Divine System of the Strongest Card Supplier in the End Times (Doomsday Strongest Cards Supplier)

"I killed him, and I can come to Tongtian Tower at any time..."

"Are you a condition for his life?"

Fang Fan blinked, what the lord of Dongwu City said was very interesting.

"As long as City Lord Fang Fan is willing to let go of my son, Dongwu City will be your most solid ally in the future!"

"If not... Your Excellency, don't even think about setting foot in Dongwu City again!"

"Even if I destroy this Tower of Babel, I can't use it to make your Excellency!"

"Pros and cons, you should think about it carefully!"

Han Huan's complexion gradually changed, and he was used to being held high by others, and it was difficult to change his thinking for a while.

The smile on Fang Fan's face gradually faded away, is this a threat?

"so what?"

boom……

The laser gun in Fang Fan's hand shot blindly, Han Yichen's pupils instantly enlarged, and then he fell into a pool of blood.

"I'm killing him now, what are you going to do?"

Fang Fan narrowed his eyes, he hated the feeling of being threatened.

This Han family was a little unclear from the beginning.

Since the beginning of the fight, a huge threshold fee has to be charged to enter the Babel Tower.

Later, this Han Yichen rushed over like a silly roe deer, trying to rob him of what he got, and wanted to take the opportunity to kill him.

The 100,000 city guards of Dongwu City were defeated, and Han Yichen was also arrested. The city owner of Dongwu City actually ran over to threaten...

Hmm... It can also be said to be a test, to test Fang Fan's bottom line.

It's just a pity that Fang Fan didn't play cards according to the routine at all.

"Yichen! You...you killed my son!"

"me……"

"Kill me..."

"Uuuuuu..."

Han Huan, the city lord of Dongwu City, wanted to say something, but Han Biao rushed over from the side, covering his mouth and backing out.

"City Lord Fang Fan, he is talking nonsense, please..."

"Han Yichen is looking for his own death, you killed well!"

Han Biao took a deep breath, and then a smile appeared on his face...

Fang Fan glanced at him in surprise, this guy...a bit interesting.

Being able to bend and stretch is a talent.

"Be careful in the future."

"Not everyone is as good-natured as I am."

Fang Fan shrugged, carried Ye Meier onto the back of the Yukong Unicorn King, and then flew into the air!

The dispute in Dongwu City was just a small episode, and Fang Fan forgot it in a flash.

"Take the reward in the Tower of Babel and get your hands soft..."

"I also got a lot of promotion cards and magic crystals. It's time to promote the legion under my command in all aspects!"

"Only when my legion becomes stronger, can I feel more secure!"

The corners of Fang Fan's mouth raised slightly, with a calm expression on his face.

"In the Tongtian Tower, I got a total of more than 200,000 promotion cards, and I was promoted to the Six-Star Gothic Laser Cannon Apprentice Artillery Corps in the middle, which cost hundreds of thousands... There are still hundreds of thousands of promotion cards left, plus I have accumulated sporadically. There are almost 200,000 promotion cards left!"

"The other is the magic crystal... I got about 1.2 billion magic crystals in the Tongtian Tower..."

"In addition to what I got from slaughtering zombies and demonized beasts along the way, plus the income from the card shop, there are also 300 million..."

"A total of 1.5 billion low-grade magic crystals..."

"It's time to draw a wave of promotion cards!"

Fang Fan took a breath and seemed a little excited.

"According to the usual extraction ratio, about 5,000 low-grade magic crystals can be drawn to a promotion card..."

Fang Fan threw himself into the ranks of targeted promotion cards...