Apocalypse Cockroach

“Pfft...” a strong sputum spit on the bald face, middle-aged Xiaojing left the bald man who had not yet swallowed his breath, turned to the men who had finished the search, the men had been tired for half a day, violently demolished and searched, they were tired like a dog, waiting together for the middle-aged Xiaojing to speak, and secretly prayed to him to join the army.

“What are you looking at... is it going to be the next one? ”

Hearing the big drinks of the middle-aged and strong, the men beat the spirit and moved towards the next shantytowns. When they got there, the men hesitated. The shantytowns did not want to be as scattered and messy as they had been before. They were all lined up and vertically lined up. The materials were just like the rest of the world. The shapes were also different and looked relatively neat.

That's it, the biggest difference here is that the people inside did not change as much as they did elsewhere, hid in the door, lay down in the seams of the door and looked at the hundreds of men standing in the shantytowns with all kinds of improvised weapons, looking vigilantly at the unwilling.

The face of the middle-aged man got serious. The people in front of him were different. They were united and seemed not to lack the courage to defend their homeland. He carefully measured the man in front, his face was uncertain and half a mile later, he laughed, and the man in front of them was bluffing.

Although holding a weapon in their hands, the posture was wrong, waved, did not hit others, they must have been hit first, men pretended not to be afraid, the sweat beads on their foreheads betrayed the tension in their hearts, the ground was not stable, slightly trembling legs and shaking their bodies slightly.

“Crowds, come on..."

The middle-aged man shouted and rushed forward. The middle-aged man was right. When they saw the murderers rushing in, the first thought was not to greet them, but to turn around and run. Running room, all kinds of wooden sticks and iron pieces threw the ground.

Blinking, the middle-aged men of Little View rushed into the shack and into the broken crowd, waving their weapons and smashing a panicked man over and over, a scream connected, heard a scream, the men cheered with joy, and they spilled all their suffering today on these uninscious lifters.

The shack went to a mess, or else the screaming connection of a woman and a child sounded, and many women rushed out and tried to fall on the man on the floor,

A smile hung on the mouth of a middle-aged woman, he also needed to vent, bullying others is the best vent, seeing those women who burst out, middle-aged people disgusted for a while, just about to issue an order, regardless of men and women teach a lesson, rushing back to the previous few employees suddenly.

These people didn't know what hit them, they flew six or seven meters high, they drew a big arc in the air, they fell backwards, they fell hard on the ground, these people flew high in the air screaming, they fell to the ground, but they closed their voices, rolled like a rolling gourd on the ground, rolling room, soft body, bone breaking sound baked popcorn flower sounded.

When they stopped, no one could move, distorted the red blood from the corner of their mouth, soft and in all sorts of weird positions.

“Hiss..." A small middle-aged view draws a breath of cool air and can fly people this far, either ordinary people can do it, evolutionists or inner experts.

Three or five more people flew up into the air screaming loudly, one of them spitting a bite of blood in the middle of the sky, and the chaotic rainfall fell out of the sky the same way.

At this time, the men could no longer hold on, turning around and fleeing, mourning men and crying women, until they stood to the middle-aged view, and he saw a different man appearing across the street.

The man's height is unusually high, standing in the crowd like a crane standing a chicken, the ordinary man's height is only to his chest, more than two tall bodies remind the middle-aged and young view of the previous nightmare, let the gathered fiercely blow up the bridge of the D2 type zombie, this tall man, like the D2 type zombie, is bare head.

Muscle knots, bluish disks wrong, walking room, misplaced bluish muscles like pigeon blood tattoo time limit, form a horror embossing, then hide.

Where is this person, this is a D2 with eyes open, the man's eyes are open, there are no ordinary people's black and brown pupils in the eyes, it is a kind of grey red, grey red without the feeling of intense red, but there is an extra kind of madness, a little indifference.

The man took great steps to the front of the crowd, looked at the shocked middle-aged view, roared out loudly:

“My name is Wan Qiang, they are my folks, their business is my business!!! ”

Wan Qiang did not speak very well, said this sentence and stopped making noise, staring at the eyes of the bull, staring at the middle-aged and small scenery.

Looking at Wan Qiang, the middle-aged man smiled. Wan Qiang spoke out to dispel his doubts. It was not a zombie who would speak. As long as it was not a zombie, he was not afraid, and he was no longer afraid. He believed that quantity could overwhelm quality.

“Ha! Big breath, a silly, fat, black bald man dare to show up here, I just killed a bald man, not bad for you, today I am a pair...”

The middle-aged man looked at Wan Qiang and talked as if the giant in front of him was already meat on his chopping board.

“Whatever you want, we have nothing. ”

Magnificent roar, grief in his heart, they are just a bunch of rats hiding in civilian areas, they are all the townsfolk of the eight townships ten miles before the end of his life, he accidentally drank the first rainwater, others became zombies were dragged away and killed, he was hidden by his loved ones, taking great risks to take care of him every day struggling on the brink of life and death.

Later, he discovered that his body was mutating, growing in an ever-increasing direction, consuming more heavenly food. At that time, the gathering place was still orderly, and everyone was able to eat and could only eat. The energy he needed to grow was saved by hundreds of in-laws from his teeth.

Later, by virtue of his abilities, he took people to grab some food, with which he could fully become a small leader of a power, and he gave up, and he could not afford to starve the villagers.

With little food, the consumption of hundreds of people is an astronomical figure. After the food ran out, Wanqiang hungry with his relatives. In order to reduce his consumption more than others, he lay in bed all day. Now someone comes to the door to make trouble, he is naturally going to make an appearance.

He was not afraid of the middle-aged and his men, but he could not ignore his folks, and after the demonstration, his words were a little weak.

“I don't want anything else. I just want you to get down on your knees and I'll let them go...”

Little middle-aged man with a finger rushed up to four or five men and pointed a rifle at the needy.

Seeing those gunshots, Wan Qiang hesitated. He had never tried to carry a bullet with his body. He was worried that his relationship would be harmed. He lowered his head, stared at his feet and trembled.

“Ha! Not on your knees, huh? Show him the color..."

In the middle, Xiaojing punched one of his men, the rifle sprayed a tongue of fire, the flowing bullet sprayed countless blood flowers in the crowd, in a scream, the crowd bled out the nest, twisted back, the bullet shot through their back from the front chest, chased the person in front, and stained the back again.

“Ow..."

In case of a howl, lifting the big foot like this way, the gun mouth shifted at the same time, in the sound of the fire tongue, countless fluorescence flashed in his chest, tight clothing by his body broke in between, turned into countless pieces, Wanqiang was beaten backwards and backwards continuously by the impact of the bullet, in the end irrevocable, tripped to the ground, yelled angrily.

“Go on, kill him..."

ps: It's not easy, the K song tournament is over, there are 50 friends in total, first place, party bear, second place, Mo Rhyme, third place, national treasure, fourth place, biscuits, thanks to the above bookmates for their support, especially biscuits, is the legendary MM