Apocalypse Cockroach

“Alas!! It's three days down! When will it be over?” Watching the endless rain outside the hole, Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed, wondering what it would look like out there after the heavy rain, but now, no matter what happens to the zombies, they won't die all at once! Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head into the hole.

As soon as he entered the cave, he saw Yang Kel making a fuss. Yang Kel held the horn gun behind him with his hand and built a cold shed on his forehead with his hand. Golden chicken independently made Sun Wukong state. I saw Zhang Xiaoqiang come in and panicked and did the front stab of the gun.

“Are you lazy again when I'm gone?” Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yang Qiao angrily. If he had more skills in his last life, he would have more than a living grasp. Whether there was talent was one thing, whether there was effort or not was another, and whether there was no effort or better talent was also for nothing!

“What, he just took a short break, really only for a little while! Besides, you don't look at it when people are trying. How do you know if people aren't trying?” Yang Kel stomped his foot and smiled at Zhang Xiaoqiang!

“All right, all right! Keep practicing. I'll watch!” Zhang Xiaoqiang only felt goosebumps fall down.

Yang Ke 'er's beast horn gun is about 6 meters long. It's almost as tall as Yang Ke 'er's little girl. I thought Yang Ke 'er's height Zhang Xiaoqiang would be upset. “The place is not long, it's all grown up on a head. I want to see how many people have eyes! ”

After the small horn gun was made, the little girl was cheap. Zhang Xiaoqiang was not a cheap person. Although Yang Keer was a bit funny, some had no heart. But overall, it's not bad, knowing who's good for her is a little mature now. It's just not like Yang Kel wants to hook up with Zhang Xiaoqiang from time to time with his "Three Bodies"!

The sheeting of the little girl is also a torture to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Every time the little girl sheets him, he remembers to peek at Yang Ke 'er's washboard body in the shower. Then * all six of them are purified. He doesn't want to hold the washboard, but he can't "hard" it, and Yang Ke 'er has the chance to chat with the five girls with him. It's just tears coming to mind!

Light a cigarette and look at the two plain leather armour in front of you. Zhang Xiaoqiang was very happy in his heart, and the two animal skins were cut into strips and sewn into camouflage clothes. “Shouldn't a bullet block the paws of a zombie?” Zhang Xiaoqiang thought silently, but his mind flashed over the figure of D2 tearing the luxury bus apart into parts, "except for D2!” When you decide to see D2, you must run far away!

“Somewhat big? I'm not used to it!” Yankee looked at the camouflage suit with the animal's skin sewn on it and said.

The camouflage clothes hung on Yankee appeared empty, and there was a feeling that the little girl was wearing her father's clothes, "It was a little big, hmm! Yes." Zhang Xiaoqiang flipped out an armed belt in the material stack between Yang Kool's waist, and a lovely little girl soldier appeared in front of him.

Yang Ke 'er pushed up his chest and fastened the buckle strap. “A little tight" Yang Ke 'er complained.

“Will do. Who told you not to waist?” Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled his eyes and said.

Yang Qiao was doing his waist stretching exercise, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he had nothing to do, then smoked a cigarette and was bored. Suddenly he thought of something, and he walked out of the hole with a plastic bucket.

The bucket next to the hole filled with rain water, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know if this was the right decision, the last time the rain splashed into his mouth tormented him to death to live, let him never want to taste that taste again in his life, but after going out to escape one death, D2 blocked the windows of the heart frightened war, riding on the back of the mutant beast to obey God's orders. When I think of these Zhang Xiaoqiang, I yearn for strength, I yearn to master the power of my life and death, and I am unwilling to put my hopes in that mysterious luck.

Taking the bucket to the platform, Yang Kel was clumsily changing her camouflage suit with a needle thread under the lamp. She didn't seem very happy with Zhang Xiaoqiang's craftsmanship.

Looking at a barrel of rain Zhang Xiaoqiang wondered, why did he take such a big barrel? Is it his own financial fantasy again? Anything you don't want money for?

Pick up the lady and scoop up a spoon of rain, watch the rain Zhang Xiaoqiang do a fierce thought struggle, drink or not? The problem is very confusing.

“A little less, just a little more!” Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang with a spoonful of rain really couldn't get out of his mouth.

Find a straight cup and watch the rain drip from the spoon to the mouth of the cup. Zhang Xiaoqiang also showed the pain and desire of the day. The scorching heat and cold of the ice flames made him unbearable to fight a cold war! By the time he woke up, the straight-up cup was filled with eight cents.

Looking at the rainwater full of eight cents, Zhang Xiaoqiang's courage to summon the sesame seeds easily dissipated. Feel free to put your straight cup on a simple dining table by the bed.

Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed medium-long and squatted on the stairs with cigarettes and looked down the stairs at the pool.

“Mumble, mumble... Huh!” “Huh”

Behind you comes the sound of Yankee drinking water and the sound of glasses being placed on the table.

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt something was wrong and turned around violently.

The straight cup on the table was empty and Yankee was walking toward her cot ready to continue her red.

“Wait," Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted to Yang Qiao. The voice was in a hurry.

“ ”Yang Keer turned around and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang in confusion.

“Why are you touching my cup without asking?” Zhang Xiaoqiang was angry and complained that the little girl was still alive!

“Uncle, don't be so mean! I don't care. What else do you care?” Yankee said in a big grip.

“Forget it, there's something wrong with you now.” Zhang Xiaoqiang asked again.

Yang Keer couldn't touch his head, rubbed his stomach, touched his cheek, scratched his back head and said to Zhang Xiaoqiang: "There is a tree.”

“There must be, you feel it again.” Zhang Xiaoqiang continued his questioning without mercy.

“No? I just feel like I want to sleep!” Yang Keer rubbed his eyes.

“Just want to sleep?” Unbelievable.

“Well, uncle, have you drugged the water?” Yankee felt her cot slip into the duvet as she spoke.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to talk again, Yang Keer had fallen asleep, watched Yang Keer in her sleep Zhang Xiaoqiang carelessly guarded, trying to solve the moment of her mutation.

“You don't want to be a monster, either. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped shocking Yang Kel and looked at her quietly.

Yang Kool suddenly moved for some time. Zhang Xiaoqiang got nervous and held the horn gun in his right hand, ready to start at any time.

Yankee rolled over and mumbled in her mouth, scratching her ass and sleeping. In a false alarm, Zhang Xiaoqiang let go of his heart slightly to continue to observe.

Yang Kool slept very well this night, Zhang Xiaoqiang was tortured not lightly.

The little girl was not too old but not too sick, grinding her teeth, snoring and drooling. There should be something wrong with her. Every time there is movement, keep Zhang Xiaoqiang on full alert. The funniest thing was that Yankee slept half of her nose with an unknown object. Zhang Xiaoqiang thought that she had started to get sick. As Yankee exhaled, the unknown object turned into a snot bubble, and watched Yankee snot bubble become bigger and smaller as she exhaled. Zhang Xiaoqiang has the nerve to see cartoon characters sleep through cartoon animations.

Eight hours after watching the watch, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't hold on to the black circle, accidentally fell asleep.