Apocalypse Cockroach

“What, so cute why can't you bring it? It's not like I can't!” Yankee kept complaining in the trunk about why Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't take the three little weasels.

Zhang Xiaoqiang drives a tricycle in the one-armed position. The tricycle travels at speeds of less than 20 yards per hour. The position is very unwieldy. Zhang Xiaoqiang is also very uncomfortable. There is no way to know if there are any other mutant beasts in the place, so only drive with injuries.

It's not that I didn't want Yang Kool to learn to drive, but Yang Kool has been full of confidence since she became a powerful sailor. The ghost knows if she will turn into a road race in three rounds. There is no choice but to bring the wounds to the line.

“Uncle, are you listening to me?” Yang Qiao saw Zhang Xiaoqiang and just drove away and asked.

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Zhang Xiaoqiang still ignored Yang Kel driving, left hand driving that was the key technical drip, although it was the simplest agricultural car.

“Zhang Xiaoqiang!!! Look, look! Touch it! What, you don't admit it?” Yang Kel saw Zhang Xiaoqiang ignore her and began to spit.

“Creaking” Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped for three helpless rounds and looked backwards. Yang Keer was looking at him with his binoculars.

“If you don't beat her for three days, you'll have to go to the house to blow the tiles. Looks like you'll have to clean her up! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to teach Yang Kel a lesson, let her know why flowers are so red? With angry flames in his eyes, his left hand slammed into his fist and loosened repeatedly, his chest rose as high as a blow, as if it was about to blow up the next moment.

Looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang about to explode, Yang Qiao showed no weakness but looked at him with a telescope.

Long ago, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was now half disabled, was unable to teach Yang Kel another lesson, and there was nothing he could do about his grief.

“You said I saw it, okay! Even if I did! But when did I touch you?” Zhang Xiaoqiang began to reason if force did not work.

“Why not? You didn't flash your back that day. You asked me to give you a massage. I touched it for so long, why didn't you count?” Yankee started playing scoundrel.

“KAO, aren't you saying I'm going to wash my feet and marry the lady home?” Zhang Xiaoqiang is really angry, why is it so small to be unreasonable? And after that?

Yang Qiao did not speak. One hand held the telescope and one finger shook Zhang Xiaoqiang's finger up and down.

“Why do you want to do it with me? Come on, I'll let you teach Zhang family law today!” Zhang Xiaoqiang went out, ready to fight to get hurt again, but also to teach this little girl who doesn't know the heavens and earth.

“No, no, not there. There's someone there!” Yang Qiao pointed at Zhang Xiaoqiang's back with a small stutter.

Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the telescope and looked at Yankee pointing in the direction.

The main road in front is connected by a fork. About 200 meters along the fork is a small factory. The factory is surrounded by an outer wall and the general situation is not clear. A person dancing a red banner above the wall on the roof of the factory or warehouse wants to attract this side's attention.

“What do you think?” Zhang Xiaoqiang began to ask Yang Qiao for advice, and now he is a wounded number. The only person who can save people is the little girl.

“Let's have a look first! Don't worry, I won't get hooked by a white face!” Yankee seems to know Zhang Xiaoqiang's cautious eyes.

The tricycle was parked more than 200 meters away from the factory gate, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Kel, one with a telescope and one with a sniper crossbow, watched.

The small factory, which consists of three factories, two warehouses and a three-storey office building, also appears to have assumed the role of a bedroom, with all kinds of clothing hanging from windows and storms.

A man dressed in a suit that could not be seen clearly, stood in the warehouse and danced hard with banners. Seems like a warm welcome to both of them.

“Uncle? Shall I rush in?” Yankee leaped to try.

“Wait!” Zhang Xiaoqiang held the telescope and took care of words such as gold.

“Wait?” Yang Keer was confused.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted his right hand, wrapped in a bowl, into a deep suit. Yankee seems to understand and doesn't seem to understand.

Watching Yankee doesn't react much, Zhang Xiaoqiang warned her: “You forgot the last time I used your 'thing’ to lure a zombie to jump in the river? ”

“Oops! What are you talking about? Shame on you!” Yankee lowered her head shyly, then she raised her head again, her eyes shining. "I thought only women would come," he asked, surprised. "Didn't expect you men to come back? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang almost rolled under the car when he heard Yang Qiao's question. He felt deeply that there was no common language with the little girl.

But the brain flashed a joke: “A man never had a beard. He was very upset. He went to the hospital for surgery. He wanted to transplant it. The doctor didn't have an off-the-shelf beard. He transplanted some hair from under his wife to the man's face. Then the doctor came to visit him. How does it feel now? The man said, 'Other than that, he bleeds his nose a few days a month. ’ ”

“My right hand is wounded, it smells bloody, and the zombie will be drawn to it!” Zhang Xiaoqiang explained patiently and sighed in his heart: “Don't be afraid of wolf-like opponents, just pig-like teammates! ”

Yang Kel really understood this time, and said in a depressed face: “Why is it that only women come to ‘that’ so annoying? ”

The zombies came out of the factory one after the other, one S-type zombie ran to the front, two D-type zombies followed, and finally forty or fifty ordinary zombies.

The S-type zombie seems to be eating well and is about to move to S2, about a meter and four tall, arms to the calf, looks like a long-arm monkey.

This S-type zombie is faster than any S-type zombie ever encountered by Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the other zombies have been pulled apart in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed Yang Keer, who was about to jump out of the car, repeatedly told him: “Never let a zombie get hurt. ”

Yankee is now confident, nodded casually and jumped out of the car to greet her.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not have much confidence in Yang Qiao. The S-type zombie was too fast. Zhang Xiaoqiang himself was not sure about the match. Thinking of this, Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his teeth and pulled the gauze on his hand, punching him in the car wall.

The wound just shut up collapsed again, and the bright red blood seeped out quickly.

The S-type zombie smelled fresh blood before trying to make contact with Yankee, so he stopped ignoring Yankee coming directly to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

The S-type zombie floats in the air like a light-hearted scarecrow hitting a spiral to a distance. When the S-type zombie and Yankee slipped past each other, they were hit by a horn gun in the waist, and a 180 degree spin in the upper body flew out.

Yang Keer did not satisfy his current achievements and took the initiative to run to the D-type zombie. "Too anxious, we should wait for the zombie to come forward.” Zhang Xiaoqiang commented later.

Yankee ran to the D-type zombie with her hands flashing in a circle between the necks of the two D-type zombies. The barrel with the wind of the gun was retracted and two heads fell to the ground, and two large bodies slowly slid to the ground.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang relax here, all the most threatened zombies have been solved. All that remains is cannon ash, no speed, no strength. Just be careful not to be surrounded.