door of the supermarket. The zombies outside the door are still pushing and shoving.

Deng Wei caught up with Yang Bing and said: "If you want those guys outside to push and push like this again, I'm afraid that the glass door won't last long." We're going to find a way to get them away. Not really."

Speaking of this, Deng Wei paused, and saw Yang Bing get a cotton swab out of nowhere, and he was looking at his ears gracefully. It made people want to beat him.

"Did you even hear me? Zombies are going to break in. You still have the leisure to dig earwax. Deng Wei raised his voice slightly and said in a suppressed voice.

Yang Bing waved his hand and said casually: "Okay, okay, I know what you want to say about a few other burdens, right?" ”

"If you want me to say, you might as well tell them directly, so that they can be mentally prepared. At least before you die, you have a thought, what you should enjoy, and what you want to do. ”

"Bang"

Two fire axes were randomly dropped at the top of the staircase.

Deng Wei immediately grabbed Yang Bing's collar and said angrily: "What do you say? They're all living people! Why are you so, so"

As if it wasn't him who was grabbed by the collar, Yang Bing just whispered: "It's so cold-blooded, isn't it?" Hehe! ”

Yang Bing seemed to be reminded of that distant memory by him, and he roared in his heart: "Don't you know that I am cold-blooded? ”

A burst of laughter ensued.

"Hahaha!"

It's just that no matter how you listen to it, you can feel the loneliness and unwillingness hidden behind this laughter.

While the two were arguing, they heard loud noises and quarrels upstairs, and they thought something big had happened, so they rushed over quickly. Huang Mao bore the brunt of the first place, and happened to see Deng Wei grabbing Yang Bing's collar. Yang Bing laughed wildly somewhere. I don't know why the two argued to the point of getting started. But deep down, he still didn't want the two of them to be hurt much, and if he wanted to say that he had changed his surname, it wouldn't be. The reason is that these two people in their group are the only ones who dare to fight the zombies hand-to-hand and can win the battle. If they fight to defeat both, then if the zombies attack, no one will think about it, and in the end, everyone will be finished.

It's just that although he thinks so in his heart, if he really wants to stop it, then he really can't let go of that face.

Of course, no one will know about the mental activities of the yellow-haired Yan Xiaochao.

A few people who were slightly behind also rushed over. I happened to see this scene. Of course, what individuals think in their hearts, only they know it.

Zhang Li was also slightly surprised for a moment, and then twisted her cousin's arm. Seeing Zhang Youqin looking over, he made a look and quietly pointed to the two people downstairs.

Since everyone's eyes were focused on Yang Bing, who was laughing wildly, no one noticed the small movements of the two sisters.

Zhang Youqin understood, hesitated, then jumped downstairs in a few steps, and said to the two of them: "Aren't you brothers and sisters?" What can I say well, how can I fight because of a little thing. That's not what a good boy should do. ”

Originally, Deng Wei caught Yang Bing's collar just for a moment of anger, but now he has already regretted it, and after Zhang Youqin's call, he naturally let go of his hand, otherwise with his hand strength, even if he comes to three or five Zhang Youqin, don't want to move a finger.

Deng Wei subconsciously wanted to explain: "I'm just"

"Well, I don't know about your bastard's temper, so I don't need to say it." Yang Bing rubbed his neck, then straightened his collar.

Deng Wei squirmed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but he never said it.

Seeing that Deng Wei didn't want to say anything, he then cleared his throat and said, "Just now that everyone is here, let's talk about some business, we found two news." One piece of good news, and one piece of bad news. Do you want to hear that first? ”

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