Apocalypse Cockroach

“How are you? Does it hurt? Does it matter?” Yang Kel lifted Zhang Xiaoqiang from the ground and let him sit on his chest.

“Hiss ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" Zhang Xiaoqiang sucked in a breath of cold air as Yang Kel moved. There was no place on or off his body that didn't hurt. Yang Kel hastily slowed down his movements in an attempt to relieve Zhang Xiaoqiang's pain.

“Do you know how the bad guys in the movie died?” Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned against Yankee and looked at the bonfire in front of him.

“ ”

Yang Qiao did not speak, but from time to time tears dropped on Zhang Xiaoqiang's cheek, tears flowed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face with warmth.

“Because bad guys always talk too much!” Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke to himself.

“Know why the actress in the movie has cup utensils? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Yankee behind his face with difficulty.

“Because the brainless protagonists are always willing to believe what the bad guys say! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's back head rested on the quail egg in front of Yankee's chest and said with a wooden expression.

“You think satisfying that pervert will really spare us? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said that there is a feeling of hatred for iron and steel.

“I still see you in a hurry! I care about you too."

The less Yankee sounds, the more acidic it is.

“ ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless and always felt she had no common language with her.

Xie Yuanshan, what else can't this pervert do? If he dares to invade the slaughter even by his savior benefactor, will he give up because he is one and a half disabled and a minor?

Thinking about this, Zhang Xiaoqiang dared not think about it again. A layer of cold sweat of white hair appeared from the spine. “Too careless” Zhang Xiaoqiang was intimidated.

Watching the flames burning in his chest, he began to examine himself. Since when did he become so careless? Was it the comfort of living in a cave for almost half a month that erased your vigilance? Is Yankee turning into a powerful sailor? Are you wearing a simple leather coat with animal skin on it?

Under that big tree by the mutant weasel should have been aware, without prior investigation, without ex-post vigilance, even the weapon was not in hand, if not for Yang Ke 'er's quick eye, he would have been bitten through his throat.

Ridiculously, after experiencing a life-and-death struggle on the line of his life, he thought he was attacking the territory of a mutant weasel only by accident. Why didn't you take a closer look with the binoculars? You really think you're invincible when you change your vest?

Even more ridiculous is that he still failed to be vigilant after the injury, knowing that it was dangerous in the last life, Xie Yuanshan could not rely on it, and he was reassured to let Yang Keer guard the night. Yang Keer's nature is great. Zhang Xiaoqiang actually slept to death.

Think about the time you came out of the house that you weren't careful, which step wasn't like slimming ice? Slightly windy overnight in the wild, climb up and check. How did you get so paralyzed now?

The more I reviewed Zhang Xiaoqiang, the more I felt heartbeat. The pre-apocalyptic etiquette and rules were broken with the arrival of the end of the world. The various ambitions previously suppressed by people and the madness erupted with the arrival of the virus.

Reminds me of a book I've read before that seems to be Freud's Personality Theory, which talks about personality being made up of me, myself, and Super Me.

When this need arises in me, the individual demands are met immediately, so from the principle of dominance over humanity, it is the principle of euphoria that dominates me.

Since I was born, in the real world, I have been created by the differentiated development of this me. If the needs that come from this me cannot be met immediately in reality, he must overcome the limitations of reality and learn how to meet the needs in reality. From the point of view of the principle of dominance over humanity, dominance over oneself is a principle of reality.

And super I don't have to say, that's not normal, that's saint. This is the kind of person who usually has to pay party fees before he dies in a movie.

People before the end of their lives abide by rules, laws, and order. Afterlife people trample on rules, laws, and order for their survival and desire. Those who lived before the end of the world lived in themselves, and those who lived after the end lived in me.

“It can't be the same anymore! You're not the Savior, and you don't always want to be a good man!” Zhang Xiaoqiang ended his self-examination and wondered whether to be a bad person?

“Hey ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~"

Xie Yuanshan was lying in the distance like a dead dog, constantly moaning dying, and Yang Kor stepped on all four limbs in pieces, into all kinds of weird or even unexpected positions connected to him. For example, he is now lying on his back toward the heavens and the earth, and his toes should be pointed up? But now he's heeling up.

The pants underneath were wet and smelled like shit. Looks like Yankee already pissed incontinently.

Yang Kel also smelled the stench coming from his side. He frowned and gently flattened Zhang Xiaoqiang. He walked to Xie Yuanshan with his collar and shook away. He saw Xie Yuanshan flying around into the darkness where the fire was not visible.

The sound of a "thump” heavy object landing.

“Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

Yang Kel went back here and held Zhang Xiaoqiang in his arms again. The movement should be so gentle and gentle, completely unlike her big day of the week.

Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned against Yang Keru and enjoyed this tender piece of painful moaning with intermittent moments in his ears.

Zhang Xiaoqiang made a decision, not to be a good person or a bad person. Good people are too cup utensils, bad people can be better than good people.

“How did he get the sniper crossbow?” Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly broke the warmth of the moment.

“Probably, probably, he took it while I was little!” The lower Yankee said her head, the lower her chin reached her chest.

“Why didn't you wake me up in the bathroom?” Zhang Xiaoqiang looked lightly at the campfire and said.

“Look how well you slept. Do you want to get some sleep?” Yankee found a reason to lift her head back up.

“Alas ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed a sigh of anger. Anyway, Yang Kele was a kind man, although he was kind enough to do bad things.

“Know what to do later?” Zhang Xiaoqiang always felt that he was now lecturing his unobedient little daughter.

“Yeah, I know! Even if I did, I'd report it to you! ”

Yang Ke 'er's expression was very good, like a kindergarten friend who assured her aunt that she would not be naughty in the future.

“Oh, right! What about that thank you or something? You want me to kill him? ”

Yang Keer remembered that Xie Yuanshan was still lying in the distance and asked Zhang Xiaoqiang for his opinions on the handling.

“Never mind. Kill him and get your hands dirty. Wait till you feed him to the zombie tomorrow! ”

The man never knew what it meant to retaliate with virtue.

“Aren't you scared to kill him? Do you feel like killing someone and throwing up?” Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yang Qiao curiously. Now the little girl is so bold?

“No! I felt so much better that day after I killed the first monster, it was much more fun than playing games at home! ”

Yankee seems very uncomfortable with this kind of problem, a pair that you look a little white.

“If you play a lot of games, don't you feel nauseous after killing people? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang grew up under the red flag, he couldn't understand children today.

“No way! My dad and I used to have a relationship, and now I have a relationship with a little girl? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang finally felt like he was no longer young.