Apocalypse Cockroach

On this desolate night, the campfire roasted its chest. All warm and dry, with this warmth Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned on Yankee to wonder if he would sleep a little longer.

Yankee held Zhang Xiaoqiang against the wall and had already fallen asleep. Zhang Xiaoqiang could hear Yankee breathing smoothly and long. A little warm air flow sprayed between his neck, a very comfortable and comfortable feeling.

The sky has begun to be vague and the night is about to pass. Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt that something was wrong, ‘something was very wrong'.

The meridians throughout the body are like acupuncture by countless needles, and no place above or below the body is not sore with acid and numbness. And then it's like millions of ants climbing onto you, into your skin, into your flesh, into your bones, all the way to your bone marrow.

Itch ~ everywhere itch! No place from the top of the head to the floor of the foot, from the skin to the bone marrow, does not itch.

This is also how ants feel, and as annoying as the itch seems, there is also a strand of electricity swimming between the bone gaps. Pick up a little numbness, like holding a circle of electrically discharged copper coils in your arms.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to shout out and exhale this strange feeling of torture. You can't scream, you don't have a place to control yourself, even blinking your eyelids feels difficult.

Yang Qiao was woken by Zhang Xiaoqiang in his arms. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help trembling like a pendulum.

“What's the matter?” Yankee is a little sleepy.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was speechless, but he knew that this was his weird ability to heal quickly. He was slightly injured before, so he didn't feel strong. Sleep will be restored to normal, but the meal will become heavy.

“What's wrong with you? WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ~ ~ ~” Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't speak, Yang Keer was anxious and crying out loud.

Zhang Xiaoqiang shivered with his eyes closed and looked painful. Yankee held him tightly in her arms and felt his temperature on his forehead with her own little face.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't realize anything about the outside world. He just silently endured this feeling of itching and swelling. As time slowly passed, he began to feel a little better, at least he could breathe slowly.

“Go” Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes and spit out a word.

“What?” Yang Qiao saw Zhang Xiaoqiang reacting and hurriedly pulled his ears together.

“Cook... at least... for ten people...” Zhang Xiaoqiang said intermittently.

“ ”Yang Kel really doesn't understand that Zhang Xiaoqiang has already done this and wants her to cook.

“Go, leave me alone," Zhang Xiaoqiang urged. His body had slowly recovered and he was no longer struggling to speak.

“Oh” Yang Kel saw Zhang Xiaoqiang start to calm down, and the speech was organized. So he lay on the ground and started to live clumsily.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lay still, the sky had begun to shine brightly, and the sky had fallen like a cloudless shampoo, like a pure and huge sapphire hanging over his head.

Acid swelling and itching slowly retreated and flaming hunger came from the belly! Zhang Xiaoqiang felt his strength recovered and suddenly climbed from the ground.

The bonfire was burned with several pieces of firewood added by Yankee, and a pot of rice was cooked on a simple stove made of triangular iron. Yankee face full of ash is stirring with a spoon.

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't wait to climb into the car and find some deli to eat first.

“Comfortable!!” Touching his stomach, he sighed. Seven previously made chickens called flowers and a large pot of half-life rice were eaten. Zhang Xiaoqiang restored the dragon and the tiger of the past.

“You didn't sleep much last night. Go to bed. I'm going to do something!” Zhang Xiaoqiang took the rare initiative to care for Yang Kel.

“Oh” Yang Ke 'er also felt sleepy and climbed into the car and slept with a quilt.

“Time to reckon with the general ledger!” Zhang Xiaoqiang muttered and walked towards Xie Yuanshan.

Xie Yuanshan was lying on the ground like a dead dog. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood still and watched. The clothes on his limbs had been red with blood. He had a stench on his body that made him vomit! Xie Yuanshan was already a little confused, and there was intermittent painful groaning in her mouth.

Tear open the gauze on your hand and the wound is completely closed, leaving a black brown scar on top.

Zhang Xiaoqiang dragged Xie Yuanshan's collar to the food factory gate with his right hand.

“Ah ~ ~ ~” Xie Yuanshan was vibrated and his mind began to freshen up. The screams also had some power.

Opening the door, several broken legs lying beside the door should have been drawn by the smell of blood at night, Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the zombie.

Dragging Xie Yuanshan around the zombie body to the empty space beside the wall, he threw Xie Yuanshan onto the empty space and Zhang Xiaoqiang stood by and waited.

Xie Yuanshan doesn't care what Zhang Xiaoqiang did to him anymore. He may want to die at most. Watch yourself hum and try to alleviate some pain.

The sun came out slowly climbing high, the golden sun slowly scattered down, and the spots moved this way at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang's whole body was in the sun, the broken legs of the corpses arrived. Xie Yuanshan also saw the corpses, and his emotions were agitated. Look at Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth one by one and want to talk.

“Give me... give me... be happy... kill me..." the words worked hard and he gasped when he was done.

Zhang Xiaoqiang just stood by and looked. He said nothing and did nothing.

The zombie was not a few meters away from him, and he was scared, and Zhang panicked. The body creeps backwards like a giant maggot, and the yellow bean-sized sweat beads continue to drip out of his forehead and then fall like rain.

Finally, he was caught up, and a zombie climbed up to his leg, and two claws suddenly grabbed his left calf and bit him across his pants leg.

“Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~" The last eruption before his death made all his potential burst out, the scream was full of air and long pulse.

A zombie grabbed his head and bit him in the ear, lightly. The ears were ripped off with the teeth of a zombie.

Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted on the ground and vomited. The food eaten in the morning was already digested clean by the stomach like a black hole. Now all I can do is throw up bitter water.

Xie Yuanshan was not dead yet. The screaming came for a while. Hearing his screaming, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed to think of the scene where the zombie ate him again. He squatted on the ground and started throwing up again.

Xie Yuanshan finally lost her voice. Zhang Xiaoqiang took a break before relaxing. Xie Yuanshan was fed to a zombie this time. She didn't know whether to torture him or herself. Anyway, she couldn't watch the scene herself. Some admired Yang Kel. She didn't throw up when she saw her boyfriend eaten.

“Did you see the frontiers when you saw the horror movies? Little scene?” Zhang Xiaoqiang Baixi couldn't help it.

Resolve the broken legs of the corpses. Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the tricycle. Yang Kele slept in a duvet with a good smell. With a smile on his face, he wanted to have a good dream!