Chen Fan only gave two zombies a day for such a arduous task, which means that at this time tomorrow night, they must bring more than 5,000 zombie troops here, otherwise, the plan to turn the prison into a purgatory would not be possible.

So the miserable Yang Jie and the young monk rushed back to the city overnight.

On a quiet night, you can vaguely hear the noise in the prison in the distance. I guess they are looking for traces of ghosts and snakes. Although I think the possibility of ghosts and snakes staying in the prison is very small, the three generals also have to try it. Anyway, they don’t need to do it. I don’t need to use more than 200 kids.

Chen Fan, who was under the tree, looked at the direction of the prison, sneered, and then sat cross-legged. He found the box in the ghost and snake room before, and it must have contained precious things. Maybe it was really the spirit of plants and trees!

Looking at the sealed code box on the ground, Chen Fan wanted to be a little bigger, but his space ring, which was only one cubic meter, could not be squeezed out. There were ten spirits of plants and trees inside! There was also a beast hunting gun, which were all items that occupied a lot of space. In the end, a little space had to be freed up to store the spiritual energy derived from the spirit of plants and trees. The space ring was already very limited for Chen Fan.

"I hope I won't disappoint you. The wealth of this guy, Ghost and Snake, shouldn't be much worse."

Chen Fan flipped his palm and released his true fire. For this steel password box, ordinary machetes could easily destroy it. Even if Chen Fan was strong, he would be afraid of damaging the precious items inside. If it were the spirit of grass and trees, he would feel heartbroken.

Therefore, we can only use the omnipotent true fire to destroy the password lock on it.

Chen Fan took a deep breath, then carefully burned the position of the lock with the real fire, and focused on it. After a long struggle, he finally broke the password lock without hurting the inside of the box.

Chen Fan wiped the sweat from his forehead and laughed twice. Then he rubbed his palms and murmured excitedly: "Hope is the spirit of grass and trees! Hope is the spirit of grass and trees!"

In prayer, people's psychology often becomes very excited, and they always have expectations for unknown things. So in order to give himself a big surprise, Chen Fan simply closed his eyes and reached out to slowly uncover the box.

With a "click", the box was opened.

Chen Fan tried his best to hold back the ** who opened his eyes and looked inside, slowly leaned over his head, then sniffed it with his nose, immediately frowned, and said in confusion: "Well? Why doesn't there be a smell of spiritual energy?"

"Grass egg! It's really not the spirit of grass and trees!"

Chen Fan cursed angrily, but Nairan was undead. He thought that things that ghosts and snakes could be filled with boxes were very precious to him. They were not the spirit of plants and trees, but other precious items. So Nairan did not open his eyes, but poked his hand out.

"Touch and see first. If it is a rare mineral, it will make a fortune even more silently!"

"Well? Why is it a long and round thing, slippery? It's quite thick!"

Put it in front of your nose and smelled it, Chen Fan frowned and said, "Why does it have a strange smell?"

In confusion, he pressed his head over and approached the sniffing box, frowned even tighter, and said, "Why does this taste all look like this? Smell?"

Reach your hand and touch it again!

"Why is this the same as a hammer? Is it a weapon?"

"Well? Why is there a piece of cloth, rustling, lace-like, huh. Why is this piece of cloth a little hard?"

"It's all some strange things?" Chen Fan murmured, but Nairan was reluctant to open his eyes.

Suddenly, he suddenly remembered something!

Almost at this moment, Chen Fan immediately threw away the items in his hand, jumped up on the ground, and said furiously: "Can it be..."

While speaking, Chen Fan opened his eyes and stared at the things in the box, his face suddenly became extremely ugly!

There were a lot of props in the box!

Large vibrator, vibrator, small hammer, dog leash, mouth plug, etc., plus some very sexy small underwear. There is still some sticky liquid left on it...

Chen Fan would never have thought that the perverted ghost and snake would actually collect such items! These things seem to have been used repeatedly many times and have experienced many women's baptisms. Their fucking thing has not been washed yet! No wonder they have a scent!

But just now, I put it in front of my nose and mouth...

Chen Fan's already dark face twitched, and he quietly looked at the props placed in the box, unable to speak for a long time.

Ghosts and snakes do hide the spirit of plants and trees, but they are not placed in prison, but another place that specializes in practicing qigong. After all, in prison, there are three guys of the same level who are eyeing them.

But his wealth, from the moment he died, will always become an unknown secret.

The sky is getting brighter.

Two advanced advanced zombies who were running all the way finally arrived in the city and immediately started to get busy.

On the street, Yang Jie and the little monk were entering and exiting one shop after another, holding a bag in his hand, which was filled with a bunch of mobile phones.

"Old Yang, is this method taught by Brother Chen OK?"

The little monk looked at Yang Jie carrying a big bag in front of him and said, "Why do I feel inappropriate?"

Yang Jie kept turning back and said, "What's wrong? I think this method is very good. These phones are still very new, with electricity and loud enough."

"But we are all new humans, not old humans. Will those unconscious guys be attracted to them?" asked the little monk. In addition to being alert to the hunting group lurking in the dark, they also have to worry that ordinary zombies will not dare to approach because of fear. If this is the case, this task will not be completed.

Yang Jie said: "Look for a car, calm down, close the window, they should not be able to detect it."

The little monk said, "Then hurry up. Brother Chen said that you must complete the task before dark, otherwise you will be wrong at the best time."

Yang Jie nodded and said, "Well, the phone should be enough. Next, I will find a car, which should be thick, or it will break if it hits a few times."

Then the two began to select one abandoned car after another on the street.

Next, something shocked happened in Du'an City that made the zombies boil and survivors admired them.

"Oh dad just died of tenderness! Thumb! Thumb! Thumb!…"

On the avenue, in a rumbling and bulky car, this classic divine song was released for a whole day!

But behind the rear of the car, there were always a large group of zombies running and following. On the streets, it was like a herd of horses rushing, and the earth was trembling and its momentum was amazing.

If it were an ordinary survivor, this scene would have been scared long ago.

Moreover, the car kept shuttled back and forth on the street. Even the survivors with a slutty eye could see that the two people in the car were constantly provoking the zombies in the city.

This seems to be a very simple thing, but I really don't know if I haven't tried it.

As the music was together, as soon as the vehicle started, countless zombies would emerge from the streets in all directions. At the beginning, the two people who had no experience had long seen the car, but the car was blocked by the zombie group and could not move.

There was no choice but to turn off the music, fight all the way out, and look for another car.

It’s easy to find a car. But it’s a bit difficult to find a hard big guy. The most important thing is to fill up the oil!

However, new problems arise when it can avoid the siege of zombies!

The journey was so fast that it was thrown away a few streets of zombies that had finally attracted the army, and it was a waste of effort.

There is no way, look back.

This makes the two advanced zombies exhausted from life and death.

I don’t know how many times I tried it, but I changed my phone several batches. After changing the vehicle countless times, Yang Jie, who was responsible for driving, finally found the trick. He barely got started, drove the vehicle to adjust and avoid the zombie group in an orderly manner, and the speed was neither too fast nor too slow.

"Hurry! Another group of people came in front of you, Lao Yang, turn again!" the little monk sat in the passenger seat and shouted anxiously. If they were surrounded once, their efforts would have to be wasted.

Yang Jie's only left hand slammed the steering wheel, then immediately took off and quickly shifted gears, and then turned back to the direction again. The seemingly clumsy car drifted and rushed into another street cautiously.

In just one day, Yang Jie avoided the zombie group countless times and actually practiced a good drifting technique...

Looking at the group of zombies behind the vehicle through the rearview mirror, Yang Jie asked, "Is there a 10,000?"

After the little monk became nervous, he looked relaxed and crossed his legs and said leisurely: "So what? These little fools are always behind. It seems that there are ten thousand, but in the end they can still follow them, probably less than one thousand."

"Then how much do you think you have to get enough to get over?" Yang Jie asked.

"At least 50,000!" The little monk said without thinking, because he had calculated this question for a long time.

Yang Jie sighed: "What a arduous task..."

There seems to be a huge number of zombies, but various stampede and collision incidents occur frequently. Under such circumstances, attacks on similar types are naturally inevitable, and a lot of people have been damaged.

The most important thing is that Yang Jie always needs to keep a certain speed in driving so that he will not be stopped by the zombies gushing out around him, which will often fall behind in the zombies following the last head. After all, the sounds heard by the last head are already very weak, and it is impossible to guarantee that they can find the right direction after turning.

Moreover, zombies are not machines, but they are ordinary bodies. They are just a little stronger than ordinary people and they will be tired and die if they run too much.

So on the streets, zombies were constantly dying due to long-term running. The straight streets were filled with corpses, but not much blood.

However, after today, the pile of corpses that died suddenly on the street will greatly promote the evolution of a large number of zombies that have not suffered tragic misfortune.

Two advanced zombies drove a crazy car and just wandered around the streets, gradually moving towards the suburbs, directly leading to the death of groups of zombies.

Night falls again.

Tonight, another dark and windy murder night will be another month.

I don’t know how many people’s lives will stay on this night forever.

While Yang Jie and the little monk were performing their mission, Chen Fan was not idle. He spent a day sitting cross-legged and recovering his true energy, reaching his peak, and preparing to face the upcoming battle.

Shortly after finishing the work, he heard a roar. Chen Fan smiled slightly and said, "I hope I won't disappoint me!"

A large off-road vehicle full of blood was swiftly rushing in the darkness of the night, and then slowly stopped under his gaze.

Yang Jie jumped down and smiled at Chen Fan who was standing under the root of the tree, saying, "Brother Chen, the mission is completed!"

"How many?" Seeing that these two guys were fine, Chen Fan felt a little relieved. At this time, the most worried thing was that the group of people from the hunting group intervened.

"Nearly ten thousand!" the little monk said first.

"Good job! Where is the corpse group?" Chen Fan looked at the dark sky and asked.

"On the road three kilometers away, I'm waiting for your order." Yang Jie said.

"Okay! I'll go over and prepare first. When you see the fire rising into the sky, you'll do it immediately!" Chen Fan turned his head and looked at the prison hidden in the darkness in the distance, and said in a deep voice, with murderous intent surging!

"How do we do it?" Yang Jie asked.

"I will attract attention inside, and you will lead the zombie group to rush in." Chen Fan replied.

"Then what?"

"Nothing then."

"After entering, we run out?"

"Don't you bring me?"

“…”

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