Apocalypse Cockroach

With a passage from the Faithful Faithful Congress, cultivating vegetables in the camp, digging trenches, Zhang Huai 'an continued to peel with the three major forces. Huang Tingwei, with his youth and warm blood, dragged Lu Xiaobu with him, joined the glorious mission of the next generation of the educational base, Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to wander around the camp with meow.

There was also a boring day to hang out in the camp every day, Zhang Xiaoqiang begged Mei to let him go to the market. It happened that Mei was more annoying than Zhang Xiaoqiang to sneak up in the camp. If he wasn't worried that his little ear would be grabbed by Yang Ke 'er, he would have fled already. He actually wanted to get to himself when he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang so powerful, and his little body slab a little bit. He would have forgotten Yang Ke 'er's Eagle Claw Kung outside the Nine Clouds and pushed Zhang Xiaoqiang straight to the market.

When Meow ran away with Zhang Xiaoqiang, there were two silent followers in the hiding place of the camp. Zhang Xiaoqiang could recognise them by turning back. Those two were exactly members of the Yellow Springs search team, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was not relieved to come to the Yellow Springs, leaving them to guard in secret.

Only a week later, the market outside the camp had become so massive that the armed police and police patrolling with rifles were order-keeping personnel from the first forces, and of course, their guns were not allowed in until the camp had been registered.

Small forces of all kinds carry all kinds of rubbish that they do not need and cannot afford to throw away. In addition to the power, a number of vendors in the slums come here to dig up gold. Most people come and go with the leaders of all kinds of forces. They carry their prettiest women here to pick out the materials and luxury goods they need.

Poor people with broken clothes walk cautiously on the side of the road, staring straight at the ground. People who come and go shopping often carry rice bags, some of which are slightly damaged and leak out of the rice. Once they land on the ground, they are picked up quickly and put away carefully.

This seemingly lively market area also has some discord. At the far side of the road, there is a circle painted with white lime, with a dozen bodies lying in it waiting to rot. That's the thief cleaned up today. Some poor people don't satisfy a bowl of porridge sent out every day by the three forces.

They run the risk of touching fish in the market, and when they see a powerful leader walking up in the market with a rice bag, they hang on to the back and carefully cut the rice bag open with a mouth, catch it with a cloth bag, not much, a kilo and a half, and take out a sharpened piece of bamboo and stick it in the hole to close the loophole.

Often, they were stared at by police officers who were accustomed to thieves while complacent, with the result that the harvest was confiscated by the police, who took them to the side of the road to shoot dead bodies.

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Meow crossed the weave crowd, looked at the liveliness, watched, was discovered by Zhang Xiaoqiang a novel place, there was a temporary tent outside the market, outside the tent was full of young women dressed in exposed clothes, these women flexed their heads to every man passing by, they dared not go to force pull, just to show those men their most seductive place.

This would have been nothing. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a lot in the shantytowns. Some of them were familiar or he had seen them before. Today, they are all organized to do business in the market area.

Later, Zhang Xiaoqiang found that the most entering and exiting were not the leaders of the forces carrying rice bags, but his combatants. Zhang Xiaoqiang counted slightly. He found that as long as the team members who were not on duty were basically here, whether they were regular team members or temporary team members, they all swayed over there with the smile of YD. As long as they were satisfied with each other, they pulled out the cans or bread heads and handed them over to a woman, and pulled the woman in the picture into the tent.

At the end of the day, Zhang Xiaoqiang also saw a squad leader hugging right out of a tent. The squad leader was also unlucky. He had just come out, and he was proud to look around. He was deeply afraid that others would not know that he had picked two, and the view room looked right at Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was staring at him.

His reddish face immediately turned into a ruffled shape, his arms climbing on the shoulders flashed down like burning charcoal blocks. He stood still and dared not move. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked past him expressionlessly, floating and dropped a sentence:

“Zhao Deyi, remember to wear a condom. In case of a foul disease, the doctor only does surgery, you know...”

Captain Zhang Xiaoqiang walked away, his heart was only slightly reduced, his mouth chewed Zhang Xiaoqiang's meaning, his face turned pale in vain, the doctor could only perform surgery, which means that if he had a dirty disease, it would not be like a shot before the end of his life, but the whole cut off? Looks like he didn't prepare it?

As for the team members going out to find Miss, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to turn a blind eye before throwing a great Faithful Game. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want the team members' last sexual blessings to be ruined.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked around for a few laps and found that most of the materials here were invisible to him. After all, there was a selfless and dedicated Yellow Springs, and the camp was fairly well stocked with all kinds of materials. He also found that more than 60 percent of the materials here, and 100 percent of the luxury goods, were sold in the camp. The people who bought the materials were the villagers who called his books, and looked at the women's familiar inventory of all kinds of commodities. Apparently, they were doing well.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is purely out to see the lively, he doesn't really have what he wants to buy, meow or kid temper behind him, he is only interested in fun, novel things, if there are any kitten ducks here she might be interested, other things, not yet in meow eyes, Yankee bag what not?

Meow pushed Zhang Xiaoqiang around the market aimlessly until Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped at a small stall.

The small stall is small, a piece of 1 meter 5 long, 40 cm wide rag is laid on the ground, there are not many things, unlike all kinds of living materials on other stalls, it is full of a commodity, books.

It is these books that Zhang Xiaoqiang is interested in. Society is developing. In addition to various magazines, the number of books in the people's family has gradually decreased. In addition to the students' textbooks, professional books have become Phoenix Maorin horns. Zhang Xiaoqiang has always wanted to build a complete library to collect all kinds of pre-apocalyptic literature and professional books.

Unfortunately, most of those books are in the city's libraries and universities. At best, they can only wander around the town's edge. They go to the densely populated city centre, and the force of the base is far from possible.

Application of F-T Synthesis Technology, Brief Description of Fredo Synthesis Catalyst, Design and Application of Hot Furnace Circulating Fluidized Bed Reactor...

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that these books were full of fog. He didn't know what all the stuff was about. Looks like all the books were thick. Looks like this is comparable to the literature selection?