Apocalypse Cockroach

Three women were rushed upstairs by Chen Yi, but did not touch Susie. Let her give Zhang Xiaoqiang a massage obviously not dead heart. The three grown men chatted in the living room and each sighed at the current world. Yang Keer walked in and handed it to Brother Long with a blue soft "Huang He Building" and a soft "Huang He Building" argument. Chen Yi saw that Long only got more comfortable in two hearts, his face looked better, and he talked more. Zhang Xiaoqiang was dripping blood in his heart. After a day of kung fu, he took out six cigarettes. Especially that $50 a pack of arguments, he found only two. Brother Long picked up "The Argument" and opened it. He threw a bag at Chen Yi. He lit himself a beautiful sip and said: “How's it going, brother? This world is a mess! ”

Yang Kel seemed to have something to say. He was frightened by Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes and went outside under excuse. Zhang Xiaoqiang naturally won't let Yang Kel tell his secret base. He and Yang Kel moved the materials back a little bit. He didn't want to learn * * to hand over his own blood and sweat. He thought the cave was his own way back. He couldn't stay out and have a home. Shortly afterwards, He Wenbin came in to say that the meal was ready and walked up to the restaurant. The dining room was well furnished, with a glass turntable parked on the large round table, twelve high back wooden chairs already open, surrounded by gold wallpaper on the walls and a lot of handwriting on the walls, although the original owner had no taste. Chinese landscape paintings and Western oil paintings are all mixed up, and a purple copper Guan statue is on a table against the wall. Guan Gung has a vertical freezer on his left and a wine cabinet on his right, which is now empty. The dishes on the glass turntable are simple: a large pot of egg flower soup, a large bowl of bacon sautéed cabbage, a plate of unfinished gongbao chicken dick, a plate of dried plum, a plate of sautéed potato chips, plus a chicken hot pot. Zhang Xiaoqiang just sat down and walked in through the door. One of them was not about 1 meter, 6 or 5 feet tall. He was strong and had a big beard, some like a dwarf in a game. Wearing a leather jacket, the muscles on your body seem to be crushing the leather jacket! Doesn't look like a good kind either. The other person, on the contrary, is one meter and eight tall and thin. If you didn't see his pupil say he was a zombie, the Mediterranean hairstyle is greasy and slippery. The face is usually just a vulture with eyes and looks unpleasant. “Ha ha! Come on, sit down for dinner, cockroach brother. ”

Brother Long pointed at the short man and said. “The gun chamber is a hot temper. It can be beaten or beaten. One person once picked over a dozen, and killed five of them. I can't help it! ”

The cannon nodded without saying anything, his eyes staring at the meat on the table. Brother Long lit another tall man and said: "This is called vulture. The old boss of S City also had a lot of lives. ”

The vultures didn't make a sound, nodded and gauged the faces on the table, and didn't know what they were counting. “KAO, into the wolf's nest. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded in his heart and smiled and greeted him. Nine people sat on the table. In addition to Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Kel, there were three He Wenbin, plus Brother Long, Chen Yi, and two others. One woman disappeared. It seems that not everyone is entitled to eat on the table, even the old man is not there. Brother Long introduced Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer to the two of them and then ordered them to sit down. At this time, he walked in through the door with four women who looked alike. He held a well-ridden rice bowl and white wine in his hand. These women looked not very good, walked slightly floated, and the clothes on them were not neat. They were still clean to clean. Four women poured wine and rice, and Brother Long listened to the reward of vultures and cannonballs. “Brother Long, we can rob all the places now, other places are too dangerous, we dare not get too close.! ”

The vultures are talking about today's harvest! “Yes, Brother Long, today I took someone to a small side restaurant, and the two of us took some cigarettes and liquor, and just a few boxes of instant noodles, thanks to you! ”

The chamber is also pouring bitter water. “Today, ten of us will go out and come back five, if it wasn't for Brother Cockroach, there might not be a single person coming back! ”

He Wenbin was also talking. The people on the table didn't look well, only the little girl held Kung Pao chicken and drank the egg flower soup. “How much food do we have? ”

Brother Long asked in silence. “Plus, Brother Cockroach brings more than 700 kg, 15 women eat more than 20 kg a day, men who go out to eat more than 50 kg a day, these foods can only be eaten for about 10 days, after 10 days they can only eat chicken feed! ”

He Wenbin reported the bill to Brother Long. Several older men didn't look very well. Zhang Xiaoqiang also began to worry, whether he had come wrong. Only Yang Ke doesn't care that he still eats and drinks heavily. He always intends to hide back in the cave if something is wrong. There is a way back. There is a gas in the heart! “If you want to control the amount of food, halve it every day."

Chen Yi came up with an idea. Brother Long shook his head: “If you are not full, you will not be able to move away even if you find food! ”

“How about half the grain and half the chicken feed? ”

Sanko came up with an idea. Brother Long hasn't spoken yet, He Wenbin vetoed first: “Now those people dare to fight for the rice tube, they all eat chicken feed, who will fight for it? ”

“Don't talk about this shit. Eat and eat. ”

When Brother Long finished, he stuffed a piece of fat meat into his mouth and chewed it up. The crowd also ate and drank, “Today is for the cockroach brother to pick up the air and wash the dust, come and walk. ”

Brother Long is just a sip of dry wine. Zhang Xiaoqiang poured the liquor into his mouth and swallowed it down hard. “Okay."

“Painful."

A group of people stood up at the table, and there was a first cup, and there was a second cup, followed by countless cups. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know how to lie down on this strange queen bed. He only knew that he threw up a few times. He couldn't even touch Xiaoqiang while urinating. He couldn't sleep in a room with no light. His scalp was sore for a while, but his heart was very clear.

He thought about what he saw today, and he knew that the afterlife was cruel and hard to live, but he couldn't figure out how miserable it would be for people in the afterlife. Thinking about Susie getting beat up and thanking her, thinking about the women lying on Chen Yi's feet like dogs, thinking about the hungry, yellow skinny men, even thinking about the ungrateful Xie Yuanshan, thinking about the foreman who ate his beloved wife, and the man who thought he killed himself to kill his family. Zhang Xiaoqiang always thought that he was not a good person, but compared to Brother Chen Yilong, he was like a saint who had to pay party fees before he died. He was not a big person, and he knew that he could not do great things. He just wanted to find a place where the government and the government could still control him to continue to live.

When he learned that the passage had been blocked by D2, he lost his target, and he abandoned himself and mixed it with a bunch of labor inmates, watching the women being practiced, he was indifferent. He didn't know what his future goals were or where he was going, and he looked at that super cute, super beautiful picture of a little girl on Nokia's phone. He looked very focused, and suddenly a desire arose, to find a beautiful girl, to have a bunch of kids, to pass on his last name. Drop your phone, your heart is not so empty anymore, you have a goal, you have to live, you have future generations, there are worshippers every New Year's Eve! The headache is still strong. Zhang Xiaoqiang feels very comfortable now. Regardless of how others live, as long as they live well, they do not have to pretend to be heroes. As Chen Yi said, if they are incapable and dare not spell, they should only eat chicken feed. Zhang Xiaoqiang lay quietly in bed and waited for the wine to subside. As long as the headache eased slightly, he could sleep well. The door opened and then a man flashed in and the door was closed. Zhang Xiaoqiang touched out the five or four pistols hidden under the pillow and loaded them in the nest. Wait for the man to touch it. Shadows are very uncomfortable with darkness and walk slowly. The house is quiet and you can hear the 'buzz’ of the diesel generator spinning in the distance.