Apocalypse Cockroach

The air is filled with a suffocating heat wave, the sun is like fire, the April sky hangs the July and August sun, the unusual climate has caused the season's vegetation to be fatally hit, the new buds on the branches on both sides of the road are dying drooling head, the previous days in the wilderness with the new grass on their backs have also been re-turned into dead yellow, falling on the ground, silent protest to the heavenly sun.

Zhang Xiaoqiang drives a three-wheeled agricultural car on the tarmac road, wearing a camouflage suit. Collar to cuff, core to back. All wet by sweat, the hot wind blowing across the face is not cool on the face, some are just suffocating and depressing. The clothes on the body were wet, dry and wet and filled with large tracts of salt flowers.

Yankee sat in the trunk shouting hot, her camouflage clothes undressed, and her upper body was shiny and slippery, wearing a bra. He fanned the wind with a cardboard that he didn't know where he was coming from, and two barefoot girls stepped on a rice bag. Food, water, cookware, utensils, clothes, bedding.

Today is the third day after the rain stops, the day after Zhang Xiaoqiang and his two departed from the cave. Before leaving, Yang Kool was pulled by Zhang Xiaoqiang and blocked the access road to the material platform with crushed stones. As long as the locals were not familiar with the situation, they would never discover the material after the crushed stone pile. The remaining half pot of rain was carefully hidden in the deepest part of the cave by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Yang Keol was reluctant to continue exploring the end of life when he was about to leave, and although the cave was small and the light was poor, the victory was safe and peaceful. Everything in the cave was moved back by two people, just like a small nest where two people put their hands together empty-handed.

“I'll be back!” Zhang Xiaoqiang assured Yang Keer that Zhang Xiaoqiang thought again when he arrived at the car: “No computer, no Internet, no Big Bo sister, the ghost is only willing to come back. ”

“It's so hot! It's so hot! It's hot!!! It's so hot! It's so hot! It's hot!!!” Yankee was in the trunk crying like a wolf, and it seemed like it would scream all the heat out of her.

The massive loss of moisture made Zhang Xiaoqiang a little dizzy, full of salt blossoms and semi-dry clothes all over his body was uncomfortable, combined with Yang Kel making a noise in the rear of the heavenly palace with Zhang Xiaoqiang's ears‘ buzzing ’.

“Crunch."

Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped the tricycle and shouted at Yang Kel: “Quiet, I'm tired. ”

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Yankee shut up and the shaking cardboard in her hand more violently exhaled the discontent in her heart.

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the empty plastic bottle in the cab and handed it to Yang Kel: “Fill me with some water and put some salt inside. ”

His voice was dry, like a flame burning, and his voice was hoarse.

“Uncle! It's so hot now. Find a place to rest. Aren't you hot too? All right? ”

Yankee cared nothing but to wear a bra, shaking her waist to Zhang Xiaoqiang delicate, white and glossy skin vaporized red, looks like a big apple.

Zhang Xiaoqiang turned a blind eye to the beautiful view in front of him. When Yang Keer handed over the water bottle, he drank it. He stopped until the bottom of the bottle could no longer pour a drop of water into the sky.

“Uncle, please! I'm going to have a heat stroke. Look, I've got red spots on my skin! ”

Zhang Keer persuaded Zhang Xiaoqiang to persuade him without hesitation.

“I don't even scream when I'm driving, but you're sitting here whining! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang despised Yang Kel. Now the little girl just can't suffer. She used to ride a bike on a hot day when she was looking for work. One ride is one day. If she can't afford water, she can hold the tap water on the side of the road and drink it!

“Humph! How can I be your future wife? That's how you love your wife? Otherwise, I would stand naked on the roof of the car and blow my hair, without even bottoms or pants, and see who loses! ”

Yang Kel began to throw, shaking his little fist at Zhang Xiaoqiang and threatening him. Although the fiancée's name was added by herself.

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Yang Kel's threat worked, Zhang Xiaoqiang also thought: “This kind of thing is still being done, if others really see it, it would be a huge loss. ”

“Though Yang Kel is not in a good shape right now, it is still very nice to clean up the small sample. He is still young, but there is an infinite possibility of dripping in the future. He swallowed his breath carefully and carelessly raised it for such a long time. If he really gets hooked up by his little white face, he can't even cry. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly forgot how he bullied Yang Keol on a weekday basis.

“All right, all right! Afraid of you! Then find a place to rest!” Zhang Xiaoqiang also felt the temperature was wrong and wanted to find a place to relax.

“Oh, victory! All empire ideas are paper tigers! ”

Yang Qiao shouted out the slogan in the cave, then saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's face incorrectly and vomited his tongue honestly.

There is an evergreen tree not far from the side of the road, the trunk is very thick and the three of us can't hold each other together. The giant crown holds up a shade, and it feels cool to look at.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly drove the car under the tree. Before she stopped, the little girl jumped out of the car with a horn gun. The shade of the tree dispersed a lot of heat from her body. Zhang Xiaoqiang exhaled a sip of hot air to prepare to get out of the car.

A long figure suddenly jumped from the tree crown to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang just stood up, one foot in the cab, one foot suspended in the air. Without any reaction to the fluttering figure, he saw a pair of red eyes, a white fang biting at his throat, a blank head, his whole body couldn't even close his eyes.

“Pa” Yang Ke 'er's eye-catching hand was quick, his right hand waved the horn gun and hit the figure with the shadow.

“Bang” is like a hammer hitting a watermelon, and the head of that thing explodes with the enormous force of a horn gun, spilling eyes, brains, blood, and broken bones into the air.

That thing hasn't landed yet. Zhang Xiaoqiang's breath hasn't spit out yet. Another figure jumped from the crown to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The Yankee gun was exhausted and could only be swept across the body of the gun towards that thing. Unfortunately, the gun was old and powerless.

As soon as the object was in the air, it shifted its shape away from the horn gun, and then the rear foot slightly corrected the angle on the horn to continue pounding towards Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had already reacted and jumped backwards as his right foot slammed on the seat in front of him.

“Bang” “bang” Zhang Xiaoqiang and that thing fell on the ground before and after. The tremendous vibration almost allowed Zhang Xiaoqiang to hold his breath, even making it difficult to breathe.

The thing jumped like a spring on the floor and continued to bite Zhang Xiaoqiang's throat.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground before he could sit up. Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted his left arm to block the pipe. All he could think about was: "Never let it bite the throat. ”

As soon as his left hand sank, he bit the cuff of his left hand, Zhang Xiaoqiang's left arm pushed his hand down and hit the floor with that thing hard, then pressed his whole body against his left arm.

Scarlet eyes, miserable white fangs, round heads. Zhang Xiaoqiang made an intimate contact with it face-to-face, a strong animal's unique smell burst into the nose, smoking Zhang Xiaoqiang tears.

He pressed the thing all over his body. He held his right hand into a fist and hit it in the head. Once again, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know how many fists had been smashed. His fists were bloody and fleshy, hidden from seeing white bones. The head of the thing was also fleshly blurred to see the original appearance.

Feeling that there was no movement underneath him, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a long breath and lay on the ground staring at the tree crown and gasping.