Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang was awakened by pain, as if he had returned home and was again eroded by rain, from the outside to the inside, from the inside to the outside, the skin, the muscles, the bone, even the bone marrow in the stitches of the bone were in pain, it was not clear whether it was pain, all kinds of weird and extreme sensations swimming around the body, or tearing, or pulling saw, or ironing in the blood vessels like burning red nails.

This feeling is quite unpleasant, numbness, itching, acidity, pain, swelling, as if countless microbes suddenly lived in the body, Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't know how many meridians and how many blood vessels are in the human body, all he knows is that at this moment, every blood vessel and nerve is suffering, like millions of little bugs living in the body phagocytosis.

Numerous noises surrounded him, he could not hear the hall of fame, could not hear whether it was a man or a woman, could not hear how many people, those sounds were worse than those pulled apart by dynamic vision, as if he had been sent to a strange space, experiencing strange pain, enduring sounds like high voltage wire transmission currents in his ears.

He can't move, he can't move anywhere, his fingers can't move, his eyelids can't move, he is isolated in the dark, his body condition is more desperate than that big black fish hit him, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not think so far at this time.

He didn't care about some of the people around him, he didn't think about the strange pain, he remembered what was happening in his dynamic vision, and his previous dynamic vision always passed away in a flash, followed by intense discomfort, and then his body recovered at the fastest possible speed, this time different, this time like stretching the instantaneous bullet time indefinitely.

The first two times he had only time to fire one bullet, and this time he fired three in a row, and he hit the flying wolf tooth stick with a pistol handle. In fact, by then he had reached the limit, but he was pressing the limit of discomfort, and he shot the men with a triangle stab, putting him in dynamic vision for a longer time.

I figured out, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew why his body was in this condition, it was the goddamn dynamic vision. Dynamic vision was just a chicken rib for him. With dynamic vision, he couldn't do one blow to kill. Without dynamic vision, he didn't have to hide from the flying wolf tooth stick.

In the process of tangling, his teeth were broken open, a round rolling pill with a smell of sweetness was stuffed into his mouth, just at the entrance, a warm stream of water poured into his mouth, the pill instantly melted into water, turned into a heat flow slipped into his throat, said strangely, the thing fell into his stomach, the pain on his body disappeared like a recession, and his spirit was vibrated as one.

With this strength, he opened his eyes violently, a huge face surprised him, slightly shrugged his eyes and found it to be Xu Mengzhu's beautiful face, hiding and looking at his eyes, observing his divine color, holding a silver-white metal medicine bottle in his hand, a medicine bottle filled with hefeng pills, also the perverted old man said to protect his life.

Zhang Xiaoqiang just opened his eyes for a moment and fell asleep again. Just now he waited for the pain to make him suffer unclear. His nerves were like steel wire collapsed to the limit. Dan's medication dispersed his pain. He felt deep tiredness.

“Pfft... pfft... pfft..."

The crisp impact will wake Zhang Xiaoqiang from his sleep. He opens his eyes and has not yet waited for him to see the light and the layout in the tent. Another crisp noise is heard in his ear.

Zhang Xiaoqiang unwittingly twisted his head. In his eyes, several crystalline glass balls fell by his pillow. A small black hand grabbed the glass ball boringly and picked it up and threw it away. A glass ball hit each other and made a crisp sound.

Seeing that little claw, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that only meow played with the glass ball, and the other children had not dared to break into his tent.

“Boy... pour me some water..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth was dry. When he woke up, he felt like his throat was on fire. He was naturally polite to meow and called him directly to the kid.

“Humph..." Meow made a sound in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang for the second time, Zhang Xiaoqiang between trance did not hear the crisp nose, with a clear and gentle turn, like the little girl's delicacy.

Shortly afterwards, Zhang Xiaoqiang had been stuck in the straw cup and brought it over. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not go to contain the straw. He felt itchy. He sat up with his hands on the bed. Zhang Xiaoqiang, sitting up, frightened Mei. Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the cup in Mei's hand and drank it.

“You boys are so big, you don't like to clean? You know, I've been cleaner than you since I was ten. Look, it's dirty, like a rat. I suspect rats are cleaner than you..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang handed back the empty cup to Meow, opened his mouth to teach Meow, Meow did not move on Zhang Xiaoqiang's lesson, as always with white eyes.

“Ke 'er's out? ”

meow nodded.

“Is dinner ready? ”

Meow, meow, shake your head.

“Is your mother still mad? ”

Meow's angry, white eyes.

Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed. This kid was so funny, he reached out and pulled out a cigarette spot from under the pillow. As soon as Meow saw Zhang Xiaoqiang smoking, he immediately looked like a kitten whose tail had been trampled. He jumped up and tried to grab Zhang Xiaoqiang's cigarette. Zhang Xiaoqiang pressed only one index finger on Meow's head, making him unable to enter.

“Did someone tell you not to let me smoke? ”

Meow did not speak, the claw of the tooth dancer wanted to jump, but was separated by Zhang Xiaoqiang's index finger. In a hurry, he grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's finger and opened his mouth and bit it into his mouth.

“Oops... it hurts, it hurts...” Zhang Xiaoqiang shouted, screaming halfway, smoked another cigarette, bounced the ashes and continued to wake up.

Meow meow saw Zhang Xiaoqiang rogue, angrily threw Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand away, holding his glass ball to prepare to go out, no longer looking at this guy.

“Kid... go get your mother... something's wrong with me..."

Meow looked back and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's face turned pale and his speech became intermittent. Half of that cigarette was already thrown on the floor, and under the bed, a whole packet of cigarettes spread out, all over the floor.

Meow rushed over and shook Zhang Xiaoqiang's collar, hurried, then thought of something, pulled out a small bottle of medicine from a small box on the desktop behind him, poured out a pill and stuffed it into Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth.

Whether it is the effect of medicine or the psychological effect, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt much better when he swallowed his stomach, and the soreness and itching on his body decreased.

“It's all your boys who have to mess with me. Look, I'm sick just a little bit. Do you mean to hurt people? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Meow used his strength to cause physical discomfort, but then another villain first complained, making Meow very disdainful, turned out a huge white cigarette and ran away.

Meow went away, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt bored, mumbled his mouth, always felt that the taste in his mouth was wrong, what was wrong with him, he couldn't say, it seemed that the pills taken in the coma were what exactly, he couldn't remember.