Apocalypse Cockroach

Several men approached slowly with spears in their hands, they trekked carefully in the depths that drowned their ankles, lifted their feet without making a sound, the water waves beneath them were spreading, the reeds around them were slowly pulled apart, what were they looking for?

The shooting had stopped for a while, and the man who chased them like a god had not appeared again, and their chances had come, as soon as they found him and found his body, they could get rid of that eternal nightmare.

“Wow..." a sound of water rang not far from them, they gently opened the long reed with spears, the body of Yellow Springs appeared in their eyes, Yellow Springs fell motionless on two companions, the three people stacked together as if they had ended up together, in the depths beneath them, the previously clear lake water turned dark red.

The rifle was thrown aside, and the mud plunged into the water puddle facing down the gun, with no clips on the short, chunky body, but some red and white white spots were seen on the corner of the barrel.

A companion with a broken spear lay on a reed facing heaven and earth in a watershed, his skull collapsing, a tiny white brains seeping slowly from the opening of his temple, a man's eyes wide open, with no colour other than the surprise of death, while his other eye was horrified by a black cave and his eyeballs were no longer where they should have been.

Seeing here, several people sucked in a cold breath of air. Yellow Springs was fierce enough to kill three of their companions with a flesh fight after not having bullets.

“Ah... ah..." a person suddenly shouted in panic, the others turned to him, the person could not speak, pointing to a place constantly on fire.

It's an eyeball that hangs on a reed divider, and the eyeballs crystallize brightly in the remainder of the sunset, a glass light that cools the hearts of several people to the bones.

“Wow... wow...” a wave of water flowers, thought the dead Yellow Springs had suddenly moved, he slowly raised his head from two somewhat icy corpses and looked this way.

If there really is hell in this world, then here is, if there really is evil in this world, then Yellow Springs is.

Yellow Springs looked up at them, his mouth constantly spitting blood, as the blood spit out together with some human cartilage, beneath him, a large piece missing from the neck of a man who did not meditate, to be exact, turned into a large pit, between the red skin fascia, is the white bone of the forest, the blood is still flowing out of the wound, melting into the water below.

All the men did not move, they maintained their original position, stared at Yellow Springs with the simple weapon in their hand, watched him slowly climb up on the corpse, watched him slowly pull out the stab from the corpse, they did not attack, let alone flee, they just looked at Yellow Springs, watched Yellow Springs that was still dripping blood and pearl lips.

Huang Quan slowly walked towards them with his army stabbing, even then, nobody dared to move, and they stared at Huang Quan as foolishly as a group and walked before them.

“Weapon!!!” The pupils in Yellow Springs' eyes widened sharply, and his red eyes saw the spear they held tight because of tension, because it was too hard and the spear was trembling slightly with their hands.

Yellow Springs walked to a man, knifed and fell, the man loosened his weapon, covered his neck and poured into the water, blood melted bright red with the water of the lake, which had previously been somewhat dark red.

Huang Quan walked to the second person, the person did not go to see his companion who fell in the water, he just looked at Huang Quan's mouth, as if that blood-stained red lip was the most beautiful thing in the world, worthy of his life in exchange for an opportunity to give him a closer look.

“Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew.

The man was covered in sludge like any other man. He could not see his original appearance and age. Only two eyes were left with the sludge stained on his face. The eyes were nagging and staring at the yellow spring in front of him. When the yellow spring raised its knife, he closed his eyes and proactively extended his neck to the yellow spring...

Yellow Springs ran in the reeds, a strain of reeds broke under his impulse, a slice of water floated by his running footsteps scattered around, Yellow Springs became a true warrior, no matter where the attack came from, no matter how suddenly the man who attacked him appeared, he could always kill them in the first place, an empty magazine was thrown at his feet at will, a new magazine was shot out by him.

“Ah!!!” A woman's shock rang in front of him, and he turned the gun, and he was going to shoot a few people in front of him. "No weapon?” Yellow Springs stopped rushing forward, releasing the trigger, and the women, unarmed, squatted in the reed bushes looking in horror at the murderous Yellow Springs.

Huang Quan gasped coarsely, stared at the women with red eyes, unconsciously stretched out his tongue to lick the blood on the corner of his mouth, and after half a bang, he breathed out a long breath, ignoring the women, and continued to rush forward.

It is harder not to kill than to kill. Especially for the red-eyed Yellow Springs, after the first killing, he did not have any time to calm the pain and fear caused by the first killing. Instead, he was ordered by Zhang Xiaoqiang to continue killing. When he completely killed his hand, he even had the feeling that human life was inherently low. As long as he touched his fingers, an adult man who was a living tiger would die without meditation at his feet.

So Huang Quan went mad, or was he addicted to killing, something more fulfilling than taking someone else's life? What could be more exciting than having your enemies fall at your feet? At this moment Huang Quan even had himself as a god, a crazy idea that looked at mortals like ants.

Seeing those women unarmed and releasing the trigger was a subconscious act of Yellow Springs, who, as a soldier, could not shoot unarmed people, and then Yellow Springs came up with the idea of killing all those women, he insisted that as long as those living on the island were enemies.

At this moment, Huang Quan was demonized. If he really killed these women, he would become a killing machine, a killing machine without humanity. At that time, there was nothing good in his eyes, nothing right or wrong. In his eyes, everything between heaven and earth could be killed, and he would continue to kill until he was killed.

Ultimately Huang Quan still restrained himself. He remembered Chen Ye, remembered Chen Ye's promise. He wanted to marry Chen Ye, was Huang Quan marrying Huang's daughter-in-law, not a man without humanity to marry a tool of leakage and lust.