Apocalypse Cockroach

On the road to J City, Yang Kel sat behind him and listened to the song. The loud music sounded in Zhang Xiaoqiang's ear. He listened to the song but was not very happy.

In addition to the two notebooks, some dry seafood was harvested in the morning, the most depressing part of the notebook is that aside from some incomprehensible surveying and mapping data are songs, the game is not dripping, even men must have * art films.

Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to yell at him. Is he even a man if he doesn't * come down?

“Creak” stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the map in his hand depressed, the provincial map showed that J City was just a small circle, the old national highway to WH City had to cross J City.

Look at the sesame circle on the map. Zhang Xiaoqiang is sad. He doesn't know the way to J City. Who knows if he can just drive in and out again?

Besides, J Town is small, but there are hundreds of thousands of people! If there's one or two D3s or S3s, isn't that for the corpse?

Zhang Xiaoqiang hesitated on the outskirts of the city to consult with Yang Kele, but Yang Kele said, 'That's your business’ to get his words back.

He was silent. 'In or out?’ Zhang Xiaoqiang was very tangled.

Short-pointed gunfire from the "Pā Pā” assault rifle awakened Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the gunshot was nearby.

“Stand guard” Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted at Yangkel, pulling the pistol from the waist and loading it. Yankee also sniped a good crossbow arrow onto the crossbow, aiming at the gunshot.

The music of the notebook has been turned off, the two people watched carefully the surrounding wind blow grass, the atmosphere was tense and dull, Zhang Xiaoqiang could even hear Yang Core breathing heavily.

“Pá pá pá” is another three sounds, just closer.

“Ah” a man's scream came from the front left, "Pfft..." The short shot of the assault rifle turned into a long shot, and the situation seemed critical.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not move, the best option unknown is to wait, he is not a special forces, nor an agent, he is just a small people, as long as he can save his own life, he has been very comforted, he chooses to be cautious about the unknown danger.

The left front was blocked by weeds deep in her waist. She couldn't see the situation. Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was cautious, but Yang Qiao didn't care much. She was carrying a sniper crossbow, chewing gum, and her face looked down.

Weeds swayed and Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his mind.

“Wow," four or five people rushed out of the weed. They didn't even look at Zhang Xiaoqiang and buried their heads running forward.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked strangely, four strong men, two with sharpened steel bars in their hands, one with the Dragon Springs sword practiced by the old lady in the morning, and the other with a big bow that looked like England's long bow, just didn't see the arrow.

Four men ran off with a bunch of bees, much like a movie wreck.

“Did you run into D2?” Zhang Xiaoqiang was shocked and rushed to start the tricycle to run away. The last time he encountered D2, it was luck, not ability, to expect the little girl to be too insecure.

And is it S2? He didn't think they wouldn't get away with S2.

At this point, a man with an "eighty-one” rifle jumped out and fired at the back with his gun. Unfortunately, he did not have a lot of bullets, and the rifle was completely muted after three or five shots.

The man emptied his waist and emptied it. He screamed and threw away his rifle and chased several previous men.

Less than a few steps before the man ran out, three S-type zombies jumped out of the grass and howled after the man.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Kel looked at each other silly, and those people and the zombies ignored them.

“Uncle? Are they making a cop movie? How come those monsters don't care about us?” Yankee looked at the chase in front of her and asked.

Before Zhang Xiaoqiang could speak, he saw two more S-type zombies popping up in the grass. The two zombies sold a little miserably. One thigh was full of gunshot eyes and walked like a zombie jumping.

The other one is like a mobile cellular coal, the chest is full of eyes all the way down to the belly, I don't know where to hurt it, can't run anyway.

The two mutilated zombies smelled the smell of the two of them this time. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the two S-type zombies without letting Yang Qiao do it.

One dances zombie dancing and one slowly moves to the side of the car on space steps.

“Afraid” of two gunshots, two S-type zombies landed one after the other.

Zhang Xiaoqiang blew the smoke from the mouth of the gun. He was delighted in his heart.

“Within a metre, I'm still a hundred drops! ”

So far, the pistol has finally killed the zombie. Zhang Xiaoqiang stroked the pistol and sighed!

Looking at the abandoned Eighty One on the ground, thinking about picking it up now? Or wait for those dead to come back? Even without a bullet, having a rifle is my dream when I was younger.

As for the men who play life and death speeds, it's not his idea, is it? I don't care if they live or die.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not obstruct Yang Keru from watching the show even though others died and lived. After the Xie Yuanshan incident, Yang Keru is now also indifferent. Of course, he is indifferent to outsiders. He is still kind to his own people!

“Look, look, look! Uncle, look, the guy with the gun is at the front! ”

“Ha ha! We're gonna get caught! What a fool to throw away the guy in your hand soon! Isn't that right, uncle? ”

“Really caught up! Bite one! Why is there only one person who stops to eat people? Two more. How do we keep going? Are they full? ”

Yankee held the sniper crossbow's sight and the tongue kept poisoning her mouth, without any sympathy.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored them. He just looked at the eighties lying on the ground. The more he looked, the more he liked them. He's a homeboy, but he's also a traditional Chinese man,

“Don't ask yourself to steal."

Though he picked up a lot of things along the way, they were nothing!

“So I can pick it up when you're dead!” Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to be a hypocritical gentleman.

“Uncle! They're coming this way! They must have heard the shooting.”

Yang Kel reminded Zhang Xiaoqiang to jump and try with a horn gun in one hand!

“Wait till they lean over! Don't use a horn gun! Money will not be revealed! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't want to save people, doesn't mean he won't kill zombies. Besides, it would be nice to ask a local for directions.

The remaining four men ran desperately toward the tricycle. Zhang Xiaoqiang stood quietly under the vehicle and watched them run. There was no encouragement or speed up their movement.

“Whoops, whoops! ”

You can hear them gasping all the way, a flush of red face, to explode the final power face distortion, looking very much like the children in front of the palace of the Toyoto Yan!

The guy with the Dragon Springs sword has reached its limit, he breathes in desperately, his eyes are curly, his mouth is a little foamy. Listen, the footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer, and he couldn't help but look back.

He saw a small S-type zombie chasing after him, waving his paws behind him, looking at the black and smelly paw and grabbing it in his face.

“Ah!!! ”

He made a shocking scream, causing his milk-eating strength to move his arms a little faster.

Looks like he forgot the Dragon Spring Sword in his hand. The Dragon Spring Sword swayed with his right hand swinging up and down, swinging brightly under the reflection of the sun!

“Brush” a little wind, rubbing his ears behind his head, then a "flutter”, what went down?

He still ignored just running forward, running all the way past Zhang Xiaoqiang standing aside to slowly change his breath, at least there was a cushion. He was thinking about getting ready to run, and there were two monsters behind him!

The S-type zombie had been eating in the distance and had been shot through his head by Yankee crossbows, leaving only one to jump at him.

He pulled out an army knife in his waist and saw it flying up the S-type zombie's head.

“Push" rolled over the military knife steadily nailed to the zombie's head, and the zombie ran a few steps forward to the ground!

The men tried to get in front of the car, but Yankee caught them with a sniper crossbow and dared not move, then looked back.

Stagnant! Four grown men stagnated with their faces. One of the zombie brains nailed a crossbow arrow on his back and one fell on the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang was pulling a military knife out of his head.

Four men did not speak and did not move. Just stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang and walked to the S-type zombie eating people.

The S-type zombie stopped eating and stood up at Zhang Xiaoqiang. It seemed angry that the animal was interrupted from eating. Yes, it was angry!

It roared towards Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was not at all nervous in the face of the S-type zombie.

Taking a small step to the right like a stroll in the idle courtyard, he slipped the S-type zombie behind him on a slight side of his body. Zhang Xiaoqiang clasped the military knife into the back of his head as the S-type zombie was emptied.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the military knife and smeared blood on the shoulder of the S-type zombie. The S-type zombie was paralyzed on the ground like a bunch of dough.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang came back, they hadn't woken up!

The man with the Dragon Spring Sword swallowed a sip of water.

“Gu Gu Gu” The remaining three responded and swallowed a sip neatly!

“Brother is such a wind-dropping man!!! |” Zhang Xiaoqiang is very proud, in order to practice this flying knife, the sharpening stone is almost worn through!