Apocalypse Cockroach

The burning flames were distinct on this night, the smell of nitro smoke in the air was so intense, a cry of mourning echoed on the bloody ground before his death, Zhang Xiaoqiang sat silently in the cab of the military car, outside the car, the commuters drove a man with his hands up to the foot of the wall.

These men, all of Wu Yi's men, were escorts in the small courtyard, and they were driven to the corner of the wall after surrendering their weapons, and they did not know what their fate would be like behind them. Soon, a colorful combatant asked them to kneel with their hands on the ground.

A messy gunshot sounded at the corner of the wall, the men holding their heads fell on the corner of the wall, blood flowed out of their lifted heads, messy corpses like windy straw, lying seven to eight, no one spoke, no one shouted, the scene was quiet, Zhang Xiaoqiang's order was to kill, the team members would never soft their hands.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked silently at all the chaos outside the car. He was surrounded by a tired meow. Yuan Yi and Shangguan Qiaoyun entered the small building as an underground human meat processing workshop. Many of the female corpses had been ripped open, meow and several small children were being held in a cabin waiting for their fate to be killed. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to launch an attack that night, otherwise Zhang Xiaoqiang would most likely never see meow again.

The darkness in Wu Yi's small courtyard is far more than that. People disappear every day in the gathering place. God knows how many of those missing people are made by Wu Yi as adult cans of meat?

A man hiding in the dark screamed and was pulled out. Like a dead dog, he was dragged by the team members to the corner of the wall across the corpse, and was severed by a burning bullet in the men's cries for forgiveness.

More than a dozen girls stood frightened by the convoy's military transport vehicle, beside them, one by one, wearing a floral and green logistics, carrying all kinds of materials collected from the small building together into the car, these girls stared blindly at what was happening in the small courtyard, they knew that everything was different, they would no longer be tired of being canned by Wu Yi, faced with the strength of the convoy, their hearts would still be calm and they would face more unknowns.

The movement of the convoy was too loud, the whole gathering place should know that Wu Yi was extinguished, so far no one has come forward. I believe that most of those forces are on private alert, and when they come to the door to inquire, at least wait until tomorrow. In this period of time, the convoy will make two or three successive moves. Those who buy cans, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not ready to let go.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was waiting, waiting for Wu Yi, the old rapist, to be brought to his own side. He was thinking, thinking about how to give Wu Yi a more creative way to die. Did Wu Yi slowly boil it in a large iron pot, or did he slowly roast it on steel bars? Anyway, he has decided not to let Wu Yili die a good death.

“You guys go home, get some rest, don't wait for me, I have some things to take care of..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang explained that Yuan and Shangguan Qiaoyun stood outside the car, the two women nodded, and walked towards a big car. Wu Yi's men had three evolutionaries. Zhang Xiaoqiang already knew, I had no idea that Wu Yi had such a large card hidden in his hand, how many evolutionaries would other forces have? How many evolutionists will there be in the entire gathering place? Zhang Xiaoqiang dared not think about it anymore.

“Forgive me, I've never offended you. Forgive me, take whatever you see, take whatever..."

Wu Yi's voice approached from afar. He was crying on the ground. At this moment, he was very lukewarm. He was dragged to the ground by two team members, one left and one right, and his upper body rubbed against the rough ground. His cheeks and palms were ground with a blood stain. There was no such thing as standing on the bench before.

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at Wu Yi as he approached the outside of the car. A wonderful idea was shaped in his mind. Didn't he like to make people into cans? Why didn't you make him a can yourself? How did the ancients do it? Break limbs, cut eyes and nose, and put them in a thatch?

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly brewed the poisonous means. Since it was bad for him, his mind has become more repressed, easily angry, and if he moves, he will be slaughtered. In the past, unless he met the evil unforgiving man, he fed the corpse at most. Now his heart gradually darkened, and his means are more inclined to let life die than death. Yan Huairen and Takahashi are typical representatives of this. Now the two are still * * hung on the wooden pillars, still breathless.

Looking at Wu Yi, who was dragged on the ground like a dead dog, his heart was delighted. All kinds of massacres in his brain appeared like a flower. His mouth hung a slight cold smile, his mouth grinned deeper and deeper, his heart killed deeper and deeper. Suddenly, the cold smile in the corner of Xiaoqiang's mouth solidified.

He, also · he · mom entered the dynamic vision, pushed and walked on the ground, and Wu Yi wept and wept, his hands bloody, the soil picked out of the ground slowly flew in front of Wu Yi's face, the two team members holding Wu Yi's legs as if pulling up a heavy object, slowly toward Zhang Xiaoqiang to sit in the car body.

A little bright light appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eye corner. It was a bullet that spins rapidly in the air. Zhang Xiaoqiang even recognized the caliber of the bullet, a 5.8 mm rifle bullet. The bullet rubbed the temple on Wu Yi's head during the spin. The skin rose, and the bullet burst into Wu Yi's brain with his eyes open, leaving an irregular bullet hole.

“Pfft...” Zhang Xiaoqiang's body leaned backwards sharply. Between winks, his vision recovered as it had been in the beginning. Everything around him was normal, no nausea, no dizziness, or even any other discomfort that he could have imagined. It seemed that the bullet time just now was a hallucination in his mind.

Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head, twisting his neck clockwise, the car door, the roof, and the meow curled in the seat next to him flashed in his corner of eyes. He has not yet felt the discomfort after dynamic vision. These Zhang Xiaoqiang can be truly amazed, can he be resistant?

The two teammates didn't know that the guy they caught turned into a corpse and walked up to the door to salute Zhang Xiaoqiang.

“You did good. Just throw him in the corner. You keep busy with your..."

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have the heart to see Wu Yi's brains crack on the ground. Now he is anxious to figure out the new situation on himself. He doesn't even care who killed Wu Yi. Yuan Yi and Shangguan Qiaoyun told him a strange thing. Before them, someone killed into the human flesh factory step by step. Likewise, he was beaten away by three evolutionists. Wait for Yuan Yi to kill three evolutionists. The mysterious man strangely disappeared. Believe that the man is also one of Wu Yi's enemies.