Apocalypse Cockroach

“Why? Why? Why is this happening?” Zhang Xiaoqiang cried without tears and looked at Yang Kel, who was scattered around the platform. He was depressed that he was tangled.

Yesterday's back injury is now very good, but the power is agile but not too much. Try and barely increase by two to three percent, in other words, the power can be compared to D-type zombies, and the agility can be compared to S-type zombies.

But what's the use of it? Killing D-type and S-type is no different than killing Xiao Qiang in the past. Is it not a dish when you meet D2? Even if you meet a mutant beast, will you be a crazy cowboy again?

Zhang Xiaoqiang is still mourning himself. Why did Yang Ke 'er's little girl become a powerful sailor and become a little strong enough to fight herself? Why is it that a little girl who just slept with Mimi and went on the big number a few times gets all her strength in the sky? If she dies in torment, whether she wants to live or not, she becomes a little strong? And if you get hurt, you'll starve to death!

“Is my name ominous!” Zhang Xiaoqiang is very confused, “it's all because of that or something." "Tang Bo Tiger Dot Autumn Incense" "A few invisible clouds circled around him, the resentment is deep!

“Alas!!! Yah!" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed deeply, there was no way to do this. Even worse, the name was still obtained by his parents. He also accompanied himself for more than 30 years. Although his classmates teased him at school, when he was dating, the woman struck him, making him unable to lift his head for more than 10 years. But to this day, the old classmates, the girls are now zombies too!

“Uncle, stop sighing! Don't worry, I'll protect you!” Yankee walked over and said arrogantly, the little girl raised herself high, her eyes seemed to be aiming at the top of the hole, and her little breasts rose up, and the quail egg was tightened by the camouflage suit.

“ ”Zhang Xiaoqiang looked more depressed at Yankee, who looked proud like a little peacock.

“Don't worry Uncle, I will beat him if you want to bully me in the future, I will bully him with you.” Yankee patted the quail egg on his chest and assured Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“Interesting! Finally, I haven't taken care of it yet, I have a conscience!” Zhang Xiaoqiang felt more comfortable in her heart, thinking about it was wrong: “I'm not a soft meal eater anymore? ”

Men's self-esteem dissolved the idea of relying on little girls in the future.

“Give you a smile and you'll think of it as love and a little sunshine and you'll think of it as brilliant? See what you look like now? Have you done your exercises today? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang revealed the mouth of an elder to teach a lesson to a little girl who did not know the immensity of heaven and earth.

“What, now that I'm getting stronger, what kind of exercise can I put down a little bit! ”

Yankee said in awe.

“Has the ant ever dried a cat? What's your attitude now? The tail's up? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang reprimanded Yang Kel. His face was full of expressions of hatred for iron and steel.

Yankee slowly went to work out her mouth and said, "Ants can't beat cats any more! There's no culture. It's not a metaphor! ”

“What are you mumbling about? Don't think I can't hear you! Why don't you go?” Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly yelled behind Yang Keer!

“Nothing! I'm bored. I'm not like an uncle anymore, like an aunt.” Yankee waved the horn gun that used threaded steel as a barrel for assassination.

“Sample, play with me?” Zhang Xiaoqiang is somewhat complacent. It seems that the phrase that the hard-worker heals people is still good! Then he started to melancholy again, and the man couldn't hide under the woman's dress, and the man had to get up.

Zhang Xiaoqiang cheered himself up and began to recall the details of the day before yesterday. “The cup of rain that the little girl drank was full of eight drops! The drink I drank was full of five cents, didn't it meet the standards?” Zhang Xiaoqiang thought he had found a reason to rush to the bucket.

“Why isn't it responding? I don't want to sleep, I don't want to be big, I don't feel anything?” Zhang Xiaoqiang sat on the bed with a roll of toilet paper and waited for a reaction, but the reality was brutal. The reaction was all rice!

“Does it work only for women?” Zhang Xiaoqiang was very painful, which was to see that he was no better than a woman.

“Is it only valid for the first time?” Zhang Xiaoqiang is very bored, a kind of boredom that is overwhelmed by women.

The idea of masculinity was Zhang Xiaoqiang's only belief, and struggled for it for a lifetime. It used to be a lack of opportunity, and now it is easy to taste the pleasure and feeling of being a big man on Yang Ke 'er. But now reality strikes me again.

“Men are not easy, especially when it comes to being a big, steely husband!” Zhang Xiaoqiang's emotions continued.

“And, ha, and, ha!” Yankee earnestly practiced assassination on the platform, sweat constantly seeping from her forehead, gliding along her cheek to her chin crystal bright, then dripping as she moved.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Yangkel practicing, did not expect that strange rain water, can be sure that the rain water only works on the human body for the first time, like Yangkel to get huge power and add beauty. Zhang Xiaoqiang only gets beauty effect, although the power and speed also improve, compared to Yangkel can be neglected.

“You can't eat with your face in the end!” Zhang Xiaoqiang was very uncomfortable with himself becoming young, even if he was plastic surgery, he could not meet the standards of a little white face. Besides, there are no rich women in the last world!

Rainwater is a good thing. The first rainwater was completely different from this one. The first rainwater made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel like an eight-way army soldier tortured by the Japanese army. That little rainwater almost made him explain.

The second rainwater feels more like a weight loss tea. Everything is fine except the daisy blossoms. A large cup is fine to drink and seems to be a good drug for humans.

“Baby!” Zhang Xiaoqiang thought about it and looked at half a barrel of rainwater that was a bit of a burglar. Anyway, put it away first.

Seeing as the rain in most plastic pots is not enough, you can save it for your son if you don't need it!

When I think of my son Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed again: "Don't you fucking know where it is yet?” Little girl? Just her white board? It will not be considered for the time being.

There are always not many good things. Zhang Xiaoqiang is holding a big barrel and preparing to pick up again. He sees Yang Kel sweating, and the god of the man comes to himself again. The man's statement is: "Can sit without standing, can lie without sitting, can not help, can not help.”

“Anyway, she's strong, no need for nothing!” Zhang Xiaoqiang was not aware that child labour was being used. Say hello to Yankee and walk towards the hole with a large plastic pot.

When the plastic drum fell on the floor a few times, it rolled away.

“Oh, the sun is out! Haven't seen the sun in a while!” Yankee stood in the sun cheering.

Nearly four months after the arrival of the late afterlife, the sky was gloomy and the obscure clouds could not spare a little more light, making the world even more sad. Now the rain stops, and the sun comes out, and the golden light shines a golden glow on the earth.

The warm sun shined on Zhang Xiaoqiang, but his heart got a little chilly: “Is it really bad luck for a man to touch that thing? Why doesn't everything go well? ”

Watching Yangkel cheer in the sun, Zhang Xiaoqiang's brain flashed through children's reading somewhere: “The Sun Lord is out, the little girl smiles in the sun! ”