Apocalypse Cockroach

After restraining the demon, Huang Quanping went on the road. Huang Quanping did not soften his hands on the others because he had just let go of the woman. As long as he was a man with a weapon, he would beat them to death in the first place. He did not ask the men whether they wanted to be crutches or do anything else with the branches. At this moment, there was a little more clarity in the eyes of Huang Quan during the killing.

When Huang Quan stood in front of the crowd, he had not yet been freed from the fierce fighting. By the front lake, he stood dozens of women. If Zhang Xiaoqiang were here, he would recognize that these women were the ones who were wearing grass clothes with no scars.

There were only two men in total, an old man, Gold Column, and a young man, aged eighteen or nine, who looked very much like Gold Column, and there was a wooden fishing boat with a diesel engine next to them, Gold Column, and that young man, who was making intense repairs to the engine, and apparently, it had not been used for months, and at the critical time, the engine was not recognized.

Gao Dezhu also saw a yellow spring full of blood, when the yellow spring was the evil one that crawled out of hell, and they did not know what had happened to the yellow spring, nor how it had come here.

Yellow Springs himself doesn't know how many people he killed, more people killed, more blood splashed naturally, the most on his mountain battle suit is no longer yellow, but red and brown, red is fresh blood, brown is blood that has begun to age.

“Okay... you win, let my family go, I'll give you what you want, including my life...”

Huang Quan looked coldly at Gao Dezhu as he did not speak, and Gao Dezhu put away his previous charm and favor in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, although he was somewhat indecent.

The young man next to Gaode Zhu was a little timid. After seeing Huang Quan, he hid himself behind Gaode Zhu. When he saw Gaode Zhu talking, he crossed the fishing boat and hid in the cabin. As soon as Gaode Zhu's voice fell, he stretched out a bamboo shore from the cabin and sent the small fishing boat out in shallow water, without regard for the death of his old man.

Yellow Springs lifted his hand and sent all the bullets left in the rifle into the young man's body. After several shots in the young man's body, he stared at Yellow Springs with the rifle in his eyes. He rolled into the cabin without saying a word. The young man died and the boat lost control. The bamboo floated in the water, and the boat struck across the lake and circled.

When the scene calmed down, Yellow Springs pulled an empty rifle on his shoulder and pulled a silver-white Desert Eagle from his waist to look at the old man.

Gaode Zhu didn't scream, didn't lose his temper, didn't even move a slight expression. He didn't go to see the boat carrying his son's body. He just stared silently at Yellow Springs. In the eyes of Yellow Springs, Gaode Zhu seemed to be more than 10 years old all at once.

Huang Quan raised his hand and pointed the pistol at Gao Dezhu, who spoke while he was shooting.

“Your people are poisoned...”

Huang Quan heard this place, put down his pistol, he knew he was poisoned, but he didn't know what he was poisoned with, he wanted to hear what the old man said.

“This island used to be called Old Takashima. Since my ancestors, this island has been our home. My grandfather told my father to take it back. My father told me to take it back. I took it back. This is the island of our Takashi family. Our ancestors passed it down. You're here. You want this island, why? This is our island. My son is dead. The Gao family is amazing. ”

When he heard about it, Huang Quan knew that Gao Dezhu would not say the antidote, and he raised his hand and shot him.

“Hahaha!! No, no... look..."

Gao Dezhu raised his hands and there were two huge wounds on his wrist. Blood was rapidly pouring out of the wound, and the blood pouring down his elbow into the lake water beneath him.

“I'm gonna die... and I'm gonna die... and I'm gonna tell you one more thing, there's more than one big black fish, and they're sensitive to the smell of blood, and you see, I've lost so much blood, and by tomorrow morning, there's gonna be a whole bunch of big black fish here, and hey hey... you say you can still get out? Hahahaha...” “Touch..."

Yellow Springs had a gunshot, huge backseat force forced Huang Springs to take a few steps back, the moment the bullet hit Gaode Column, the women in front of Gaode Column screamed and ran away, Huang Springs did not care about the women who ran blindly and collided in panic, he stuck the pistol back in his waist, pulled out the military knife and walked towards Gaode Column lying by the lake...

A slight footstep rang in the distance. Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up when this slight footstep stood. He opened his eyes and saw the Yellow Springs walking towards him.

The sky has dimmed, the light around Zhang Xiaoqiang is gradually devoured by darkness, and a little further away is no longer visible. Although Huang Quan is less than three meters in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Huang Quan with his eyes closed for a while.

The helmet covered the eyes of Yellow Springs, unable to see the emotions in his eyes. The steady Yellow Springs standing in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang was not overwhelming. There was a strong blend of blood and nitrous smoke on his body. This smell made Zhang Xiaoqiang so familiar, it came from the familiarity of the soul, it came from the kind of familiarity in the bones, it was the smell of slaughter of countless enemies.

“Bang...” a round rolling thing rolled onto the ground to Zhang Xiaoqiang's foot. Zhang Xiaoqiang, squinting his eyes, recognized that it was the head of the old man Gao Dezhu, his eyes around him were dim, he could not see the face of Gao Dezhu when he died, but his general appearance could still be seen.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lifted his right foot and treaded slightly over his head. He crooked his neck and looked at Yellow Springs, which had not yet spoken.

“How many people have been killed?” Zhang Xiaoqiang asked softly, the voice is not loud, but very penetrating. This question with strong penetration is like a sword blade pierced the Yellow Springs still in self-control, self-repression, the violence in the heart.

“No... I don't know... just hold the weapon and I will... kill!!! ”

The voice of Yellow Springs was low and dull, and the dull voice was accompanied by a strong, bloody smell on him, making people a little chilly. This was a different Yellow Springs, without the luxury of missile bases, without the despair and depression after the blow, without previous anxiety and sensitivity, a killing, a baptism of life and blood, the Yellow Springs became steady and atmospheric, and more mature.

“Well done... remember... this is the end of the world, if you don't kill, people will kill you... now that you are the captain of the division, the head of the Hot Springs Outside Soft Team, Huang Quan, you choose your own men from the names of the villages that follow us, plus you have a total of ten..."