"I have a magic crystal... for you..."

Wang Lu took out the magic crystal vigilantly, and glanced at Fang Fan in disbelief. The healing card only sells five magic crystals... It always feels a little wrong...

"Hey... I'll give you a healing card!"

"Ding! The host sells a healing card, the price is five magic crystals, and the draw is 0.5 magic crystals... The daily series of cards are not counted in the number of exclusive card draws..."

Every time Fang Fan makes a transaction, a record will be displayed on the system panel.

"Hey... cool! It really is a healing card!"

"My arm... I've saved it!"

"Made... almost died! But this feeling... so comfortable!"

"If you don't die, you will have good luck..."

Watching the injury gradually recover, Wang Lu's vigilance gradually loosened, although he felt that there should be no such stupid businessman in this world...

The healing card that can save lives only sells five magic crystals... The price is so low that it explodes!

In the apocalypse, a healing card is equivalent to a life!

But the facts told Wang Lu that these were all real.

This weird shop...is real!

And they are not black shops, otherwise, they could have killed him directly while he was seriously injured!

"Give me five more healing cards...and two more serum cards..."

"These are thirty-five magic crystals..."

Wang Lu licked his tongue and asked carefully, he was afraid that there would not be so many goods here...

It's just that Fang Fan's actions once again made him more confident...

Fang Fan didn't even lift his head, just threw the card out, and then the clerk Chen Bu, who was standing beside him, put away the magic crystal...

"Give me fifty more black iron cards like this!"

Wang Lu touched his pocket and counted it carefully. There were almost fifty or so magic crystals left...

"Ding! The host sells 50 black iron-level cards, sells 50 magic crystals, and draws five magic crystals. The type is a drawing card, and it is counted five times in the number of exclusive card draws!"

"Sincerely 50 magic crystals!"

Fang Fan stretched his waist, put fifty magic crystals in his account, and then sold fifty black iron cards.

"I open!"

"Food card..."

"Shimizu card..."

"Empty card..."

"Healing card! Blood earned!"

"Weapon card! I wipe it! It's cool!"

"The legion card... it's the legion card! I have issued the legion card!"

"Undead Zombie Army! Hahaha... That's great! That's great! It's so cool!"

Wang Lu immediately screamed excitedly, the corners of his mouth twitched up and down unnaturally, and he was almost unable to close his mouth.

Fang Fan also glanced at Wang Lu unexpectedly, his luck... good enough...

"Ding! As the first customer of the strongest card shop to open, enjoy the supreme luck bonus..."

The voice of the dog system came, Fang Fan pouted, this guy... is still engaged in marketing?

"Many thanks to the shopkeeper...Thanks to the shopkeeper! When I go to earn magic crystals, I will come again!"

Wang Lu walked out with a proud face, today is definitely his lucky day! Lady Luck kissed him!

Originally, I was in adversity, and I was ready to wait to die... But after entering the strongest card shop for a walk, I was fully armed and had everything!

Even the most cherished legion card has been opened!

A celibate like him, without a family to rely on, can only make his own way in the end times...

To be honest, it was a very sad day.

It’s okay to be oppressed on weekdays, but if you kill zombies to get something good, you basically have to honor those big families…

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