Apocalypse Cockroach

Behind the corner of the fence, dozens of men stood dense and numb, with a mesh of ropes and a bag of marijuana, seemingly waiting for something.

“Master Bear, he's back. The target is following him. Can we do it? ”

A man who was previously lying on the corner of the wall and spying outward saw Zhang Xiaoqiang approaching this side, turning around and running behind him in return for a middle-aged man with a great figure.

The middle-aged man was in his forties, a bearded face was particularly scary. Half his cheek was scratched and diluted by an aged scar, his skin rolled over, and a wound tangled like a centipede. One eye disappeared, leaving only a tragic piece of white in the orbit without the eyeballs.

“No rush, when he turns around the wall and grabs him, I hope his identity is truly rumoured, otherwise it will be difficult. ”

Known as Master Bear, a man like a demon speaks a less coarse and less loud tone, with a northern accent. If he hadn't seen his face, he would have just listened to his voice, and thought he was a gentler man.

The man who reported hearing the message told the crowd behind the bear to come out and walk around the corner with a few men with ropes and sacks, leaning against the wall and waiting.

Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt slightly disturbed and seemed to feel that something was about to happen, which made him a little hesitant, slow down. A moment later, he felt disturbed still as slightly as before, far from reaching the previous type of danger alarm.

This allowed Zhang Xiaoqiang to mistakenly identify that behind the wall there was an accomplice who responded to the thief, Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out his pistol and put it on his leg. Faster again, he had already gained confidence in his shooting method. Three or five people had not put it in his eyes. The man in front had turned the corner of the wall and Zhang Xiaoqiang chased after him. The road surface was very turbulent, and the bumpy road distracted Zhang Xiaoqiang a little.

When he turned around the corner of the wall, his eyes were filled with a group of men who looked at him badly and shocked him. Between his doubts, he shouted loudly and pounded four men out of his sight...

Zhang Xiaoqiang twisted his head and saw the side of the wall. Four men twisted their faces and jumped at him, two with ropes, one with a sack of hemp, the man in front of him emptied his hands, his arms spread out to hold him, and four men wanted to capture him alive.

Zhang Xiaoqiang lightning his right hand held the pistol on his thigh, not yet lifted, the man who wanted to hold him approached, the man's hands curled into eagle claws only a line away from his collar.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's left hand suddenly waved, with a shadow to smash the man's hands open, the opposite hand strangled the man's throat, five fingers instantly tightened strength, huge force to let his left hand snap the throat pipe between the man's throat, the fingernails between the five fingers, like tofu easily inserted into the man's neck flesh.

“Ha...”

Zhang Xiaoqiang drank, tearing a large mouth between the men's throats, a bloody pipe connected to the meridian pulled out, the blood splashed, the man sprayed a breath of blood, rolled up white eyes weak soft to fall on the side of the wheelchair.

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the three people who jumped behind him, his head covered with blood, his left hand still grabbed the pipe dripping blood, the blood drained like a stream, slowly revealing the white of Sen Sen in the pipe.

The three men held the thrust position and stood still, like three statues, with intense fear in their eyes, who had forgotten their mission, with only the pipe and the blood water on it.

“Go..." There was a loud shock from afar awakening the three people, they shouted like a wolf, twisted the five officials, and continued to pounce like a demon on Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Three gunshots were fired, three men fell on their backs, atheistic eyes looking at the sky, blood spilling from the gunshot eye on their forehead.

Meanwhile, where are the walls of the camp?

“Where did you shoot? Where did you shoot him?” The leader of the Four Heavy Fire Unit leaned over the seat and questioned the top team members, hearing sounds that did not seem to be far from the camp, which intrigued the boring team leader.

“I don't know, we can't see, it's in the gathering place, maybe it's the guys in there fighting, who knows? ”

The vigilant team members above didn't see much fame for half a day. Most of their attention was focused on the market area and the lake. They didn't care much about the people who left the market. Zhang Xiaoqiang left, they didn't see it, and naturally they didn't know Zhang Xiaoqiang was in danger.

“What's going on? Where did you shoot him? ”

Yellow Springs came from the deep end of the camp, with his arms tied to his body, his hair wet, and some slight foam left on it. Looks like Yellow Springs was taking a bath and only came out when he heard the barrel of the gun.

“I don't know, nothing about us, it's coming from the gathering place, maybe someone's fighting, ha... maybe the women from the women's barracks have been attacked again? ”

The team members above had nothing to do with their affairs. The way they hung tall, speculation about the women's barracks made him a little happy. The team members knew about Uncle Yun and Yao, and were very uncomfortable with the women's barracks.

Huang Quan heard that there was a possibility of an accident at the women's barracks. He stood still, his face was uncertain and gloomy. To say that he was more averse to the women's barracks than anyone else, and his old classmate Zhao Xiaobo could not let go of his heart. He thought that the women's barracks had been breached, Zhao Xiaobo had been killed or suffered something else. His heart was a little unwell.

Of course, it was just uncomfortable. Yellow Springs gave the women's camp a kilo of fish meat that had been benevolent enough to let him take his team to fight for others. He was unwilling, and eventually, he sighed a long time and turned back to the camp to continue his bath.

Screen reversal.

Dozens of people who stood not far away stayed, they stared at Zhang Xiaoqiang and the four bodies on the ground, less than a minute, Zhang Xiaoqiang killed four people, the means were harsh, one of them died extremely tragically, the throat flesh rolled up, you can see Sen Sen cervical vertebrae, blood gushing out of the mouth, flow to the ground to form a blood stream, flow under Zhang Xiaoqiang's wheelchair.

Zhang Xiaoqiang stared at the dozens of men in front of him, slowly spinning the wheelchair back, knowing that the current businessman was Junjie, his body had not fully recovered. Dozens of men would not leave him too much time to change bullets. When he frightened dozens of people on board, he slowly retreated. Once outside the corner, his rescue would appear.

“Go on, grab him, 500 kilos of rice each, three beautiful women...”

Previously the sound of loud drinking sounded in the crowd again, the voice was a normal speech with a northern accent, not too much emotion, very cold, very penetrating, to bring the men who were stunned back to God, they returned to God but did not dare to go forward, because Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his pistol again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed his pistol at the people in front of him, his gaze swept in the crowd, trying to find the leader who was hiding in the crowd to give orders. Unfortunately, the man was too cunning to even expose his clothes horn to Zhang Xiaoqiang's gaze.

Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that dozens of people did not dare to move. In his heart, Wei An, he put down his pistol and turned the wheelchair quickly. In his heart, he swore that as long as his body was not fully recovered, he would no longer run around blindly.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes were about to retreat, the bear hiding in the crowd's eyes hurried, two silver-grey pistols fell into the palm of his hand, raised his hand and shot, two shots were fired. If the two people in front of the crowd were electrically shocked, their heads ejected some black and white objects, leaned forward and pounced on the ground.

Two men were punched out of two caves in the back of their brains, blood bleeding out of the cave, not far from them, along with the broken skull of their hair falling aside, and sporadic brains dotted around them.

“If you don't move, you die..."