Apocalypse Cockroach

The people on Zhang Xiaoqiang's side only felt slightly cooler between their waists and felt much lighter. It seemed as if they had suddenly thrown away many years of burdens and burdens. They had not yet waited for them to escape from this brief relaxation. Their bodies were frustrated. They were shorter and shorter, and their lower back and abdomen came with a strong pain, which stabbed their nerves.

With a scream, successive screams rang, a man was left standing on sandy land with his thighs tied to his rear buttocks, blood like water, spreading a piece of the boss, not only blood springs flowing out of their chest abdomen, injecting into the ground slowly diffuse.

With the outflow of blood, all kinds of guts also rarely come out, the most is a truncated and thin intestine, in the waist of mourning, the men are each awake, they slowly taste fear and tearing pain in despair, Zhang Xiaoqiang's knife is drawn at will.

The part of the rat king's blade cut off on those men is also different, some are up, some are down, good luck is swinging from the chest, three or two mournings are exasperating, those that are cut down can only watch blood and guts flow out of their waists in mourning.

A man dared not accept reality, he lay on the ground, grabbed a bowel and tried to plug it back into his abdomen, because he could not see, he stroked freely on the ground, and accidentally stuffed someone else's bowel into his abdominal cavity.

The people on the other side all lost their voice, they looked at their counterpart one by one more miserable condition, especially seeing a companion shove someone else's intestines into their stomach, the heart like a hammer smashed once, nobody thought to do anything else, nobody knew what to do, they just looked silly at their companion struggling in a blood-blooded stomach, rolling in a truncation.

“Ah!!! ”

A man howled, he threw away Zhang Xiaoqiang beneath him, like throwing away a burning iron block, sitting on the ground, kicking his feet together, pounding a flurry of bloody mud sand, supporting the ground with his hands behind his back, climbing backwards, only those who struggled in hell, what backers died, what caught reward was not in his brain, his brain became pasty, he knew nothing, only the companions who struggled with pity, and that striking red.

The man's shouting did not appear in a lamentable scream. This sound seemed like a minor shouting, which woke up the other men. They did not go to grab Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouse blade, even though he gripped it so powerlessly.

Fear is contagious, and the fear of death is worse than death, and a bunch of living columns, bloodbathed in front of them, their fear of life than death overwhelms their fear of death, and they climb back and forth with their limbs like that man before them.

1... 2... 3...

When all the men moved away from Zhang Xiaoqiang, he felt a little relaxed, the chain was still wrapped around his legs, the mesh was still on him, he could only look through the mesh to see a slightly blurred blue sky in his eyes.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's right hand held the Mouse King's blade tightly, drooling powerlessly outside, the right side of the mesh split a large mouth, blood stained the mouth red, five men struggled as they moaned, one lost strength, fell into the soil soaked by blood, blood soil embedded in his mouth nose, he died slowly in suffocation.

Master Bear stood not far away with the chain dart and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang, he was also scared, he was an old river and lake, commonly lived and died, had carried more than a dozen lives and died in the river and lake, he also saw a lot of the tragedy of various dead people, today he was scared, so far, not counting his own killing, accidentally injured by stray bullets, Zhang Xiaoqiang has killed more than 40 people, the rest is also scared soft hands and feet become crippled.

From the beginning to the end, he saw that Zhang Xiaoqiang had no surprise. What amazing means could a man have to rely on a wheelchair to walk? Apart from his unpredictable shooting technique, his gun is now not in his hand, man is also caught in the mesh, even the crippled legs are trapped by himself, has become fish meat on the chopping board, why has this man not given up at the last moment?

Their sole purpose today is to capture Zhang Xiaoqiang and threaten Zhang Xiaoqiang in exchange for a weapon. The Red Arrow 8 anti-tank missile was caused by Zhang Huaianxu Bag, which lit up the missile and showed it to other forces.

Why else, or because missiles are easy to hide, they haven't had the courage to fight the convoy, they can only play with the small means of kidnapping, thought kidnapping a cripple was no trouble, the lure plan was smooth, half a month of ambush waiting was not in vain, how did they know that their goal was not a weak sheep, but a dragon hidden in a cloud fog.

“Hehe... hehe..."

A laugh came from Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth lying on the ground, his laughter appeared dry, like the fruits and vegetables that had lost moisture, not large. Weird laughter appeared strange in the screams beside him.

After Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed, he swallowed a hard sip of spit. His chest fluctuated rapidly as if he had accumulated strength. Half a moment later, he burst into a furious drink.

“Come on, come get me! Why not come!!! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was red, the blue muscles on his neck burst, the previously weak muscles of his right arm rejuvenated, the voice just dropped, the wrist turned, the mouse king's blade sticking to the abdominal chest into the gap between the meshes, a sound like a thread breaking sound, the large mesh on his chest was cut by the mouse king's blade.

The rat king's blade passed through the large mesh yang in the air, before waiting for Zhang Xiaoqiang to continue the movement, the air heard a "woo” sound, the iron chain pulled against the back of his bladed hand like a flying slingshot.

“Pfft..." The right hand holding the mouse king's blade was bounced apart and smashed to the ground, the blood stained red hand back showed a white practice gradually turning blue. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not throw things back in front of his chest like his left hand. He held the mouse king's blade dead, despite the pain of a broken back bone of his hand, and bent his legs to the ground severely.

“Wow” waved the metal chain again by Zhang Xiaoqiang's legs pulled off the force, the stiff beating became weak, Zhang Xiaoqiang borrowed the opportunity to pull open the mesh on his face, in the tearing sound, his upper body released from the mesh.

Just broke free, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt the chain on his legs fluctuate again, he lifted his legs again, how did he know that this chain was aimed precisely at his legs, "Pfft..." If his legs were electrically shocked, it would be followed by a burning pain, the pain carrying itching into the bone marrow.

“Go on... all go on... knock him out... with a weapon..."

The bear felt that he was not trapped by a cripple in a wheelchair. He was trapped by a tiger, a mad tiger. The mad tiger was about to break free of the bondage. He couldn't figure out how to force Zhang Xiao to stay. In the end, he could only count on the rest of his fearful men.

Nobody dared to move. They sat trembling on the ground and saw Zhang Xiaoqiang pull out of the mesh. They climbed back with their hands and feet together, trying to pull the distance from Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Master Bear yelled and stroked between his waists. He remembered that there were no bullets in the pistol. Under his helplessness, he dragged the dart head of the chain dart and rushed towards Zhang Xiaoqiang. He wanted to kick Zhang Xiaoqiang, but he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang do it violently, revealing a strange smile to him.

Master Bear is not an evolutionist. He did not have the unique danger prediction of the evolutionist. When he saw Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled at him by his bloody cheek, he flashed in his heart. Unknown, so his body continued to rush forward.

Zhang Xiaoqiang revealed a ridiculous smile to the bear, the mouse king's blade plunged between his legs, suddenly pulled up, a loud noise, countless broken metal chains spread from between his legs, scattered half-cut metal chains in the air had not yet landed, dead snakes drooling on the ground chain darts came to life, brushed down to the bear's right hand, the bear single-handedly stamped darts on the ground, shoulder swinging, chain darts inverted, sharp darts went straight to Zhang Xiaoqiang's right eye.