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"Why does the system produce this kind of thing!" Zhang Ming pinched his nose and asked.

"The system will record the skills, props or equipment that the audience likes to see from time to time according to the market heat."

"But it also stinks."

"Is there?"

Zhang Ming stared at the little TV with staring eyes, staring at the little TV's little hand covering his nose.

"If you don't cover your nose, your words are still a bit convincing." He suddenly thought of a terrible possibility, "There won't be any props such as 'large intestine sashimi' and 'canned herring' in the future, right?"

"Ha ha……"

The intriguing laughter left by the small TV disappeared in the depths of consciousness again.

Zhang Ming sat there, holding the card, thinking whether to draw a few more times?

No no no.

Zhang Ming denied this idea. With his luck, it was not easy to get A-level props in one shot. If he continued to draw, it was very likely that he would get a bunch of stamina potions.

The highest output of intermediate lucky bags is A-level equipment, skills, and props.

Of course, the equipment has the highest value, because the initial A-level equipment, after a few more upgrades, is expected to become S-level or even higher-level equipment.

The second is the skill card. If it is a skill card that can be used permanently, its value is not inferior to that of equipment.

The last is the one-time item card, but it is precisely because it can only be used once, so the effect of the item card is usually more powerful, just like this little hamburger.

Zhang Ming patted his cheek hard. Regardless of the taste, this is a prop that can instantly turn the tide of battle.

Now Dior is seriously injured and his life will be in danger at any time. Millions of citizens in Cairo are tortured by the disaster and struggling to survive. Zhang Ming must use this power, and only he can use this power to solve all problems.

Thinking through the key points, Zhang Ming took a deep breath, no longer hesitated, and was ready to act.

He pulls out another card.

Summon Card: Uncle Jackie Chan (Class B)

Card introduction: An ordinary Chinese uncle who has mastered wonderful fighting skills. He doesn't look very strong, even a little funny, but he is definitely a reliable partner.

Card Effect: After use, "Uncle Jackie Chan" is summoned to assist the host in battle.

Time limit: 30 minute

Remark 3: The more complex the terrain, the higher the combat effectiveness of Uncle Jackie Chan. When the battlefield is chosen in the furniture city, he can gain the effect of being invincible for [-] minutes;

Remark [-]: Uncle Jackie Chan will only attack criminals, murderers, and evil people.

After choosing to use the card, a man in his early thirties with three to seven hair and a big nose appeared in front of Zhang Ming.He's wearing last-century-style jeans, a baggy leather jacket, and a confident smile.

"Hello, Zhang Ming, what can I do for you?"

Zhang Ming opened his mouth wide, looking at this childhood idol, he was speechless for a long time.It wasn't until Uncle Jackie Chan asked again that Zhang Ming came back to his senses and said:

"A group of people are chasing me outside. I want you to pretend to be me and distract them for a while."

"Is it a bad guy?"

"He was bewitched by bad guys." Zhang Ming said truthfully.

"Understood, it seems that you are involved in a big trouble."

Uncle Jackie Chan took out a small box of candies from his pocket, poured two more into his left hand, and slapped his left wrist with his right hand, and the jelly beans flew into his mouth following the inertia.

This series of actions was coherent and handsome. Noticing Zhang Ming's gaze, Uncle Jackie Chan asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"Thank you." Zhang Ming took one.

"I've helped you with this, but I can only hold them back for thirty minutes, and then it's up to you."

"Then please." Zhang Ming said.

Uncle Jackie Chan took off his leather jacket, pulled out a piece of cloth from his pocket and tied it on his face. After finishing these preparations, he walked to the window, put the index and middle fingers of both hands into his mouth, and blew a sharp whistle.

The strangers wandering outside were immediately attracted by the sound, Uncle Jackie Chan nodded at Zhang Ming one last time, and jumped out of the window.

In other places, he is just an ordinary man with good skills, but here is a shopping mall, and he has just experienced an explosion. According to Uncle Jackie Chan’s Remark [-] (the more complex the terrain, the higher the combat effectiveness), this At that time, his comprehensive ability has been greatly improved. As long as he avoids it carefully, Zhang Ming doesn't have to worry about these bewitched strangers chasing him for at least ten minutes.

Relying on Uncle Jackie Chan to attract firepower, Zhang Ming quietly sneaked into the city, circled around, and returned to the City of the Dead.

After this time and time again, the Terrigen fog in the city of the dead has long since dissipated, most of the people died, a small number of people transformed into aliens, and even a smaller number of people were really lucky and hid in the cellar Or simply there was no falling terrigan stone near their residence, and they got away with it.

Fearing that the elves would find their tracks, Zhang Ming used the mole-spotting effect on items such as clothes to pretend to be these lucky people, men, women, old people, teenagers... Every time he walked around a few corners, Zhang Ming changed his identity.

Now he is hiding in the tomb about [-] meters away from the truth, observing every move of the truth through the third-person camera.

Truth and the elves stood on the top floor of a taller building, Dio was nailed to the outer wall of the building, and there were fourteen or fifteen capable people guarding nearby.

With them as the center, there are ruins outside.

In order to gain a wide view, Truth destroyed the houses two hundred meters away.

Further outside, there is a strange person standing on a high place at intervals, scanning the surroundings.

Zhang Ming adjusted the focus and pointed the camera at Truth's face.

In a few minutes, Truth adjusted her emotions, and she couldn't see the previous anger.The elf stood on his right, with a small blue flower on his shoulder, whispering in her ear.