Chapter 486

Is this the legendary arrow that pierces the clouds and thousands of horses come to meet?

Fang Mo zipped up, because his wife didn't respond to him. Maybe he knew that there were people here who were not suitable for talking, so he began to think about other things.

"Ha, if you have the ability, don't run... Well, what are you doing?" the man looked at Fang Mo and shrank back.

Others, he may not be able, but his eyesight is still no problem.

Just now, Fang Mo's speed is hardly what people can have. He suddenly appeared behind him. At least it shows that this guy has two abilities.

This shows that you can't approach casually, otherwise you may be injured.

"Oh, I sat down to bake the fire. Can't you see? It's snowing outside. I always want to be warm for a while?" Fang Mo silently hugged a bundle of firewood, looked at the girl huddled in the corner and said, "Hey, what's the matter with you? What are you doing to provoke this big brother?"

"I, I just want to live, but they don't want to..."

The woman was interrupted when she said this.

"Mouth, I'm going to bake." Fang Mo took out the lighter from his pocket, lit the firewood, and put his hand on it with a smile: "hiss, it's really comfortable."

Men and women looked at him dully.

They don't understand what this guy does.

A little crazy.

……

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

"Why set off fireworks? Do you know how precious fireworks are?"

"Third, what are you going to do?"

One after another came, about dozens of people.

what the hell.

Fang Mo opened his eyes.

It's really admirable that he can form a collective so quickly. At least his group took a long time to form, but these guys in front of him are so simple?

The old three walked out carefully from the side, and then narrated what had just happened.

In his mouth, Fang Mo turned into a heinous crime. He was deprived of the possibility of robbing girls, and even the hope of life.

When he said it, he was really sad when he heard it and shed tears when he saw it. Even Fang Mo sighed deeply for three times.

Playboy.

"Well, break your throat, stand up." the guy who looked like the boss came up. The man was dyed with yellow hair, stretched out his hand, clapped his fist, and an angry wave came out of his palm: "see, you can't climb up forever."

Little young in form two.

"Young little yellow hair, did you just use this ability or this ability?" Fang Mo stretched out his hand and smashed it on the ground.

A big pit appeared.

Fang Mo quickly threw in some sweet potatoes. Instead, he picked up a steel pipe next to him, easily twisted it, looked at Huang Mao and smiled.

Seeing his smile, Huang Mao was shocked all over his face. He took a breath. He was shocked. Suddenly, he turned his head and slapped on the third man's face: "what are you doing? Don't make an apology to the eldest brother!"

"No, no, I'm actually passing by. By the way, I think there will be a lot of good things to see such a collective as you? In this way, if you like, take it out to me. If you don't want to..."

At this point, he turned his head and made several fried bean like explosions: "then I'll kill you."

"This is robbery!"

Someone shouted.

"Alas, this brother is knowledgeable. He seems to have read a book? Yes, I just want to rob. Take out all your things." Fang Mo stood up with a smile and fished out a baked sweet potato.

WOW!

After a while, Huang Mao and dozens of other people took out their things.

After looking at it, Fang shook his head and said, "you are really poorer than a monster, not even a gel. How do you live like this? Well, forget it, I'm going."

Sausage, bacon, bread, bottled water

These things seem very useful, but they are really useless to him.

What he wants is actually gel.

Even if it's a little low-end, it's just a zombie.

He really doesn't want to use those in his backpack. They should be used to breathe for his wife.

So, he wondered if he could turn around and rob a wave. Who knew these things would be so poor and return to his mother's collective gang. Bah, shame!

"You stop!"

Huang looked at Fang Mo's disdainful gaze and the expression he baked when he baked the sweet potato. He shouted, "I know a place where people are very strong. They are superhuman beings. And I heard they were collecting gel, not only zombies, but also monsters. Do you dare to go?"

Eh, what's the unexpected harvest?

Fang Mo suddenly turned his head, pointed to the sweet potato under the fire pit and said, "give you a reward, and then tell me what kind of place it is."

"Brothers, what are you doing? Don't be stunned. Women are here. Enjoy it casually. I don't mind. As long as you can meet my needs, I care what you do?"

He also waved and pointed to the third.

"Broken throat!"

The woman stood up with her waist inserted, stretched out her hand and pointed at his forehead: "you, you treat me like this..."

Bang!

After one punch, the woman broke directly.

"What bothers me most is these flirtatious bitches. Since you brothers don't want to enjoy it, it's broken, but... It seems that the food in the fire pit can't be eaten." Fang Mo shook his head disdainfully.

Still trying to hook him up and use him?

Are you kidding.

Is he that kind of person?

Even if it is, it will only show around Qingcheng. As for other women, they are just transparent to him.

"Oh, oh!"

Huang Mao sat down obediently and took out the pupil's sitting posture. He was very correct: "well, he actually heard that. I'm not sure if he did."

I don't know why, Huang Mao feels so hot, and the sweat on his forehead keeps pouring out.

This guy must be a utilitarian. He doesn't care about anyone. He only goes for his own goal.

He knew more clearly how terrible such a person was.

"Well, it seems that you have indeed read a book. It's a great sitting posture. Hold on. Don't be afraid. Even if you've heard of it, as long as you tell me the news, I won't bully you. I'm a man with a bottom line!" Fang Moyi opened his mouth and patted Huang Mao's shoulder.

Huang Mao was almost scared to death. He looked at himself and found that he was still complete. He was relieved.

"Some time ago..."

"Directly to the point." Fang Mo frowned. He was most annoyed with a long speech. Did he get to the last point.

"Yes!" Huang Mao nodded quickly. After taking a sigh of relief, he said, "there is a place about seven or eight miles in the Northeast where the people are very powerful. It must not be as powerful as you."