Apocalypse Cockroach

The two of them survived this June afternoon, and that was like a young girl singing shallow and chanted gently in Zhang Xiaoqiang's ear. With her wonderful man's song and throat, the moan of joy echoed in his ear, listening to the most beautiful tune in the world, his souffle, numbness slowly spread from his heart to his whole body, he watched Yuan Yi's eyebrows, carefully discovered her every bit of joy and pain.

He kissed her eyes, kissed her cheeks and lips, comforted her, warmed her, felt his tenderness and care, she let go of herself, she was obsessed with this intimate contact, a pair of delicate and thin skins surrounded his posterior neck, the jade fingers with pink nails on his hands slowly pressed against his muscles on the ground.

Originally the silent child's cool room sounded the sound of a jolly, gasping wail, distinctly a low whimpering cry, but there was a natural joy. Over time, that low singing with a strong nostril gradually rose, then the room returned to the previous tranquility, except for some joyful breath in the air, everything just seemed to be a fantastic bubble, shattered.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked out the door refreshingly. He glanced back at the villa behind him, looked behind Yuan Yi's room window at the rose-colored basket dark flower curtain, smiled and turned towards the valley.

After Yuan Yi was injured, Zhang Xiaoqiang had never been close to her again. Zhang Xiaoqiang is now very much in favour of the phrase "Don't beat the newlyweds for a long time”. He feels very good, not generally good. Even his footsteps are much quicker than before. The anxiety and tiredness under these days have been swept away. To think of Yuan Yi, who can't get up yet, he smiled 'hey’. The speed of progress has inevitably accelerated by a few points.

Since the arrival of the construction workers, Wang Le has freed himself from the construction of the wall. Now he lives with his five or six subordinates in his small repair shop every day. His repair shop is right in the cave. Zhang Xiaoqiang asked people to clean up some of the original mess in the cave. Wang Le took over the cave as his own home, eating and staying inside, busy living his little thing all day long.

As soon as he entered the cave, Zhang Xiaoqiang was tripped by the steel under his feet. He looked at it. Zhang Xiaoqiang thought he had walked into the waste recycling center. The original large space was filled with various materials and tools. The "buzzing” sound from the generator dedicated to the repair plant in the cave was constantly echoing in the cave for a moment. The noise that made Zhang Xiaoqiang dizzy mixed with the sound of the worker starting the cutting machine almost turned him away.

Zhang Xiaoqiang endured the noise of torturing his eardrum to find Wang Le, who was squatting on the ground and was busy. Wang Le woke up from his working state after being photographed a few times. Wang Le stood up and said something because the noise around him was too noisy. Zhang Xiaoqiang dragged him out of the hole.

At this moment, Wang Le is sweating. The blue overalls on his body are stained with blood-red rust and black engine oil. His chest and back are also wet with large pieces of sweat. He can't bear to look at Wang Le Zhang Xiaoqiang in front of him. But now Zhang Xiaoqiang is waiting to get a battle suit that can prevent bullets and punctures, which can only make him busier.

“Did you see that giant mouse? Can its skin be made into a battle suit?” Zhang Xiaoqiang has always missed the fur of the giant mouse. The skins that can release the shrapnel are excellent materials.

“Brother cockroach, the skin is not good, it took the six of us a day to peel the play off, by the way, borrowed your horn to drill in the softest place on its stomach, drilled hundreds of small eyes, then slowly cut the belly with a cutter, you don't know, the skin is sturdy, I suspect, 14.5 bullets don't have to be punched through. ”

Wang Le was complaining to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Xiaoqiang bowed his head and thought. He didn't expect that the skin could not even be cut open by the cutting machine. If it could not be processed, where was it not blind for nothing?

“What did you do with that thing's paws?” Thinking that the claw can easily cut the threaded steel, Zhang Xiaoqiang is nervous, that thing is not worse than his horn. This kind of baby Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't want it to flow out, he can still hold it in his own hand.

Speaking of giant mouse claws, Wang Le suddenly got excited. He looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, “Brother cockroach, take something is a treasure, cutting steel bars is like cutting grass. I found a D2 skin to try, guess what? Pull, the D2 is not even afraid of guns. The thick leather breaks in half like paper, uh... it's cowhide paper. ”

Wang Le looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with the desired look and begged: “Do you see? Do we have a few left? That thing's good for tools, but it only works with the claws on the front paws, eight in all, if I..."

“No, this can't go out," Zhang Xiaoqiang refused to let Wang Leqiang go. In his eyes, the claw was only a foot long. Even if it was a little short as a weapon, the black bone festival connected to the claw blade was less than 50 cm long.

“Have you tried cutting your skin with claws?” Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered the ancient idiom, “contradictory" He also wanted to see if it was sharp claws or thick skins.

Wang Le shook his head and said: "Yesterday, the skin was just peeled off. This morning, the rat was taken away by the cook. I still want to see if the claws are missing. You don't know how the cook works. That's a really hairy geese. Maybe he'll hide something."

As soon as she walked into the kitchen, a row of plastic sheds stood on the side of the kitchen. A woman in chef's clothes patrolled the side of the sheds. Through the sheds, Zhang Xiaoqiang could see the green vegetarian vegetables inside, and it seemed that the cook was guarding against others stealing.

As soon as I entered the kitchen, I saw the cook staring at the skeleton in front of me with a large machete with a missing mouth. There was a large pelvis next to the cook, the pelvis was filled with meat picked from the rat, a large red plastic barrel filled with the water from the rat, and there was a lot of dark red meat on the skeleton. The cook might want to break the skeleton into bits with a little bit of nature.

Looking at the lack of a large machete, Wang Le Coke patted the fat on the chef's back and said: "Ha ha, this is not something your water machete can handle, you, send it back. ”

The cook turned around to argue with Wang Le. He just turned around and glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who stood by his side. When he reached the mouth, he swallowed the dirty words and went back. He hurried Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded his head and said hello.

Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded his head, walked up to the front and carefully looked at the large skeleton in front of him. In addition to the sporadic pieces of meat, the skeleton was connected with a large mouse head. The disgusting mouse head did not say anything. The skeleton of Whiteson differed from the common white bone of Zhang Xiaoqiang. Although it was still white, it was not the kind of tragic white, but a kind of moisturizing white with crystal brilliance.

Zhang Xiaoqiang had never seen an ivory. He wondered if it would be more luminous than the skeleton in front of him. He looked at the white bones with the luminescence hidden in the flesh. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Wang Le.