Apocalypse Cockroach

Try to say that Yankee got “that thing" from Yankee, pinched it in his hand with some warmth, let Yankee run away, so as not to confuse the zombie's sense of smell.

Zhang Xiaoqiang struck a chill and squeezed “that thing" with his two fingers. He carefully hung it on the horn head. The corpses were almost at the end of the bridge, and Zhang Xiaoqiang stretched the gun with “that thing" outside the railing gap, waiting for the zombies to hook up.

The horn gun was carrying the "that thing" like an island flag with a windward curtain, and a little red in the middle attracted the corpse to worship.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stood behind the tricycle, and the horn gun head was about 1.5 meters from the gap, which just made the zombie standing on the gap impossible to reach.

The D-type zombie has reached the bridge, and the blood on the "thing" is fresh enough to make the D-type zombie jump at the "thing” without a scratch.

“Putong" D-type zombie pedaled under the bridge, the rest of the ordinary zombie smelled the blood smell of "that thing" and aroused, and even walked a few points lightly, gathering into the gap like a duck to jump down the river.

The D-type zombie under the bridge struggled to climb up, but was knocked over by successive zombies. The carcasses under the bridge piled up like stacks of roachers. By the time all the zombies had gone under the bridge, more than a hundred zombies had already laid down a small pyramid. It's spectacular with your arms on your thighs and your calves off your head. Hiddenly, you can hear the D-type zombie at the bottom screaming!

“Ha ha! So handsome, I'm so creative! Haha!” Zhang Xiaoqiang was overjoyed on the bridge, reaching out to Yang Kel to return.

Throw the "thing” hanging from the gun head onto the pile of bodies under the bridge and leave the zombies alone, driving three rounds into the village.

Zhang Xiaoqiang hummed a little tune in three rounds happily, and Yang Keer sat in the car and was angry.

“The D-type zombie died too personally, hey, lured to death by jelly.” Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart is make-believed, "jelly?” Back to God, "I hear it's bad luck for a man to touch that East? Isn't that so evil?” Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart is very rough.

The tricycle parked in front of the small building just besieged by the zombies, Zhang Xiaoqiang got out and looked at the environment. The owner of the small building was in a good condition. The empty space in front of the small building was opened into a small garden. The garden was surrounded by walls on both sides into a small courtyard. It seems that the owner is also a flower lover.

Clap the iron fence door, “No response?”. Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, “Someone's not here, I'm here to save you!” Half a noise or no response.

Zhang Xiaoqiang overturned the wall and went into the small garden. The garden was left unattended for a long time. The flowers dried up a lot. The garden area was not large. About 30 or 40 square meters. In the middle, a well was blocked by an iron plate to prevent it from falling into dirty objects.

Unscrew the knob in front of the small building and the door is opened. There are only a few vintage pieces of furniture in the house that look quite old and dusty. You can't see the modern decoration in the house, it looks vintage, giving Zhang Xiaoqiang a sense of walking in the twenties and thirties.

Up the wooden stairs to the second floor, which is the exact opposite of the first floor and is quite luxuriously decorated with a contemporary feel. The light is not very good and the space is a little dull.

“Jiao, Jiao” came from the corner, Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at it.

There are two leather sofas in the corner, a high-footed glass coffee table in the middle of the sofa, with several tray soup pots on it, and a man sitting on the couch near the corner of the wall, who looks a little older and his hair starts to white.

The man was only skinny and looked more like a zombie than a zombie. He was excited to see Zhang Xiaoqiang's face. He wanted to speak but did not utter a tone, only making a "rolling” sound.

He became more anxious when he wanted to stand up without strength.

“Eat, eat," he finally made two words clear.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled a piece of animal meat out of his pocket and handed it to him. The middle-aged man hugged Ken and straightened his eyes because he was choking too fast.

Zhang Xiaoqiang watched without talking. The middle-aged man ate quickly, winking kung fu and ate clean. Zhang Xiaoqiang knew the taste of the animal meat. The meat was crude, hard to chew, unpleasant and difficult to swallow. The only advantage is that the top is hungry, a small piece is full, which is better than a compressed cookie.

Middle-aged men are much better off after eating, and the talking is organized.

“Anything else? Give me some more!” The man looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with hope.

“You've been hungry for too long to eat again. Wait a minute, eat at night!” Zhang Xiaoqiang persuaded him!

“No, I want it now, I, I pay you, I give you a lot of money, really, I don't lie to you. Give me some more food!” Men get anxious.

“I don't want the money, I have the food, but I won't give it to you again, I'll give it to you until the evening.” Zhang Xiaoqiang said quietly to the man.

“You don't want money? You said," I'll give you anything I have. Please give me more food. "” The man prayed to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“If you eat again, you'll die. It won't be easy to live until now!” Zhang Xiaoqiang is still persuaded.

“Ha ha! Am I afraid to die? I've been waiting to die, to starve to death, you know that feeling? My biggest wish when I wait to die is to be hanged.” Men are a little crazy.

“Now you don't have to die, come with me, I have food that I can't finish, I can make you eat to death.” Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to take him away.

“No, I'm not going anywhere. This is my house. This is my wife. Whoo-hoo...” Men become hysterical.

“My wife followed me for thirty years, thirty years... ”

With the man's statement that Zhang Xiaoqiang knew the man's experience, the man was very rich, took over a lot of work in WH city, usually lived in WH city, every year Guan had to return to his home for New Year's. The project came back early last year, then the virus broke out, both couples were lucky to be uninfected, unfortunately there was not much food in the house, the food was besieged for more than two months, the wife was not well hungry first, the man started eating the wife's corpse when he was hungry and lived to this day.

“I ate her, damn it, I should have stayed with her! Give me something to eat and let me die.” When men are finished, they start asking for food.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was disgusted by the middle-aged man, and thought that eating people was disgusting, but Zhang Xiaoqiang also did not accuse him, because Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a man's position and did not know whether he would eat people.

“Is there a weapon? You got a weapon?” Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to satisfy the wishes of the man, and to end his life one day sooner than the end of this dog's life.

“Weapon? Ha ha, yes, yes, you wait for me to get it.” The man stood up on the sofa and walked into the study in a stumbling motion. He would not come out with a wooden box and give it to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Open it, lay inside a pistol, three magazines, and the bottom was full of bullets.

“Why don't you rob those monsters?” Zhang Xiaoqiang was somewhat confused.

“I've tried, they can't kill!” The man said.

“ ”Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless.

He went downstairs and took dozens of kilos of rice meat from the tricycle and gave it to the man, who locked the door to death and never showed up again.