I Am Picking Up Attributes in the Last Days.

"God, is this God's eye opening? Help us!"

"Grass, in this ghost weather, I can't get enough to eat, where is the god!"

Some people thank God, others curse endlessly, each with their own ideas.

Some people have already adapted to the end times, do not want to change, and can still live.Some people also want to go back to the past and live a happy life.

Everyone has their own ideas, and so on.

Yang Hao was disgusted, waved his hand, and said to the ghost face:

"Let's go, let's keep up, we'll be lost in a while!"

Originally, I thought that these people could not deal with zombies, so they used Spirit Boxing casually, but I didn't expect to be so disrespectful.

So what are you doing here?

Get the important things done.

"You shot? You have some skills, I guess you can participate in the competition! Unfortunately, it is still not the opponent of the Sword God, that is the real God!"

The ghost face saw that the zombie's head burst into pieces, and still didn't believe how powerful Yang Hao was.

In this regard, Cai Jing and the others just shook their heads without arguing.

Know what to do and what not to do.

There's no need to argue about this at all. It's really awesome to snatch people over.

Cadillac caught up with the team ahead in the blood-red rain.

The two big men guarding the gate clearly saw the ghost face, but they didn't dare to come forward to harass them.

There were people on the wall watching vigilantly, far stronger than them and possessing a higher status.

He didn't know at all, if he really stepped forward, he would be dead this time.

Yang Hao didn't want someone to stop him from doing business.

The vehicle was driving fast on the road, keeping a distance of [-] meters with the convoy in front, barely able to see.

Fang Qingqing next to him started to use his abilities.

Open the window and make a low lullaby-like sound in the direction of their convoy:

"The commander, the team set off to compete for virus expert Chen An, use the magnetic locator!"

The sound is not big, but there are strange fluctuations that spread out.

The ghost face sneered, feeling that it was too exaggerated.

On such a rainy day, even if they shouted loudly, they couldn't hear them even if they were [-] meters apart. They wanted to notify the distant team?

joke!

Or it was deliberately playing tricks, as if to convince her that they were capable.

But whether they have the ability or not has nothing to do with themselves.

If it wasn't for the fear of being killed indiscriminately, they wouldn't care at all.

But I heard Yang Hao say:

"It can be controlled now, and they can hear this kind of voice too! Alas, the end times are really troublesome. No communicator can spread to kilometers away! If the walkie-talkie is more than [-] meters away, you are a fool!"

He praised her greatly, and felt that she did a very good job, and complained about the inconvenience of the last days.

Fang Qingqing, who was next to him, withdrew his gaze, and his voice was full of longing, and said:

"Young Commander, when Lu Qingfan researches the communication, it may be reached. At that time, our activity radius can also be increased a lot. If we take different paths, at least we can communicate news smoothly!"

Hong Yanli's ability is obvious to all, so the others should also go almost everywhere.

Otherwise, how can they become best friends.

The ghost face still did not believe their words, shook his head slightly, and said:

"I don't know how many people there are in your convoy? How many experts are there? Did you see the leader in front, and set off with a combat team of [-] people. How about you?"

When she wanted to come, so many people set off, and they might not be able to win Chen An.

After all, there is still the Sword God.

Cai Jing snapped his fingers and said:

"There are about four people who can kill t3, six who can kill t2, nine who can kill t1, and the rest can kill ordinary zombies."

After counting around, I felt that the number of masters was only 19. Compared with a hundred people, the gap was too big. I couldn't help but turn around and say to Yang Hao:

"Master, do you have to speed up? Xiaohong has made a contribution, Chu Mengmeng helped you last time, and Lu Qingfan is thinking about communications. The seven in the art department are almost the same!"

Before Yang Hao could answer, the ghost face sneered:

"Pfft, hehe, I didn't mean to laugh, hehe..."

Talking or not laughing, but I couldn't hold back, and I almost couldn't control the car.

"What are you laughing at? Is there anything funny?"